My body goes into autopilot mode, I have completely shut down. My eyes are drawn to the floor and my body moves of its own accord. I am vaguely aware of the twins saying they need to return to Hair-larious. Scarlett wraps an arm around me and guides me towards her car. She helps me get in and buckles my seat belt.
The drive home is in silence. She helps me back out of the car when we arrive home and guides me up the stairs and into our apartment. She takes me to my room and undresses me then redresses me in a t-shirt and shorts. She lays me back onto my pillows and scurries out of my bedroom.
I think I am officially broken. I am void of all emotions and thoughts. The fight in me has dissipated. I am not even crying. My hands are now the most interesting thing in the world and I have no i
