Finding My Lost Self [to be edited]

Chapter 18 - Now I'm officially a pervert. I'm going to hell.

My face fell and I raised an eyebrow at her, "Martina, be serious. I wasn't bleeding." I said seriously.

She shook her head and looked back at me, "No, Sam. you were. Literally." She said quietly. A chill went down my body. I hated blood and everything about it. this was bad. I started to panick.

She continued, "I found you on the floor in a deserted hallway and your head was bleeding," She clarified. I gulped nervously. I didn't like it when blood went outside my body.

"B-but, how did I get here?" I asked in confusion. I was confused about the whole situation.

"Tyler drove us here," she said easily.

Tyler.

Memories of that dance last night rushed through my head. I was starting to zone out but then I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts.

Martina spoke up again, "This is my parents' home, though. So it might be a bit far from your house." She said matter of factly.

I nodded but then an uneasy feeling landed inside me. We were in her parent's house and not her grandma's, so this meant one thing.

He was here.

I shook my head again and looked at her, "You wouldn't believe the thriller movie I lived in last night!"

I exclaimed excitedly, deciding to tell her about the kiss that a stranger stole from me. Also I told her the whole story of my bizarre first kiss and how I felt that it was from the silent boy. I showed her the note that was in my purse and she raised an amused eyebrow when she read it.

I couldn't help but think of how messed up my life is. I don't even know the name of the guy who took my first kiss. I mean, who the hell does that?

"Wow." Martina whispered blankly. I could tell that she was completely shocked. My   more like one huge horror movie.

I just shrugged my shoulders, "Unbelievable, huh?" I said. She chuckled and shook her head.

"No, girl... I mean, your life is like a roller coaster." She said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, where's my dress?!" I asked. This question had been nagging at the back of my head for so long already.

"I changed your clothes and sent it to get dry cleaned. It was so messed up from the party and the alcohol," She explained and I nodded.

What about my mom? Does she know that I'm here? I was about to ask martina when she spoke up,

"I texted your mom and told her you were at my house." She said with a smile. I let out a sigh of relief. I was glad that I had Martina to cover everything up for me.

"Oh thanks god." I said and she let out a chuckle.

"Anyway, I've got to go. I'll just go get some grocery from the market down the road," She said. "Do you need anything?" She said as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. She was wearing jeans and a band T-shirt already, so I assumed she didn't need to change. 

I shook my head. "No, thank you. Just have a good time," I said and she rolled her eyes. I knew for a fact that she hated getting the grocery. I just chuckled.

"If you want to eat or drink, the kitchen is the first door downstairs." She said with a smile then just went away.

So, here I was. 

Alone.

I grabbed my purse and searched for my cell phone. I didn't find it. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion then I looked around in case it fell or something. I found it on the nightstand and it was plugged into a charger.