Talking it Out

I fell asleep. I’d gone into my room, so irritated and upset, I was ready to punch someone, but then, after I settled on my bed, I fell asleep, still thinking about everything that was going on with Liam, Ben, and Starla. I hadn’t wanted to let it be, like Sam had suggested, and wait for Ben to get home, but I’d caved when he’d asked me to give it some time before I went and confronted Starla. 

I’d fallen asleep thinking that was a mistake.

When I opened my eyes, it was late afternoon. The sun was still up, but it was starting to go down. It cast a haze through the curtains, casting the room in an amber glow.

Ben was home. He was getting clothes out of the closet, and I could tell he was trying to be quiet.

I sat up, wiping my eyes and