GENESIS
I screamed, venting my frustration, pain, fear and exhaustion at no one in particular. How could Jordan insinuate that I had done everything on purpose? I was hurt, I was scared, and yet he had the guts to come into my room and tell me how mad I was. Maybe, I was mad.
I knew what I saw, I knew what I felt, his voice. Just like it had been the first time I heard him speak. His smile, his touch. I was so angry at Jordan and also disappointed in myself. I still didn't understand why I was always looking for something different, thinking he would be better or change or act like an actual person with correct reasoning. The past few days I had been expecting too much from him and got disappointed every time.
I shook my head and pushed off the thought of Jordan from my mind. I had mo
