Charles.
Present.
I palmed my face, feeling my head ready to explore. It wasn’t usually and the last time that I had experienced something like this, well, it didn’t end good because I had spent more than a week nurturing myself back to normal and if it wasn’t Beat Drew, then maybe I wouldn’t long been gone.
If my mother didn’t manage to kill me then my unusual headaches would. “Don’t you think we deserve an explanation for what is going on?” someone from the crowd screamed.
I looked at the crowd, then back at Aaron that had a smile plastered on his face. He had gotten what he wanted, putting the pack in chaos but as he knows, it would do me nothing. The only issue that I have is dealing with this while I am feeling weak.
Yet, I couldn’t sure anyone how weak I am right now, or how wea
