Two weeks later
David and I went back to school with the blessings of Mr Philips. He gave us both money and Mrs Philips gave us some provisions we could use when we got back to the university. We thanked them and left the house. I was very happy to leave the house because the kind of enthusiasm I had when I came home had just died.
The relationship between me and David became weirder and weirder. It was awkward being around him. We could stay in a room not talking to each other for days. I hated what was going on. I hated myself for hating him. And I hated myself for not fighting him enough to stop him from doing what he did to me.
We used to study together. But, after that incident, I stayed away from him. Everything we used to do together, stopped. I was just scared what happened wi
