"so what was that about? on tuesday. . .you sick?" i hear a soft voice ask.
i tear my eyes from the book i'm reading and look up. it's her. sitting across from me with eyes wide from curiosity and i wonder if i've fallen asleep again. the medication doc gave me makes me a bit woozy at times, i've fallen asleep in class today too many times than i can remember.
"oh, i'm sorry to ask such a personal question." she blushes. "it's just that seeing you laying on the ground, you. . .you looked like you were dying." i am.
"are you gonna eat?" i ask, looking down at her tray.
"are you?" she retorts.
i look at my untouched slice of pizza and take a huge bite.
"your turn."
author's note
Double update because I'm nice.
Happy Skinny Love Sundays.
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Skinny Love
Short Story"Her kisses tasted like destruction, she was poison. Slowly killing me and yet I'd never felt more alive." Jace has always admired Midnight from afar, stealing glances at her during class and at the cafeteria. He watches from a distance as she slow...
