PRESENT
2020
6 DAYS LEFT
“Angel,” Jenarius sighed.
She was poking him, finger nails probing at the flesh of his neck and then his chest, and when he jerked upwards and awake, she was glaring at the road- trying to concentrate on her driving.
“What?” he snapped.
He knew he didn’t sleep talk, or anything odd like that, and he hadn’t had a nightmare in a long time so he glared at her, waiting angrily for an explanation for his awakening.
“Talk to me.”
Jenarius frowned.
“Speak to me, I’m lonely.”
He had never, in all his life, wanted to throw somebody out of a car the way he did in that moment.
Jenarius cursed her under his breath, turned around, and leaned his head against the cold glass of the window.
“Truth is that I’m falling asleep,” she started.
He gritted his teeth and sti
