110. Rest in peace.

110.

Vera's POV.

I wake up with a wince leaving my lips and then searing pains shooting through my body.

I pause slightly, wanting to understand where the pain is coming from, and then like a train on speed, the memories hit me.

I start dry heaving as I remember how I left David in the restroom…

How I met Claire in the hallway glaring at me.

How she called me a bitch and I scowled.

Then, how I was heading back to the practice room when I saw someone running away from me.

"Who are you?" I had barked, chasing after that person but I couldn't see his face. I wondered what the person must have stolen but it was only when I was on the stage that I realized what they had done.

My heels broke, and that reminds me now that…I must have broken my ankle.

Out of fear, I screamed, bashing my eyes open only to feel a pair of hands grip me.

"Calm down, Vera. I'm here…"

Wildly, I roamed my gaze from the ceiling and then to David.

"You're here?" I asked, feeling the fear leaving my body.