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Recovery

Why aet out?

I can’t block out the sounds in s that scald me deep inside

Panting Grunting

Hissing Sighing

Heavy sweat Screams

Tears blinding me

I jolt awake, panting raggedly, e bedroohts are on I’m still here In Draco’s bedroom

My heart thunders, and I s the dry, gravelly lu the sheets, sticky sweat built up on the back of my neck

I look toward the alarm clock 6:02 pm He’s still not here It’s been hours Where in the hell is he? He said he would be right back

Whenceases, visions of the axe tattoo blind me, and I press the palhly in hopes that it will suppress thedown my spine

My body is filled with anxiety; my stomach has been flipped upside down Even if I wanted to eat, I wouldn’t be able to I was ready for revenge before, but nownow I’m just out of it I bla me

They’ve y Distant

I push out of the bed and walk to theThe sun has set now, half a golden disk perched atop the horizon The sky is filled with splashes of pink and lavender and a slight trace of orange

The sapphire water shi I liftit open so I can take in a draft of the warh parted lips

The sound of the large waves running up to the shore relaxes me

I keep theopen and walk back to bed, sitting on the edge The breeze is cool enough to chill the heated parts of ht

It caught my attention when I first laid down

It’s a weapon wall, swathed in burgundy fabric and bordered in black

There is the e inside, seeing it there It still has blood on the sharp, silver blade, but not much

There are his gold brass knuckles, a few pocketknives, a butcher knife, and a gun