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I stumbled out of Milo's beat-up truck waving back at him and holding my stomach for dear life, praying I wouldn't projectile vomit onto the newly paved sidewalk.
" I had a g-great time!" He yelled grinning as he peaked his head out of the passenger side window. I yelled a curt "Me too." Shoving the keys into the lock and giving the door a hard push, the door flew open causing me almost to take a nose dive into the shoe rack.
My back pressed against the front door waiting for the wheezing engine to start and slowly chugging along, and after a deep breath, it did.
I let out a sigh of relief, kicking off my mud-crusted pair of shoes. I fiddled with the hem of my dress flicking off the dirt splatters, I sighed realizing there was no hope for this either.
I was locked into a hunch position on the bike for so long praying it wouldn't slide off the back, my spine let out unsettling cracks that I could feel through my entire body.
"Fuck have you been doing?" My heart almost came out of my chest, I squinted my eyes trying to locate the voice, unsurprisingly it was the cockroach that could never seem to find his way home. I took large strides up the stairs, and just like I thought loud footsteps followed me to the stairwell too.
Once I had reached the door to my bedroom, my hand gripping the old brass doorknob
I felt his large, cold, and callous hands engulf mine, stopping me from entering the only place l could hide from his constant haunting.
Why won't he just leave me alone?
"Why him?" He spat out in his typical judgemental tone, always thinking he was better than everyone else. I rolled my eyes at his entitlement, his grip tightened at my prolonged silence. One thing about Trystan Martyr was that he was always full of impossible questions.
The same questions I've grown tired of.
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YOU ARE READING
Why me?
Roman pour Adolescents• ♛ • • to love is to burn, and to burn is to feel everything • but how long can someone burn for? Heartbreak wasn't something foreign to Gwen, it was almost comforting knowing that the people she cared for the most could never care for her as much...
