Chapter Thirty-Three: Morning Mess

Chapter Thirty-Three: Morning Mess

Samantha's POV

I woke up with a headache. “Shit!” I held my head. Why am I sleeping on the couch? Did he just kick me last night? I stood up with my eyes half-open.

“Damn, what happened?” I asked myself while standing in front of the mirror. My hair was messy, and I smelled something stinky. I looked around and didn't see Diego. I sighed before deciding to go for a shower.

After I was done, I saw Diego changing the couch's cover.

“What are you doing?” I asked him. He glared at me. What the heck is his problem?

“Why was I sleeping on the couch last night? Did you do something, Oldie?” I asked him. He stood up while looking at me.

“You don't remember vomiting on me?” he asked sarcastically. What? Wait! Shit! I slowly remembered what I did last night.

I bit my fingernails. He just glared at me. I laughed when I finally remembered.

“Sorry about that. I was drunk. I couldn't control it and had to puke,” I said, laughing. I walked to the bed and lay on it.