Angrily, I pull on my Doc's, lace them and stalk outside, slamming the door behind me. It takes me less than five minutes to get to the twenty-four hour service station to purchase a whole new box. I am going to defy him. Yes, I AM. Before I get home I already have one lit. I am so angry that I don't even feel like me. I know why I'm angry. It's because it's the only thing preventing me from crying. The minute I walk in the door I flounce into a chair next to the phone at the door and dial Selene. I tell her the entire drama in an unconscious stream of despair. "Fuck him. We're going out again this Thursday too now. You can't keep on taking this shit." Knowing I have her support somehow gives me calm. Yes, a plan was just what I needed. "I'll organise for all the girls to join us. Stef, you have to be normal. That guy isn't normal." Despite preferring not to, I acknowledge this.
