Blessing

Lucas POV

Frowning I could hear talking but couldn’t make out what was being said. I wanted to yell at them to shut the fuck up, my head was pounding but I couldn’t seem to get the words out. The more I tried to focus the more I felt like I was clawing my way out of a fog.

My body wanted nothing to do with helping me out. I tried to remember where I was, was I at home? You know the feeling you get sometimes when you first wake up and you don’t recognize your room as your own. Only I couldn’t wake up. What the hell had I been doing? Did someone drug me? Was Taylor...

Taylor, it all came crashing down on me faster than I had been prepared for. It was like rapid flashbacks hitting me, none of them making much sense at first. Taylor and I had a fight, her in that dress, us in the elevator, fucking her in my office, leaving, killing Chase, his blood splattering on me, Taylor and me leaving the club then...the car. I remembered the sound of sha