Chapter 29 Sharing Demons

• Hailey
• My eyes snapped open in the middle of the night, the dryness in my throat unbearable. I dragged myself out of bed, reluctant to leave the warmth of the covers, but my dry as fuck throat was a relentless, burning reminder that I couldn’t rest. Slowly, I made my way downstairs, rubbing my eyes as I stumbled into the kitchen. I filled up my water bottle, but just as I twisted the cap, an excruciating twist inside my head stopped me in my tracks.
• Scenes flashed before my eyes—screams, shouts, the stinging slap of his hand across my face. And then crushing numbness that followed, the silence ringing in my ears after each brutal punch. My body felt like it had been bruised from the inside out, the pain lingering for days.