I sat on the bed and started dialing Hayden; it was almost midnight and he still hadn't arrived.

"Where are you?" I asked with concern.

"In the kitchen," he replied.

I immediately got up and left the room; it was strange that I hadn't heard the door open. When I got to the kitchen, I saw him putting a cloth on his face.

"What happened to you?" I asked with concern.

I approached him and took the cloth off; he had a huge bruise on his cheek.

"I got into a fight with Carlo, but he ended up worse than me," he told me with a smile.

Carefully, I pressed...