I wake up exhausted and in pain. The light that is coming through the window is enough to tell it's midday.
The moment my eyes open, my phone starts blasting.
I pick it without checking the caller because the sound of the ringtone is irritating.
Before I can even say a hello the other person is already yelling.
Bill.
"Where the f*ck are you?" I'm still thinking of an answer to give him when he asks again.
"Where are you Vel? I called Olivia and she said you didn't go back to the house, I need to know where you are." I don't know why he is yelling really.
He threw me out, he shouldn't act like he cares.
"Can you just calm down?"
"How am I supposed to calm down when I don't know where you are and you haven't been picking my calls?"
He is pissing me off, he threw me out without a s
