Pounding. That's all I felt in my skull. It radiated an annoying pain, which forced me awake. God...what happened yesterday? I looked down on myself and saw that I was still wearing the blue dress...ugh.
The door opened and in came Victor with a tray of food. "Good morning." He greeted, setting the tray down in front of me.
I eyed the food quickly. "What happened last night, Victor?"
"Nothing much. We ate and you got a little drunk and fell asleep on the way home." He shrugged, sitting down beside me on the bed. His bed. Damn it! I was in his bedroom again...
"That can't be...something else happened—" I gasped lightly in realization. "The two men! You killed two men!" I pointed at Victor. He raised his eyebrow.
"Killed two men? Jade, we only ate and went home. You may have dreamt it."
I ignored him and kept racking my memory, which was mostly blurry. "But...but something else happened before that...god, why can't I remember?" I hissed to myself in frustration.
"It's called having a hangover, Jade. You're excused from training today and Kelani will come over and give you something for your head-ache." He explained, patting my calf as he stood up.
"Yeah...okay..." I mumbled, running a hand through my still curled and knotted hair.
"Eat. I'll be back to check on you after training." He said as he went to the door.
"It's just a hangover, Victor. Nothing serious."
"Yeah, you're right," he shrugged. "But doesn't mean I can't come back to check on you."
I rolled my eyes. "Okay, whatever."
"Bye...love you."
"Bye."
He sighed softly and left.
I silently ate my breakfast, trying to remember what exactly happened last night. It couldn't have been a dream...it was too real. What was I doing before that happened, though? What were we doing?
Okay, I got ready for the date, went with Victor to the restaurant, we ate...I drank...I got drunk...we left and...I...I think I broke down or started crying about...I don't even know...but then what? Something happened in the middle.
That's when it hit me.
The vision of me and Victor...having a drunk make-out session. I face-palmed my face as I hard as I could. Damn it, why did I kiss him? Hell, that's not the right question; why the fuck did I almost have sex with him...in a car?!
Come on, Jade...you have priorities...but apparently not self-control. And why did Victor let me do that? Oh god...the headache was coming back. I groaned and pushed the tray off. Maybe a nice shower that'll take off last night's sweat will help...
Groaning again, I stood up and looked through Victor's drawers. Yeah, I wasn't walking to my bedroom.
I sighed as I took a t-shirt and some random sweat pants. Both clearly far too big for me but whatever.
I walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, stripped and stepped in.
I shook my head. Victor killed two men, and he just lied to me about it to my face. Did he really think I wouldn't remember? That I would just forget when he twisted the guy's neck? I shuddered as the cracking noise replayed in my mind. I mean, yeah, they were hijacking us, but he could have knocked them out, distracted them...anything! He knew that, I'm sure he did, but he decided to kill them. My feelings were mixed...my morale didn't let me be relieved that Victor sort of saved my life in my drunken midst of...drunkenness. But in that process he took two lives away...
