He's Terrifying

Erica

The weekend in Dallas caused something to shift deep inside of me. Why was I fighting against a relationship with Matt? I needed to talk things out with someone. I sat at my desk on Monday morning, trying to reason through how to force myself past the stone wall of fear that kept resurrecting inside of me every time Matt wasn't around. It was childish and quickly becoming an annoyance.

Lanie would be in class, but maybe I'd catch her on her conference time. I picked up the phone and walked to my door, closing it and pressing my back to it.

"Hey. You okay?" She sounded a little out of breath.

"Yeah. Just wanted to hear your voice." I squeezed my eyes closed and took a shaky breath.

"What's up? You don't sound okay. You sound like you're on the edge of tears."

"I am." I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose and slid down the door until my butt hit the ground. That I had on a skirt and my panties would be showing to the world outside my window was irrelevant. I was on the edg