They all whirl at the knocks of the door. Take in my stance. The stress on my face“Zoe, what is it?” Noah asks, placing a hand on my arm.“Whoever’s out there is dangerous.” Daya walks towards the door. Places one hand on the doorknob and closes her eyes as if she’s listening. With a small shake o...
We pass a couple of the other students and they stare, not trying to cover it up even a little bit. My whole high school and college career, I never got in trouble, not once. Somehow it feels like I’ve ruined that record. I keep trying to remind myself that I’m a grown woman with a college degree...
Becca slinks through and closes the door behind her. She swoops down over me, wearing an aura of dread and discomfort, and wipes hair out of my eyes. Fear has my forehead clammy, so at least if she still kind of thinks I might be sick, she’s got physical evidence that might support that theory.Wh...
I don’t leave my apartment. I don’t really eat, and I don’t really sleep, and I don’t answer the phone. By now, if I had a job, I don’t anymore. I do shower. Over and over and over. Hot water burning my skin, washing the trails of contact that man left on me down the drain. When I run out of soap...
I take a breath and adjust the strap on my shoulder, make sure Lucy has a chance to see that I’m perfectly equipped to be in a gym, even though this really isn’t the kind of gym I belong in.“Zoe!” She draws out my name in mock surprise, as if she couldn’t be more pleased to see me. “Whatever brin...