Six_K.I. Lynn
Being on my period didn’t help, nor the trip with him to a pharmacy, the hormonal shift making my depression worse.
Purple and yellow still covered my skin, but ever so slowly waned away.
Six’s eyes were on me, as they had been for days. I hardly spoke, just stared out the window as he stared at me.
Sex wasn’t the same. I wasn’t the same. The whole fucked-up situation wasn’t the same, and I desperately wanted to brighten up, to sass him back like usual, but I just didn’t have the energy for it.
Cabin fever made my skin itch, and hours on the clock ticked by in slow, repetitive succession.
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