Prompted by: Sam
The crazy author says: Well, this bugger’s really short. Like, reeeally short 😅 (this is my new favorite emoji LOL).
I flinch as he reaches for me.
“Sorry,” he says, his knuckles grazing my cheek. “That was uncalled for.”
And then he’s gone.
A solid minute elapses before I can move and follow him to the bathroom. He’s left a crack in the door. I nudge it wider and slip inside.
Twitch is hunched over the sink, one hand braced against the glass. Tugging at his black t-shirt with the other, he lifts it up past his ribs and sucks in a sharp hiss of air.
I can’t see the damage, but I can see blood. It begins dripping onto the pale porcelain. There’s a lot of blood.
A shocking amount for most people.
I’m not most people. “Do you need help?”
He visibly tenses.
I expect him to refuse.
Instead, his eyes lift to meet mine in the mirror. A challenging glint flashes behind cool, blue ice. “Are you offering?”
I have no interest in playing this game. I’m too tired for a power struggle tonight. “You know I am.”
Slowly, he turns. “How can say no then?”
What’s the prompt for next week, guys?
Make suggestions below. 7 words or less.