Chapter 30
THIRTY
LANA
A groan leaves me as my eyes flicker open.
Fuck, what time is it?
I remember getting home from Cole’s last night and passing out afterwards on the couch, but I don’t remember moving myself to the bed.
Usually, I’m up with the sun, but it feels like it’s already afternoon.
My limbs ache, and my entire body feels like it’s on fire while my head pounds.
I guess the exhaustion finally caught up to me, weakening my immune system in the process.
I crawl out of bed, standing on shaky legs and dizziness washes over me. I grab onto the nightstand, using it to stay on my feet until the fogginess clears and stumble into the kitchen.
I grab a few bottles of water from the fridge and some cold and flu medicine from the cabinet before making my way back to bed .
I’d kill for a shower right now, but there’s no way in hell I’ll be able to stay standing for so long without collapsing.
I grab my phone, sighing when I see it is in fact afternoon, and send off a text to Dare.
Going off the grid for a few days. Don’t worry about me. I’m fine.
There, that should stop him from flying off the handle if he doesn’t know where I am.
And now I can die in peace.
What? I’m dramatic when I’m ill, okay?