I stayed in my room for three hours, ignoring all of the guys that came to check on me.

I felt drained.

I had cried for hours and I had nothing left. I felt empty, I felt used and I felt dirty and disgusting.

Would the feeling ever get any better?

I sniffed and rubbed my eyes, forcing myself to sit up right. I glanced at the cold plate of food that Carter had brought me and pushed it to the side.

"Come on, Daisy," I said to myself and stood up. "Stop being so damn pathetic." I grabbed a bundle of clothes and made my way into the bathroom...