Since Lexi was in on the whole thing, she, of course, insisted on more information about what was going on between Brent and me, but I didn’t know what else to tell her. Before last Friday, he didn’t even know me. While it feels like we’ve known each other longer, I can’t help but remind myself t...
Brent lies on the bed, playing with the ends of my hair, while I read through my textbook in preparation for an exam in the morning. It’s somewhat difficult to concentrate with him right next to me, and I find myself rereading the same sentence a few times before moving onto the next. He’s quiet ...
There hasn’t been much of an opportunity. Although I’ve made it a point to be home after school all week, he hasn’t been around. We need to talk about what happened. I’ve even planned to offer to attend another meeting with him. On Wednesday night, my reality sets back in. He isn’t sober when he ...