Chapter 7 Tears & Temptations

Vikram’s PoV

My mouth tasted like metal while my head was pounding like someone was beating inside my skull with a hammer.

I winced when I opened my eyes as the light peeked inside through the window, everything was blurred for few seconds before I composed myself, I was on the kitchen floor, the weird smell clinging in the air making me nauseated.

Not finding the energy to stand up, I kept laying there, on the cold tile, trying to piece it together.

And then it hit me.