I lied," I say still looking at his lips, he opens his eyes and gazes over at me.
"Uh oh," he whispers, not breaking eye contact. I am suddenly aware of his lingering stare. He looks at me everywhere, every inch, there was no hiding from it. His ga...
I WAKE TO AN ICY WET SENSATION ON MY FACE AND IT JOLTS ME UP. In the process I nearly concuss Ezra, who has nursed me back to health. He presses my shoulder down gently, back into the bed, his bed.
I look around confused. I didn't walk here. And he damn sure did not carry my unconscious body blocks down the street. Realization flecks his pretty eyes, as tears begin to form in mine.
I feel like a shell of a person, i'm afraid to speak, I don't want to say anything to anyone ever again. "Nora, your face," Ezra reaches, I shoo his hand away, without thinking.
"I don't care about that." It's barely a croaked whisper, I screamed my lungs dry.
"Nora, I care." He says, almost angry. He reaches to put the ice back on, but I shoo him again, angrier.
I don't have anymore tears, my head is spiraling out of control. Thinking of ways to kill Jackie, thinking of ways to run away. I fucking hated it here.
"How did I get here?" I manage to get out, with anger and accusation. My cheek stings, I ignore it.
His silence is so loud, I stand to my feet, finding my answer in his avoidant eyes.
"I'm leaving, now." I say quietly, heading towards the door.
"No," He's stern and before I know it he's in front of me.
