Chapter 13
Elias
It was raining again.
Elias was lying in his bed, headphones in his ears.
Only two days had passed since he had exploded while at Thomas’s house and ran away from him; he hadn’t talked to him since.
What was he expecting? That Thomas would be looking for him after telling him he was a hooker in his free time? That just because they had watched a movie and eaten popcorn, they would have a normal life like other couples?
They weren’t a couple anyway.
He was a hole that Thomas had filled. And Thomas was the filling he needed, much beyond the physical. But he couldn’t tell him. What was the point? What could a relationship between them bring? Nothing.
Maybe, if Thomas wasn’t a detective, maybe…but the way things were? What could a future be between a w***e and a police
