Chapter Thirteen

LYLA

I twisted the chrome handle of the shower, letting the cold water run onto the gray tile then slide down the drain. I waited until I saw the vapors of the heat mixing with the cool floor to step inside.

Once I was under the water I closed my eyes and lifted my chin to let the liquid beat against my face. The heat washed a thick layer of worries off of me, making me feel clean and rejuvenated. If only it could cleanse the disaster brewing inside of me.

A few seconds into my wash the smell of copper flooded into my nostrils. I wiggled my nose, certain that I was just smelling things. Then a metallic taste settled on the tip of my tongue.

My eyes flickered open, watching as the red water caked over my body. I dipped out of the stream of blood tinted rain, wrapping a towel over me. My heart throbbed in my ears and a horrifying scream blasted out of my mouth.