Chapter 40: Not Exactly A Disney Princess

It was still dark outside when my phone dinged the next morning with an early morning text from Kendra.

“You still alive? How’s everything going with your cowboy?” she wrote.

I tried to unlock my phone with my bandaged fingers. But try as I might, my phone would not unlock. My head and hands both ached terribly, so I got up and slipped into the bathroom to find the Tylenol. But after several failed attempts, I wasn’t able to open the Tylenol either.

I could not stand feeling so helpless, I was overcome with anger that I threw the bottle at the wall, causing it to explode all over the bathroom.

Marcia knocked on the door. “Need some help?” she whispered.

“I can’t use my own f*cking phone, and I can’t get the g*ddamn Tylenol open!" I growled angrily. "Also, I am pretty sure I’m going to vomit and I can’t even hold my own hair back!”

Marcia opened the door, retrieved the bottle, and began picking the pills up off the floor.