Chapter Forty two

🍭 Chapter Forty-two 🍭

Peter Wellington

I groan as I take off my clothes. My arms are burning from the coffee maker Mike whipped me with. I broke my arm, but didn't let Karen know. She's going through a lot to bother herself about me. I'm a grown man, I can always take care of myself.

I take off the bandage slowly. When I successfully take them off, I stare at my arms. It's bruised all over. The pains and everything keeps itching and burning my skin continuously. I clean up my injury and bandage it again. When I finish, I plop myself down on my bed. Karen had asked me to come home and rest. I declined, but trust her to talk me into leaving. 

My phone rings, distracting me from my thoughts about Karen. I groan and pick up my phone that is lying beside me. I groan as I see the name flashing on my screen. I pick it up and place it on my ears. 

"Where are you at?" She asks. 

"None of your business." I fire, already stressed by al