Chapter Forty-five

Storm's POV

I woke with a splitting headache, oh goddess why did I have to drink so much last night? I tried to find a more comfortable position on the bed but It was no use since my head didn't let me move.

I heard legs shuffling around but I couldn't open my eyes to see who it was. Noah's pine smell hit my nose and I relaxed.

He tapped my right leg, " Hey sleepyhead, it's time to wake up. You have to compete today." His words sent a chill down my spine, I had to compete today. I couldn't compete, not with this raging headache.

"I can't, leave me alone to die," I whined and stretched on the bed, snuggling into the duvet.

He tapped me again. "Come on now, you can die after your competition. I didn't ask you to get shit-faced drunk last night. You should have stopped yourself because of today's competition."

" Ah, I couldn't, I was pissed at Amber and needed an outlet. The alcohol was there, it was calling out to me." I sniffed and rubbed my still-closed eyes.

"Well, you should have