Mia's POV: I woke up to the sound of something crashing on the floor. I hurried to Jake's room, too afraid to check my own. "Are you okay? Did you fall?" I asked, worried about him. "I told you not to walk two steps out of that fucking bed of yours and you- AH!" I cried, instantly groaning in pain when my legs landed on something sharp. I sat on the floor with pain, water seeping into fibres of my jeans. "Don't come here, Mia! I think I broke-what the hell! You stepped on the broken glass vase!" Jake said,