~ JESSE ~
I sat on the end of my bed, my trembling hands clasped in my lap, and my entire body… vibrating.
I didn't shake. I hummed. I was afraid to move, because it seemed like if I did my bones might actually disintegrate. And yet, I had never felt more alive.
Conflicting emotions roiled through me- anger, rage, hate, self-pity, the desire for revenge… But for the first time in my life, the stronger those feelings got, the stronger I felt.
Whatever was happening within me, it was strong.
So strong I feared it might wash me away if I gave into it.
So I sat there, praying and pleading with God to help me figure this out, because I needed to get out of here… and yet.
I was a mess. So I sat. For hours.
I have no idea how much time passed. But at some point, I startled when the door opened suddenly. I didn't know if I'd fallen asleep, or they were just quiet getting to the door. But I sucked in a breath and reflex pushed me to my feet.
