Troubled

Maya.

Looking dejectedly at my phone, I flung it to the other side of the twin bed. It had no sightings that I was interested in seeing.

Well, I would say that I was too disturbed to use the phone that Peter had procured for me the day that I had asked for it. He had also gotten me a job at one of the café's.

Wheew. I can't wait to get back to it. Maybe if I was working, my mind wouldn't be thinking of what had happened last night. From the miniature kiss to the brashiness of Adam, to the presence of his other two brothers.

I shook my head, and stretched my hand toward the makeshift table for the drug. Picking up the container, I gasped when I noticed that just one pill was remaining.