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Jessica How did I get back home…safely? That was the first question that came up to my mind. I was on my bed, wondering what happened last night. I groaned the second I pushed up my body. It failed nonetheless as I landed my head back on the pillow. The headache…God, it hurt! I couldn’t believe I got myself stupidly drunk right because of Jason and Stacey. What made it worse, I was right next to Jesse, the troublemaker sitting next to me who could use me to his advantage because I just poured a gallon of whiskey into my system. Thinking of Jesse, I remembered he was helping me out of the bar. He escorted me to his car which I thought was oddly familiar and he pulled down his hoodie but I couldn’t see him. The next thing I knew, I was gone. And now I ended up in my apartment. I looked d