I have excellent thinking, drying yourself with a hair dryer was a good idea,when you can't move.
Leah lays me down gently, but the glass is still there,thank god it doesn't go any deeper. In a second I feel fingers in my hair, gently scratching my scalp. I stiffen and relax into the touch. I felt warm air around me,it wasn't Leah's breathing.
It could be Andy's.
Panic sets in my heart and I start sweating profusely. Please,don't be Andy. I heard a switch flick on,only hair dryers have switches. Thank god for that.
A few minutes have passed and Leah turns the hair dryer off, I shiver instantly,I need warmth badly.
"You're dried up."
I know that Leah,but I'm unable to open my eyes,or form an answer. I just shiver in response.
"Please," I say,shivering. I pretty much sounded like a sub.
She wraps me in ton of blankets and dozes off next to me,I must have tired her,after all she was taking care of me.
I wonder why no one was there at Starbucks, maybe Leah did walk in,but I must've been too wrapped up while getting attacked by that bastard.
I was going crazy by every moment, we had school on Monday,which was horrible. I hated school with a passion,not to mention, HE would also be there. And so will be Rod.
I started to him a song in mind.
Fall,fall,fall,scattering
Fall,fall,fall,everything
I can't do it anymore,it feels like shit
Look what you've done to me
But you're my everything
But you're my everything
But you're my everything
I need you now,
Why did I fall in this,
And say good bye alone?
I need you now,
You're beautiful
The sky is blue,and the sun is clear,
So you can see my eyes clearly.
Why do I keep coming back?
It goes round and round....
YOU ARE READING
ANNE
General FictionLife has many questions,some which make sense while others don't. Some may risk your life,or some which will change your life in various ways,and lastly,some questions which may remain unanswered till life ends. Could a girl,around in her late teens...
