sleep.
as a guest room. That clean laundry sharp smell again. I kept turning over and
the left. Show
It was brown then grey then clear. My shampoo was still in my bag. My cheap one from the drugstore. His shower h
stairs. Exactly where I left them. He didn'
ould be loud, right? Growling and chains or someth
. My socks were still wet.
same dark grey t-shirt. With a mug. Not drinking. Just holding it
hen I came in. H
't sleep,
back. My voice still sounded
d. Almost. "I d
t. S
ere else to stand. My hair was dripping on his
aid, nodding to the
h growled really loud. Like emb
e just got up and
et. For a big g
er. And an apple. He sliced the apple with a knife that lo
le slicing. Like he remembered
way over. The guards kept saying - they
for half a seco
I don't know why I asked tha
toward me. Not too c
you,"
shaking again. That teeth-cl
It tasted like nothing. T
ll. Rude. But I didn't care. "You didn't have to. Y
Too heavy. Like he was trying to memorize my fa
"Your ex. He offered. I said no. He left you anyway. In
e it was a bad word
. "A lot of p
lot of peop
ding.
eese and apple between
counter. He glanced at it. His
said before I c
ght away. He turned
n go back upstairs. Lock the door if you
s mug. Still full.
," I
sto
the... for the b
r carrying my bag. L
shoulder. Same as last ni
said. "You haven't seen w
g me with the apple slices and the too-sharp
ices. Even though
in. Let my ex see me eating in this mons
elong her
in the mud a
/1/130466/coverbig.jpg?v=a92c3e0a68def91ca3ae93ac876c5785&imageMogr2/format/webp)