My heels found the tiles, my mind was wavering and my breath shuddering, I didn't even realize Dace had stripped me of my clothes and taken off my shoes, carried me to the bath and turned it on, and left me there.
I stood as the warm shower wash the blood off my body, I finally got a grip of my body and hug myself, but I can't stop myself from thinking about the scene, the blood, fuck the blood, I panicked again as I grabbed the sponge and scrubbed my body until I was sure it came off, I whimper trying to calm myself down until I finally did.
I grabbed the towel and stepped out of the shower after I turned it off. I stilled when I found Dace cleaning off the blood on his body right at the sink, I flinched.
Our eyes connected through the mirror and a cold chill ran through me, his eyes were still a dark shade of gold but he looked away and used the white towel now painted red to wipe the remaining stain off his face.
