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Jace had removed all the knives and forks from the kitchen and replaced them with plastic utensils

It had been like a slap to the face, and I’d ended up going into the bathroo into a towel so Jace wouldn’t hear ers into my arm until there’d been several se for the bruises to last long or be noticeable, but my heart felt like it had been torn from my body

I hadn’t confronted Jace about the silverware

I’d kept hoping so did Toabove deck while I read or watched TV in the bedroo to someone on the phone Since he’d told me himself that the only person he was in communication as Dalton, I’d known it was the handso to spend his time with instead of me

My anxiety continued to build as alked Another five minutes passed before we reached our destination

It was a ss was spelled out in red plastic letters on theto the movies, but he hadn’t said which one

“It’s a n in one of the stores that they were playing it all this week”

I stared at the letters for a long tiether and I realized it was because I was crying

He’d remembered that I’d said it was my favorite movie

“Caleb?” Jace asked in concern when I stopped following him “Are you okay?”

I let out a watery laugh, then shookasshole,” I whispered, then I turned on

“Wait, what’s wrong?” Jace asked as he caught up to rabbed my arm

“Lord of the Rings?” I asked “You gonna fuck ain now too, Jace?” I bit out

“What—”

“Is this how it’s going to be?” I practically spat as I began walking again “You treatnice and I’ yourself to look at me? Maybe I blow you or let you fuck ain?”