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WILD DREAMS

You shouldn’t have played the wife.

I hate it when people tell me what to do.

Zach. His happy face stares at me through the photograph and I feel a weird sensation within me.

He left me. There, alone. What would I have done if Nate hadn’t reached? What COULDN’T have happened?

Was he not drunk, at all? Zach… set me up? No.

Bile rises in my throat and I feel hot tears streaming down my face. There is a fire of anger and pain mixed. My knees give away and I slide down, against the wall, wrapping my arms around myself.

“Alanna! I told you to sit-whoa, whoa, hey. What happened?” Nate crouches down in front of me and holds my arms. I look up at him, his concerned eyes and it makes me cry even harder.

“I, wanted water.”

“Didn’t I say I was bringing that? Here, drink this.” He holds up a glass to me and I shake my head.

“Not this. Just water.”

“Alright, alright. Here.” He grabs the bottle and helps me gulp a few mouthfuls.