Chapter 9

FOUR YEARS AGO

I was crying as I ran inside our dorm room. Thank god, it was open and Carrie was there with someone. It was one of the guys on our floor with whom she flirted on a daily basis. I immediately stopped and put the loose strands of my hair back behind my ear, as I rubbed away the salty tears streaking unknown patterns on my face. The guy moved around the room as he shuffled on his feet when he saw me coming through the door and Carrie mirrored him. They exchanged concerned looks with each other as they stopped laughing.

“What-what happened?” Carrie’s voice came in waves, like the rustling of the leaves on a late autumn day. "Did something happen, Ange?"

“Nuh-nothing. Nothing that important unravelled to begin with.” I tried to keep myself from crying a new river all over again. “Just-just these rude guys on the campus. They-they tried to catcall me and stuff.” I thudded my ass on the sofa in the living room, getting rid of the satchel I was carrying all day around with me