** Trigger Warning - Drug use **
Thursday
She reached the art class and looked up, expecting Rhett to step out of the alley between the buildings.
He did not, and she stood for a moment, her heart racing within her chest. She should feel relieved, she told herself. She should feel free… she should be happy.
She felt… jealous. Was he with those girls? Those girls that he had brought to lunch... Where was he with them, and what was he doing?
Her fingernails pressed into her palms; her grip was so tight. She blew out a breath. There was no way she could sit through the double class of art without Rhett, wondering where he was and with whom.
The chastity belt on her waist was her only reason to stay, but there was another solution to that, she decided. She grabbed two stones off the g
