Crissy’s Point of View
I open my eyes slightly. My eyelids are heavy. I sit upright to wake up, my eyes closed. Giving out a yawn. Then stretching my arms above my head. My mouth dry, still struggling to keep my eyes open.
“Fuck, that was one intense dream,” I say while rubbing my head.
“That wasn’t a dream, love.” A voice came from beside me. I froze, and my eyes instantly opened. Wide awake. I slowly turn to my right and see Michael next to me.
“So, we…” I stop mid-sentence. Keeping my eyes fixed on him.
“We did.” Another voice came from the other side. Austin.
“Oh, shit!” I flung out of bed in a hurry. “All of us slept together?” My anxiety starts to kick in. I grab my pills from my top drawer. Grabbing a glass water that was on the side of my bed and drinking them. “I need to take a shower. If you guy have somewhere to be you can show yourself out.” While those words left my mouth, I rush into the bathroom. Slamming the door. Turning on the shower for the water to heat up.
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