WEAK

WEAK

“Don't leave.” I say quickly.

He watches me carefully, my hand in his.

“I don’t think I can do this alone.” I tell him truthfully as my throat worked.

He squeezed my hand as we watched the door to my house, dreading the person and the conversation that awaited us on the other side.

When I paid for the house, it was my sanctuary. A place I call home. And now, she has contaminated it as well.

Braving it, I input my passcode. Vaughn made a noise at the back of his throat that makes me blush. His birthday was my passcode.

“I forgot this was your first time here. Now you’ll be here with the virus.”

“I’ll try to be the anti virus that takes away the virus.”

That warms my heart. I definitely did not need to move out after she leaves. I just have to sprinkle salt in her wake.

“Look what we have here, the old bat left her cave. Whose blood have you come to suck?”

I say when I see her standing by the window. Looking out to the rest of the world with disdain.