Chapter 8
Here comes crazy!
Maggie
I awoke the next day and groaned. My face hurt. Nash was sleeping next to me with his hair flopped on his forehead. I would drool right now if I didn’t need to use my mouth for breathing.
I crawled over him while trying not to wake him. Well, until I looked in the mirror and noticed the Rocky Horror Picture Show on my face. I screamed, making him fall out of bed as the others busted into the bedroom.
“At least, they aren’t doing the hippity dippity,” Nixon said.
“Thank God,” the others said.
Nash laid on the floor. I stared in the mirror and remembered going into Jonas and Cayson’s rental house. Then it hit me. My face contorted in rage as I spun around to face the brothers.
“Uh, oh. That isn’t good,” Noah said.
I stalked towards them, stepped ov
