HENDRIX
I watched the steady rise and fall of her chest as she lay unconscious in my bedroom. I tried to convince myself for the umpteenth time that she was alive and well.
“Couldn't she have been more careful, why did she always think she was alone?” I almost banged my fist in the bed, but managed to hold back.
“She has always been alone, maybe that's why she still thinks she is alone,” I told myself. But that didn't make me feel less mad.
Nadine's eyes slowly fluttered open and she blinked confusingly at me before she slowly accessed her surroundings.
She must have seen the worry etched on my face because she opened her mouth to explain.
“Save it,” I growled. “Why don't you explain to me instead what exactly you were trying to do that got you into this situation. Do you know how w
