Blake's POV
I don't know how long I've been here—laying on the bathroom floor—throwing up. Crying. Shivering. Sweating. Wishing I was dead. What did these people do to me? I feel
Blake's POV
I don't know how long I've been here—laying on the bathroom floor—throwing up. Crying. Shivering. Sweating. Wishing I was dead. What did these people do to me? I feel