57: Mind of it's own

A door clicked shut in the distance, stirring me partially awake. I opened my blurry eyes and saw how dark everywhere was.

I turned to the other side of the bed and opened my eyes completely. "s**t," I muttered as I sat up.

How did I sleep the whole day? I literally got nothing done and the only thing I've been doing is having a nap.

I swung my legs over the end of the bed, and I stood, feeling so f*****g tired that I groaned.

My legs connected to the slippers on the floor and I pushed my legs inside. I stood up and walked to the restroom cause I needed to take a piss.

When I was washing my hands, I glanced up at my bloodshot eyes in the mirror and the frown on my face. The frown that appeared the moment I remembered my father's visit.

Shortly after that, I returned to the room and picked up my ……