I Knew This Was Going to Happen

I wake up to darkness. My head pounds and I frown, groaning as I look down at my clothes.

I’m uncomfortable, sweating and I don’t even know what time it is. These types of naps are the worst. I sit up, dropping my head into my hands. It feels heavy, and it pulses painfully.

And just like that, all the memories of earlier today come rushing in. I breathe out and hold in my cry. I will not cry. No