Chapter 31. Fucked up Words

Getting out, I walk into the house. Not saying anything, I walk straight upstairs. I can’t face the questions right now. Getting changed, I climb into bed.

Right now, is the time I would love to fall asleep so easily, yet my mind just won’t stop. It keeps going on and on about everything I have done wrong that has led to this point. I can hear the faint talking downstairs. I can’t make out what they are saying and, to be honest, I don’t care. They can’t be saying anything about me worse than I am already thinking. Looking around this room, I can’t help but wonder if our relationship toxic. Sure, it might not be like me and Max but all these issues, maybe it is a sign? Laying here, every possible thought goes through my head - why it is my fault, why I might deserve this and how much I hate myself.

The door slowly opens. Looking towards it, Jackson stands there. He isn’t saying anything, so I can only assume he blames me as well. Slowly, he walks in and sits on t