Vic
I arrive home safe and sound. The headache has gotten worse. I close my eyes against the sudden glaring light of the sun.
Mmmm, I moan as the pain intensifies.
Shit…I just need to get into the house. I open my eyes, and open the garage door. I drive into the garage closing the door behind me.
I turn off the car, and make my way inside, cringing all the way to my room. I drop down on the bed, feeling like my head is being split into two.
I should get up and get some painkillers, but I don’t want to move…any movement I make goes straight to my head.
I lie there for a while with my eyes closed. My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I ignore it turning over to my side.
Maybe if I nap a little I’ll feel much better.
Painkillers first though, I think with a grunt as I get out
