Rena’s pov

Waking up the next day was a hazard, I held my head with my two hands as it banged from too much alcohol, I didn't quite remember how and when I got home but I was sure Jena pulled that. I woke up to an empty bed, Jena was nowhere to be found.

That was an exaggeration, She is probably with her mother, those two are like Romeo and Juliet around each other and they make me miss my mum so much.

I struggled to stand up from the bed and went to the bathroom, to freshen up when Jena walked in.

“Oh, you're up babes, good morning”...