Safety-Igneous

I sweat as I lie her on the bed. I toss once more on top of the covers as the heat in my body flares.

My stomach sloshes with the amount of water I have drunk trying to stay cool. I rise from the bed in a rush to go into the bathroom. I flip on the shower and turn it to the coldest setting it can go.

Quickly removing my pants I step under the spray and moan in pain against the water hitting my skin. I grit my teeth knowing that I need to stay in longer.

My fist hits the wall in anger at having to go through this. The pain is unlike before and I feel as if thousands of needles poke at my skin. Tears fill my eyes with the pain, and I let the water wash them away. I should be with her. Only she can ease this feeling and this heat. I need her.

As my legs get tired from standing under the spray I sit on the floor of the shower glaring at the wall. This is all their fault. My parents have never cared a crap about who I spent time around. They had only met Sophie once and suddenl