Scar's pov.
As the sharp rays of the sun hit my face, I groaned, shifting to the other side, I was met with a mess of hair shoved under my nose. A body pressed me down on the mattress and the bones jabbed me into places.
The hell?
Where the hell I was?
Remnants of last night came crashing down on me and I sighed as I recalled what happened.
One Dossam Hangman happened.
Fuck man. She messed up with my brain.
Dossam was one of a kind, a rare one, hard to find. She had those eyes that hid so much of pain in them, so much that I wanted to hide her away from the world.
Pushing the woman's body off me, I stood up stark naked before picking up my clothes. I found my socks behind the couch, like what even?
"Jackie..." The annoying voice of Julie reached my ears and I visibly cring
