Allie“Didn’t you hear me? I said get out. There won’t be any tattoo. No marks, no nothing. We’re done.”
His words played on a loop in my head, tearing into me over and over again until my heart felt battered and raw. I was shoving my things into my bag angrily, taking out my frustration and hurt on inanimate objects because I didn’t know what to do with the feelings inside. I’d never felt like this before.
Unfortunately, I really hadn’t used any of my stuff this weekend. Not my toiletries, which were still packed up in my little bag. He’d provided all of my showering needs, regardless of which bathroom I’d used, and it was pretty obvious they were of higher quality than what I’d brought. I hadn’t taken out any of the clothing I’d packed, because I hadn’t worn any. Even now, I stood in th
