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Matt
"Skylar, I know you just woke up, for fucks sake, But where the hell is Novah?!"165Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqDVKyA8fpl
"I don't know, Matt. Trust me, she has it figured out. She's okay." Skylar says groggily. Uncaringly.165Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXPY8MpE3oj
"And how the fuck would you know?! It's not like you know where she is! Does she even have her phone on her?! God, you're such a fucking bitch..." I hang up and sigh, running my hand through my hair.
Novah isn't answering her phone, she's not with Skylar, at the dorm rooms. I've tried calling her from several different phone numbers. It's now late afternoon and no sign of her. I see flashbacks in my head.....it feels like slow motion. A replay of what happened.165Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbVpuzJZErq
I start to feel dizzy and run to the bathroom. Just as I push open the door, vomit spills out of my mouth and all over the bathroom rug.
I drop to the floor and rest my head in my hands.
Hundreds of thoughts zip through my head at the speed of light.
It's fuzzy. There's so much noise in my head. Mumbles, whispers, screams.
"Shut the fuck up!" I yell out. To nobody.
A tear spills out of my left eye and I quickly wipe it.
I stand up, steadying myself, and take a deep breath.
I turn on the faucet and wash out my mouth. I pick up my toothbrush and squeeze some Colgate on it.
I quickly and hastily brush my teeth, trying to rid myself of the nasty taste that was sitting in my mouth.
I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and notice that my skin has paled and I look clammy. Almost ghostly.165Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyqbko1muWM
"Get a grip, Matt," I mutter to myself.
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