So, I eat my dinner in awkward silence since I have no clue what to say to him, before heading to bed. There’s not much else I can do at this point. Apparently, Killer and I have a lot to work out if I’m going to stay here.
Waking up this morning, it takes a few minutes for me to remember the events of yesterday. Including the awkward dinner with Killer. I didn’t hear him come upstairs last night. Apparently I was tired and passed right out. This morning I’m filled with nervous energy as I realize what I’m about to do. For the first time in my life, I’m going to share my story with other people. Not anyone I know because I’m not sure if they want to know everything I’ve been through.
In my meeting, I’ll be sharing my story with the members of my group and the counselor I’ve been seeing since arriving in Benton Falls. Denise, the counselor is amazing. She never pushes me to talk in depth about things. However, lately she’s been pushing for me to discuss things with the group. I’ve attended the meetings for a while now and I’m slowly realizing I’m not alone in what I’ve been through. However, my story is also different from theirs.
Getting out of bed, I complete my morning routine of showering and getting ready for the day. I leave my long hair down after brushing it out. I don’t bother with make-up because I have no clue how to do it the way the other women do theirs. So, I head out to my room and grab a pair of jean shorts Sam talked me into buying along with a tank top supporting the Phantom Bastards. Once I’m dressed, I put on my sneakers and head out.
Walking in the kitchen, I see Killer standing with a steaming cup in his hand as he leans against the counter. He’s only wearing a pair of grey sweatpants with his hair down. I think it’s the first time I’ve ever seen his hair down. My fingers itch to run through the strands and see if it’s as soft as I think it is. Tattoos cover Killer’s body and I want to touch them; to trace them with my fingers and look at his skin up close.
I don’t peel my eyes from his body until I hear him clear his throat. Heat fills my face at the thought of being caught staring at my crush.
“Mornin’,” his husky, sleep filled voice almost growls out.
“Good morning. Just wanted to let you know I’m heading out. I’ll be back in a few hours,” I inform him as I turn to leave the kitchen.
“Sparrow, you need to eat somethin’,” he growls, stepping away from the counter. “I’m goin’ upstairs, so you have the kitchen to yourself. Later, we’ll go shoppin’. For now, grab whatever you find.”
Nodding my head, I wait for Killer to leave the room before I move. Once I hear his door shut, I grab a bowl of cereal and sit down at the island in the middle of the room. I quickly devour my food so I can head out. These meetings are important to me and I need to be on time, so I don’t get locked out. Especially today.
After rinsing my bowl and placing it in the dishwasher, I head out. My purse and keys are on a table just inside the door. Picking them up, I make my way out to the car I’ve been using since getting here. Fox got it for me once I passed my driving test. They wanted to make sure I had a reliable car to use while getting around town. Fox is the one who does regular maintenance on it. While he’s got it to work on, I always have a loaner car from somewhere. I don’t ask too many questions because it’s not my business. If they want me to know something, they’ll let me know.
Leaving Killer’s house, I make my way into town. It doesn’t take me long to get to the community center on the opposite side of town. We always meet here while Denise has her office in a building right downtown. Today is always a busy day at the community center because so many different programs are going on.
After parking my car, I remain in my seat for a few minutes. My hands are tight on the steering wheel as I try to convince myself to head inside.