DANGER PART 2-E

ASTRID'S POV

I groaned in pain and my hands flew towards my head. My hands traced a bump and something warm. I brought my hands nearer to my eyes and opened my eyes slowly. As I adjusted to the dim-lit room, I made out blood in my hands. The smell of iron-strong and from the trickling pain I had over my head, I knew I was hit with a hard object.

My eyes scanned the room and I saw my assaulter sitting across me with a smirk on his lips. Miller Smith! My first instinct was to run but I knew better and scanned the room. I saw a tall, buff guy sitting on the edge of a bed with another man. So, it's 3 against one. Woah, so he is trying to finish what he could not do back in high school. What an asshole.