She felt like he’d ripped something from her when she was left against the pillar cold and confused. Stomach in knots as pain made her head swim like she’d been hit over the head with a bat, Haven had been a wreck getting back to her dorm. In disbelief and trying to call him but the number not working, she went to the apartment.
And found no one there and their stuff on the curb as the landlord bitched about them leaving short notice and f*****g up the door. Not able to hear it as she struggled to breathe, Haven spent a week in a depression that hurt to look at. Her roommate and good friend trying to get her to shake it off leading to fate to do it’s thing, Haven was standing with her on the roof of the Chem building and wasn’t drinking.
Declining the red solo cup, the pale girl whispe
