I am crying away to glory lying on my bed when I feel him inside the room.
"Sarah, what’s the matter, baby?" he asks me gently, sitting beside me.
"Nothing, the shot hurt," I say, sniffling and getting up.
"Yeah right, twenty minutes after the nurse is gone." This man has some balls.
"Just get out of my room," I tell him, barely able to control myself.
"Sarah, listen to me.." he touches me.
"No, just leave!" I push him back.
"Shut up! And listen to me! It’s been months!! Stop doing this to yourself and to me! You know that I love you and that you love me!" He shouts at me evidently frustrated.
"I hate you!" I say, surprised to hear myself. I am calm against what I was hoping.
"That’s not what you told me last night when you were trying to tear off my clothes.." he says, raisi
