Chapter 67 Do We Have A Chance?

• My heart beats a little faster as I look around. The unfamiliar, yet so familiar room, sends me into a minor panic. I jump out of bed and become tangled in the quilt, which sends me crashing to the floor. The door springs open and Chris rushes to my side, helping me up. A headache takes root at the base of my skull.
• My mind flashes back to the confrontation with Justin. Cole brought me here. I look down at myself and the heat of embarrassment rises in my cheeks.
• I’m wearing a long t-shirt that reaches just above my knees. My cheeks flush even brighter when the smell of the shirt tells me who it belongs too. My instinct tells me to run, to hide under a rock from sheer embarrassment.