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My head snapped back at his coarse words

“Fuck you”

He looked down at his bare wrist then back to ain”

Tears burned the backs of my eyes

He was right, but I’d never say that I was having a hard ti, I woke up desperate and sweating fro They were a otten from when I was little, and scenes froot so mixed up in my mind that at times, my stepdad’s face was multiplied on each of the shooters I couldn’t cope

I’d immediately reach for Ca else He always co inside of me when he wasn’t even fully awake yet It happened over and over again, soht

We’d begun sleeping with a fan in our room to air-dry our sweaty bodies, and by the ti, I was sticky and sht before

“I need to go out to my parents’ place today,” Cam finally said quietly “They can’t keep sleepin’ at a hotel now that they’re lettin’ Lily head home”

“They’re discharging her?” I asked in surprise

“Yeah” He scratched at his face, then dropped his hands “Can’t find nothin’ wrong with her Can’t keep her there”

“She can’t see That’s what’s wrong with her!”

“Physically, she’s fine,” he snapped back “It’s all in her fuckin’ head”

He shot to his feet and twined his fingers together behind his neck as he began to pace

“That can’t be right,” Isee”

“I gotta get goin’,” Cam said abruptly “Gonna try and clean up out there”

I wanted so badly to tell him I’d help him I kneouldn’t ask anyone else because he wouldn’t want them to see his reactions to the destruction the attack had left behind But I couldn’t o back to Casper and Farrah’s

I couldn’t go there ever again

“I’ll be here when you get back,” I said finally as his eyes searched my face

I wasn’t sure what he was looking for—what he was trying to find—but after a few seconds, he nodded and leaned down to kiss me I was passive as his lips pulled at mine

“Be back later,” he said gruffly, then strode out of the room

I glanced down at the book on the floor a few feet away, but I couldn’t find the arab it Instead, I stared at the side of the pool table and let my mind drift

“Hi, I’ to a stop in front of the old lady sitting in my backyard

“Nice toout to shakeperson

“You can call me Trix if you want” I shook her hand as hard as I could

“Alright, then” She gave o “My name is Rose, but you can call me Gram”