Bath

Jessica

I still can’t get over the fact that Mike ran out of here like the apartment was on fire. I know he recognized my parents were at the club in that photo, but why did he freak out like that? This town isn’t big; maybe he met them that night and didn’t know how I would react? I haven’t brought it up since, but I have started a text so many times to ask, only to delete it. That is no longer a worry on my mind, at least not the last few days because the flu took me over too.

There’s a knock on the door, and I grumble as I stand wearily. Jackson has gotten over the flu, and luckily, Julie seems as healthy as a horse, so they are both at school. I feel like death, though, and I am only on day three of five of the flu. Damon has had Tabby check in on me every day, and I really do not want to see the perky bitch today, but I know she’s been ordered to check on me. Too bad she loves bringing up her relationship with Damon and just how happy they are.

Gag.

I unlock the door and open it