Chapter 22

Mom's friend

"Hey!" He carried me to the bathroom and set me on the floor, holding me until my legs began to work properly.

“Remind me who was wandering around the city alone in the dead of night after numerous attempts on her life? Who jumped into the ocean for a dead body?" He tapped his chin in mock thought. "Let me think." He waited while I stood motionless in the bathroom with the door open.

"Now what? Can you help me undress?" I snorted and closed the door. Knowing I needed help but not wanting to ask for it, I kicked off the covers and tried to figure out how to get out of my shorts and sports bra without bleeding out. I knew that Clive and the drugs would take away most of the pain, but I still suffered from sudden painful spasms when I moved in the wrong direction.

I was finally able to remove my shorts and panties without hurting the wounds and let them fall to the floor. A sports bra is a completely different story. I repeatedly and unsuccessfully tried to remove it, sweat