"You're only sleeping with him because you won't allow anyone else to look after you!" I hear him step closer without even looking, my eyes closing as my hands clench into fists.
"I'm doing it because I care about Mikey's education and health! Chase doesn't hurt me like-. . ." I feel my muscles tense up and my mouth quiver. A sharp feeling fills my face and a lump in my throat prevents me from speaking. I can feel the tears wanted to start falling, but I won't allow it.
I can't allow him to comfort me.
"We didn't hurt you! You know we didn't! You're making yourself believe that it's all our fault when it's not. . ." I feel him grab my arm gently, and my eyes snap open to the feeling of something inside of me being tugged at. The soft sounds of giggling children fills my mind and I smack his hand away, listening as they fade away and leave an empty, black room.
"You know it is your fault. You did it to him." I feel him shiver as I raise my eyes to glare up at him one last time before walking inside the bar. I can feel his eyes follow until I turn the corner and head towards the bar. What a pain.
This will not be a peaceful day.