Chapter Thirty-One

He gripped my hands and pulled me into bed.

"You are drunk" he whispered "Now sleep".

I made to grab him again. but he gripped both of my arms and turned me to face him, and that's how we slept off. I woke up the next day, and it was as though a parade was going on in my head; my head was pounding so hard, I could swear someone set a disco stereo on my head.

"So this is what they call a hangover," I said to myself. I was holding my head with both hands. I sat down, adjusting to the edge of the bed while trying to hide from the sunlight.

"This is what being a vampire is all about," I asked myself. I remembered the show Grace and I had put up yesterday, and I wondered if Grace was fine. This was the first time we drank together. Even though it seemed like my head was going to fall off, I still didn't regret drinking with her.

I was smiling over our drama yesterday when I remembered her one-night stand with Ray. I instantly felt the urge to check up on her, so I fumbled on the bedside ta