Payton
It was extremely difficult to fall asleep that night with George snoring heavily beside me. His head was still lying on my chest, and his arm was wrapped around my stomach, keeping it so where if I moved, he would wake easily. I wanted to continue to cry for various reasons. Trent was the biggest reason. The possibility of ever seeing him again was slim to none. He had friends in high places, but surely those friends were no match for George and his people.
By morning I was covered in sweat from George being wrapped around me like an oversized blanket. I hated this man, but there was nothing I could do about it. George ruined my life and seemed to be back to finish w
