Jenna's POV

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in my room, my brows creased as I sat up. The last thing I could remember was being in the taxi, how did I get home?

The door opened, and Emma walked in; she gasped lightly when she saw me awake. "Hey, how are you feeling?" she asked

"I'm okay." I tried to sit up, but a banging migraine hit me. "F*ck!!" I cussed, Emma tried to help me but I stopped her making sure to sit up by myself

"How did I get home?" I asked

"How else would you have gotten home?" She asked back with creased brows...