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Time crawlsby slowly as I stay cuffed to my bed and unable to see a damn thing. I've tried everything to free myself from the handcuffs. I even try breaking my headboard, but it's pointless. I'm fucking stuck.
After at least an hour of work I manage to use my arm and my head to get the blindfold to slip off. My eyes blink a few times to adjust to the light, but when I see my body, I cringe. Written all over me in red lipstick are words.
Liar.
Fuckboy.
Karma.
Prick.
Killer.
Guilty.
All the things she thinks about me are there, written in bright red.
My phone rings from the living room, but there's no way I can get to it. Instead, I get to lay here, hopelessly staring at the key she left on my nightstand. Being cuffed to the far corner of the bed, there's no way I can reach it from here.
I finally give up and stop struggling.
Jace better come home soon.
IT FEELS LIKE THREEhours go by before the faint sound of the door shutting grabs my attention. Jace's voice echoes through the dorm, calling my name.
"In here!" I shout back.
The sound of his footsteps coming toward my door have never felt so good and so bad at the same time. The doorknob turns and he steps inside, but when he sees me, he breaks into hysterical laughter. I roll my eyes as he drops down on my bed, trying to catch his breath but unable to stop laughing.
"Let me guess—Tyeler?"
I flip him off as well as I can, but that doesn't help matters. "Can you at least get me out of this shit before you laugh at my pain?"
"I don't know. Maybe I should just leave you there. You're being a little hostile."
"London!"
"Okay, okay." He chuckles and grabs the key off of my nightstand. "Damn, she really did a number on you."
"She's a goddamn menace," I grumble, finally getting my hands free and massaging my wrists.
"How the fuck did that even happen?"
"How do you think?" Getting up, I go into the bathroom and grab a washcloth.
Jace leans in the doorway and watches me scrub the lipstick off of me. "My guess? She came in and seduced you, only to fuck you over."
"Ding, ding, ding. You're so smart."
He doesn't hide his amusement when some of the lipstick leaves a stain on my skin. Of course, it couldn't all just come off with ease. "Damn. Did you at least get a little action out of it?"
I roll my eyes and push past him to grab my phone. "No. And now I have the worst case of blue balls I've ever had in my life."
"Sounds painful."
"You don't even know."
The screen of my phone comes to life, and I see that the call I missed was Wyatt. I call him back and put the phone on speaker while I go into my bedroom to grab some clothes.
