Tomorrow morning I had a shift at Chocacino, at 10am until 1pm. It was Friday tomorrow, and Tim had an afternoon shift on Fridays, so I was safe.
The shower water was slowly getting warmer, but never hot. Tonight I turned it on cold, freezing cold; it soothed my tingling burns but it fell hard onto my bruises. I let it run over my body, and I realised I wasn't afraid of it as I had been.
Maybe I have finally conquered my fear of the bathroom.
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Bruises
Teen FictionOlivia has been abused by her brother all her life, and she has the bruises and burns to show it. When she makes a stand and moves out, she meets a boy; a wonderful boy. But the two boys, brother and lover, are connected, and Olivia is scared. Sc...
