Judas returned but wearing a scowl and not his usual amusement. I held my breath and walked on eggshells around him. Kyle also followed him in as he looked at me and I unconciously pulled at the front of my sweater to not let him have a look at my perked n*****s.
The bastrad would’ve brought a bra at least.
The earlier rage was still there but first I needed to convince him to let me out of this apartment. I couldn’t stay here trapped.
To my surprise Kyle went into the kitchen and that’s when I noticed he had a bag with him. And watched as he unloaded the bag on to the counter. Food. My eyes flickered to Judas who was now sitting on the dining table still wearing the. Bloodied pants but his shirt was clean. Hair tousled unlike earlier. I hesitated not knowing whether to stay here or wal
