I honestly hated myself for drinking. If I wasn’t surrounded by everyone maybe I’d be panicking about now. Spiraling would be more like it. The conversation was lulling. His eyes were magical… alluring. I’d always been drawn to eyes like his, the ones with stories to tell and secrets to hide. Ones wise beyond their... Continue Reading →
Chapter Seven_Connor
It really did feel like Trent, and I were long time members of this huge friend group, though we’d only been sitting in for a short time. Which felt weird to say because it’d just been the three of us, Trent, Saylor and I for as long as I could remember. We never really brought... Continue Reading →
Stormy Ville 