Chapter 24 : Hangover

*Dove*

My head was pounding like a bitch.

I was never drinking again. Those fruity drinks had been devil juice sent straight from hell.

I groaned, rubbing the side of my head, trying to soothe the pounding. The last thing I remembered was leaving the restaurant with Dylan and—

My eyes snapped open and I sat up in a very large bed. My hands patted my body and I sighed with great relief when I felt clothes. But then the relief was short-lived when I realized that I was in nothing but a long shirt that looked more like a dress on me.

“No, no, no…” What had happened to me? I tried to rack my brain trying to think back to last night but I was coming up blank. Dread and panic seeped into my body as I kept coming up blank.

I wasn’t in my hotel. This room was much larger than what I had checked into and from the view alone I knew that I was not in downtown LA.

“I need to get out of here.” The first place I would head to was the police station. Those idiots were going to pay for what