Wrong Together

Laura - Her apartment

I close the door behind me, gulping and acutely conscious of my motionless heart and lungs. Leaning against the cold door, everything I've been holding back for the last several months rushes to the surface.

A deep breath.

"Fuck."

My body shakes as I release a heavy sigh.

Why do I always end up here? Why does my life keep getting complicated?

Every time I think I have it all figured out, I'm surprised by some new twist or turn. Why did my glamour break when he kissed me?

For me, pain doesn't come as a dagger. It's something I've embraced and doesn't feel sharp anymore. It just comes to shatter everything around me, showing me the void that's actually there inside me.

Before all hell breaks loose, I need to numb myself as much as possible. I sprint toward the fridge and take a look at Alisa’s stash.