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Jesse's Pov:

I awoke drenched in sweat in my bed. I got up and swung my legs out of bed grunting hard at the pain in my side. I gasped and let out another breath trying to not move my chest as I breathed in. I felt another shift in the bed and looked behind me seeing only the back of some random girl I must of brought home. Jesus, what a wreck I've become.
I tried to stay quiet and just got up and walked to my kitchen, waking sunny my dog she got up and followed me.
I looked at my watch
6:20 am.
I walked slow still holding my side to the Backdoor and let the dog out into the back yard. I made it to the kitchen finally. I went though my medicine cabinet trying to find anything that would ease the pain my body was in. Finding nothing and still being in pain I went to the fridge and grabbed my Handel of crown liquor. Not even getting a glass out I sat on the couch and took a couple swigs of liquor.
And fell back asleep.
The dog barked waking me. Finishing what was left of the bottle I got up and I let sunny in the house. This time feeling less pain I was able to walk like a normal person. I went back to the bedroom seeing again the back of a random girl wearing my blue shirt. Her face was facing the other way seeing how she had rolled like into a human burrito in my covers.
I sighed. Clearing my throat I shook her and she moaned.
"Excuse me miss you need to wake up and leave by the time I get out of the shower you have 20 mins." No response from the girl.
I scratched my head, and shook the girl wrapped in my comforter again.
"Yes?" Said a voice
Did you hear what I said? I said again waiting for a reply.
"Yes"
I went to the bathroom and turned on the lights. I stripped naked and got in the shower. By the time I got out and got to my closet I changed into new clothes and a nifty black Nike muscle tank and basketball shorts. I noticed the girls clothes all over the floor.
I sighed.
I left my short hair messy since I had towel dried it. Walking out of the bathroom I stopped a the mirror. My appearance a little unsettling. My left eye literally a dark purple color. I stepped closer looking at myself. I touched my eye wincing in pain "fuck" I mumbled to myself.
I must of gotten into a fight last night I don't remember though.

I walked back into the bedroom the girl was gone.
Good.
I found my phone and walked back into the kitchen and plopped down on the couch.
I let out a grunt when my body hit the sofa I'm completely sore on one side.
I laid there and tried to think what all I did last night and who the mysterious burrito covers girl is. I bet it's Layla
I sighed.
I heard the back door open and not bothering to get up from my sofa I knew it was her.
"Dam Layla did you like beat me up last night or what?" I said being funny.
No response.
"Layla?, really though babe I'm sore as hell and I have a black eye I can't remember what we did?"
"Uh not exactly" relied another voice. It was familiar but not Layla's.
I got up and to my surprise was looking at Emily standing there in my basketball shirt and shorts. Which were too big on her.
I ran my fingers though my messy hair.
"Emily"? I said.

"So that's what Laylas into" Emily laughed.
I walked over to her still in confusion.
"Makes sense" Emily said still chuckling.
I pointed at her not knowing what to say.
"Yes?" Emily said.
"Did we?" I said in a low voice
"NO no we didn't don't worry." She said back in a hurried tone.
I kept pointing at her.
She pushed my finger away.
"Don't point it's rude." She said sarcastically flipping her hair back as she walked away from me returning to the bedroom.
I just stood there.

"How are you here?" I asked following her back into my bedroom.
"How?" She said back to me laughing.
She started undressing and putting her clothes back on.
I just stared she caught me staring at her and I looked down.
"Well as to how- you let me drive your jeep here."

"I what." I said looking back at her now.
"Yep, plus you got into a fight and you have a couple broken ribs and that wonderful black eye of yours."

"Oh" I said trying to think back.
"Yeah so pack a bag your coming with me this weekend."
"What"I said scratching my head.
"Technically your my responsibility because my ex boyfriend is the one who beat you up and I have to go home this weekend."
She finished getting ready and stared texting on her phone.

"I can't I have shit to do" I said
"Like....." She said waiting.
"My last final is next week and I have a dog so I can't just leave her."
"Clint is going to watch her and we both know you don't study for finals so I don't see anything holding you up."
I rolled my eyes "bossy"

"Be ready at 2! later Jesse".
She walked to the front door and left getting in one of her friends car.

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