The flowery wall paper was going to have to go.Knock knock.I recoiled from the wall. The kid, Maxie, lived next door. That must be his room, on the ot...erside of my wall. Of all the fucking luck.I spent the weekend alternately moping about my room, checking one the fast-dwindling text messages from my phone and unpacking. Most of my stuff was geared towards homework, sports and books. I spent most of Saturday trying to work out if I could move my bed away from That Wall but there was nowhere. Needed another now.I hobbled to the plastic chair at the cluttered kitchen table and slumped into it. If Ashton returned, I could drop him quick. The front door was parallel to the kitchen.The electronic clock atop the fridge read: 10:28PM. I pointed the revolver toward the door. Four minutes passed, I lowered the gun and stood. Ashton had a wife and daughter. Didn't want to waste this bullet on either.I stormed into the den and switched on the end table's lamp near the sofa."Messages..." I. It was only a few hours and a suitable, hung black male responded. I told him her rules (yes she has some) and he said he was okay with them. We set up a meeting time and place and she was eager to meet him after the pics he had sent.She dressed in a skimpy V-neck top and mini skirt with heels. When he arrived he was dressed nice and conducted himself in a very professional manner. We had a few drinks and he invited us to his house. We followed him a few blocks to his place and went in. His TV. "Were you scared?"Marisa's hands stilled momentarily, the separate strands for the child's braid held firmly in their grip. The question intruded into her temporary sense of calm, and images she'd just as soon forget flitted through her mind. She and Whit had brought the kids up to speed as to why they were delayed for so long but didn't go into how bad it really was."So, are you going to be my counselor?" she teased, hoping to deflect the girl's question.Trapped for hours under God knows how.
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