Storm
"What the hell are you doing?" I pushed her hard. She stumbled back.
My jaw clenched, glaring at her in disbelief. I snapped out of my thoughts and came to my senses when she touched my face.
She stared at me, eyes wide like an addict, and then she suddenly laughed. Yup, she was high. She had been crying. Her mascara was smudged all over her eyelids and her makeup had melted.
This was not the Kate I knew.
She was completely different.
I realized that before, but she had gone worse than she had the day she came back.
"What are you up to, Kate?" An exhausted sigh escaped from me. I rubbed my hands over my face in frustration.
The practice had already started. I was sure they were looking for me at the moment. I was ready to join when I heard someone crying in the hallway. Curio
