Austin POV
Pain!
That's all I feel as I groan with every twist and turn I make in bed.
Wait, Bed?
I slowly sit up and my body aches like bloody hell. I hobble over to the mirror- a black eye, split lip, bruises along the length of my torso- it definitely wasn't a dream. However, I have no recollection of how I got home.
I return to sitting on the edge of the bed trying to recall everything.... anything.
A flickering memory...
"Are you sure? Because we can kill him for you, dump his body in the woods and tell the media it was a rouge attack."
I must have blanked out just then, because the next memory is of Jay lifting my limp body by the collar and dragging me out. "Keep what you saw here a secret" he growls "... or else-"
A knock sounds at the door, cutting short the memory.
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