I sat in one corner of the room in a complete daze. The voices in my head just keep increasing. I tried to channel my pain and hate in one direction.
Baby comes in to see me sitting on the floor with blood oozing from my hands.
"OMG Nancy what did you do?" he whispers as he kneels beside me and bandages my hand. A glass cut me without knowing, I didn't feel a thing. When I asked everyone to leave he didn't leave but stood outside the house.
Without another word he carried me to my room and set me on the bed. "I said I wanted to be alone", I whimper looking at him. He turns his back to leave, he opened the door and stepped out without saying anything to me.
~yeah right, you think he cares enough to put up with your tantrum ~
~ why are you sad, you asked him to leave ~
I was angry he left when I asked him to. I slight myself to sleep when I saw him coming back with a tray. My heart jumped at the sight of his presence.
