15

Bailey's pov

I quickly put my dress back on properly, my heart speeding quickly.

I swallowed as I fixed my messy hair to hide those hickies her brother gave me last night after I washed my mouth to remove the stain.

"Bails?" Mira called out with another knock.

"Yeah, I'm almost done just a sec." I rushed out of my mouth and fixed my dress while praying that Mira wouldn't see those bruises on my neck.

Hoping I looked decent enough, I walked to the door and opened it. Mira is leaning against the opposite wall, arms crossed and feet too.

" Everyone seems to have already left." She sighed, pushing off the wall. I shifted out of her way.

"I need to pee so bad, it's like I could fill an entire bucket." She groaned and entered the bathroom swiftly. Usually I'd wait for her to get out and we'd talk on the way.

But right now, I was trying to avoid looking at her, so I made my way downstairs.

If upstairs was messy, then down here was worst. I could barely see the floor as I tried my har