When I woke up, something was different, and I could feel it.
I got ready for school, in my red uniform, trying to leave as soon as I possibly could, but then the door slams closed in front of me.
"You aren't going anywhere until you pay the rent " Harry snarls, drunk as hell.
"I don't have any money " I tell him, honestly.
"I know you got a job." He says, coming closer so I can smell his breath. He smells like the entire apartment, all but my room.
The apartment smells the bottom of a bottle and not a perfume bottle.
"I don't have any money." I tell him.
----------------------------------------------------------------
What happens next??? You'll just have to read to find out
Want to ask me questions? See my behind the scenes? Even see my upcoming story sneak peeks?
Here you can request for a chapter read request as well as critique. There's even something better-talking to me about anything you want!