Raven
I let Amy guide me down the hall. The house was quiet but not empty. I felt their presence surrounding me. I didn't look though. I couldn't handle their faces. The looks of pity I felt like I would see.
Amy shut the bathroom door behind us like she was sealing us inside a little bubble. The light flicked on and she put a towel in the warmer before starting the shower. Steam started to build and fill the room. I pulled off the clothes, uncaring that Amy was still in the bathroom. I didn't glance up. I didn't look in the mirror.
Amy turned the heat on the shower up even more, knowing how I like the temperature hot enough to melt my skin off. The pipes groaned, and the water hit the tile with a steady roar. Fog started to cover the glass of the mirror and shower door softening the
