12 I'll do it

Alejandro's POV I peeled my eyes opened to a pounding headache. My eyes which was half parted slowly opened wide to see the ceiling which looked strange. My eyes slowly wandered the room as I tried to think of how I came here. I stood up and sat on the sofa which I had been lying on, with my eyes looking around. "Where the fuck am I?" I muttered, my eyes slowly squinting. My eyes widened in shock, when I saw a picture hanging on the wall. It was none other than Marilyn. What was I doing here? How I did I find myself here? What happened last night? My head was hurting badly and all I wanted to do was have a cup of coffee but with me in Marilyn’s room, I could only hope I was in a dream right now. "What the hell" I whispered, as I slowly stood up. "Don't tell me that I am…" I paused and swirled around to understand the whole thing, and that was when I realized where I was- Marilyn's poorly furnished room which disgusted me to the core. The room had white painting which now looked