"You might care," she says. She does her best and she does not think about
Hellie and that baseball bat and the way she had and hadn't felt it in her
hand. The blood on the counter. The way brain matter dries like cement.
She stays curled up against his side. "He kicked me out of his apartment.
Just...held the door and waited for me to leave."
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Date: 2020-01-16 08:05 pm (UTC)"You might care," she says. She does her best and she does not think about Hellie and that baseball bat and the way she had and hadn't felt it in her hand. The blood on the counter. The way brain matter dries like cement. She stays curled up against his side. "He kicked me out of his apartment. Just...held the door and waited for me to leave."