Chapter Twenty
First Person’s Perspective
Serena
The wind was cold when we stepped outside. The air was quiet now, but I could still feel the storm coming. The clouds were dark above us. Everything felt heavy.
Jeremy didn’t speak much on the way to his house. He walked beside me, close but not too close. Like he didn’t want to make me nervous.
I didn’t say anything either. My thoughts were loud. Too loud. I kept thinking about Jake. About the way he looked at me like I was nothing. About Craig. About his fists. His voice. His eyes.
Jeremy’s house was quiet when we got there. He opened the door and stepped aside so I could walk in first.
“Go in,” he said softly.
I nodded and walked in slowly. The house was warm. The lights were soft. It smelled like wood and something sweet,maybe c
