Thirty Five.

Bella

I could feel the sweat running down the crevice of my back. The floor was tiles, it would be nice and cold, but there was no way I would give him the satisfaction of knowing the heat was getting to me.

“It’s fine.” I mumble, letting the fire roar away inside of me. “It will pass.”

He shakes his head at me.

“What happens if I do nothing?”

“It’s never happened before.”

“Well then, you can write stories about me!” I push him out of the bathroom and close the door. Making sure to lock it this time.

I turn the shower water onto the coldest temperature possible and strip off.

“You better not be doing anything stupid in there.” He calls through the closed door as I step into the freezing water. I was certain it hissed as it hit my skin.

I sit in the shower tray, letting the water pour down over me. It was almost as if I was sitting outside in the rain.

“Bella, you can’t ignore this.”

I was going to try my absolute hardest too. I wasn’t letting this weird heat thing dictate when I was g