Chapter 11

Alessa was waking back up in the same room with a canopy and a large closet. Her head, throat, and stomach churned, mainly because she remembered her confession to Kyle.

Her stomach gave a bigger lurch when her phone rang.

“Hello,” she weakly said.

“Did you finally lose your virginity?” Madison screamed on the other end of the phone.

“Shh—not so loud! I have a headache.”

“I went down to look for you today morning but you weren’t there so I guessed may—“

“What are you talking about?”

“You and James?”

“Me and James what? Nothing happened. I am sleeping in the room next to you, I think.”

“Why?”

If Alessa had to guess, it was Kyle who bought her up here—just like last time.

“I got a bit drunk yesterday. Not sure how I ended up here.” She truthfully said.

“Wait what? Did you really get that drunk with someone on your first date? That's so unsafe!” Madison berated.

“You were the one who orchestrated this whole thing!” Alessa yelled.

“I know—but I was expecting you to have your wits abou