Cleo rushed home the second I replied her text asking for my whereabout. I wanted to blow up at him so bad, giving a piece of my mind but I'm fully aware that I'm trying my best to limit negative energy during times like this that's why I left, and took deep breaths until my bestie's home for me to pour everything out.

For the next few hours, despite her presence as my personal clown, I'm still bothered by what happened with Owen so right after my shots, I decided to call it a night and head to bed.

Yep, those two shots still hurt like a bitch. And my...