Chapter 10

By the time my alarm blared, I had been up for about two hours. My mind refused to let go of the things I witnessed last night. Breaking and entering the crime scene that was Amelia’s apartment, actually seeing a myriad of hardcore d****, and lastly, but this was the worst, watching Don break down completely. I imagined myself last year and wondered how I would have reacted if someone had told me that I was going to see these things; I most definitely would have derided the person to the ends of the earth.

Yet, here I was.

I lugged myself out of bed and headed into the bathroom. I caught my reflection in the mirror and sighed. My pale skin was pasty to look at, my face...God, my face was a shit mess. My hair was okay, just the usual case of bed hair, but my eyes were bloodshot and had the darkest circles underneath them, and my lips were swollen and chapped. I looked like a psychotic zombie going through a hard time.

And to be fair, I looked better than I fe