Rose
I hate this! I hate this! I hate how I feel!
I chanted the words over and over again in my head as I paced up and down the living room. It's been almost thirty minutes since I woke up and I have been unable to concentrate on anything.
The usual tray of food that Dimitri brought laid carefully on the center table, untouched. I had eaten the full box of chocolate and cookies, drank the cup of hot chocolate but have been unsble to eat the food. I initially tried to eat, but I couldn't.
Fuck the way I feel right now!
Yesterday morning, it wasn't this bad until night came. I felt so hot that it felt like the inside of me was on fire. The heat and pain made me whine almost throughout the night, and if Dimitri wasn't here, maybe I would've run mad.
I drifted off to sleep last night h
