Blood Spots in the Hallways
"Hey. I'm sorry about her." I turn around to the horrible sound of Ethan's sickly sweet voice. "Huh. Didn't know you gave a fuck about how I've been feeling recently." "Taylor..." he says in a cautious tone, as if I'm a pile of rebellious teenage baking soda just inching it's way towards a puddle of vinegar. I sigh. I...