Chapter 9. Payback

I was making a mess at my studio, I couldn't sleep after fucking with Anthony an hour ago. So that was when I woke up and decided to paint.

It has been the same since I was five. A couple of nights a week they would come to me, and I would be so scared of them. I still remember all the mornings that I spent drawing in the corner. But it made me feel so much better afterward. I saw entities, then I needed to draw to forget about them and release my fears.

I was still wearing his shirt when my paints fell all over the place. I was picking it up when Anthony came into the studio. And I grinned at him like a child caught stealing from a candy store. He was looking sleepy, half-naked, and fuck worthy.

Damn woman... Horny much?

"What do you think you're doing Lilian? It's one in the morning and you're covered in paint." He scratched his head, looking at me.

"Sorry, I couldn't sleep. I usually paint after my encounter with them, it would help me