The moment I walked into my apartment, I ran straight to the toilet. I threw up violently, tears streaming down my face as my stomach convulsed. I felt so utterly disgusted with myself, the kind of disgust that seeps into your bones and makes every inch of your skin crawl.
Still trembling, I tore my clothes off, letting them fall in a crumpled heap on the cold tile floor. I stumbled into the shower and turned the water on as hot as it would go. Steam filled the small space almost immediately, clouding the mirror, turning the air thick and suffocating. I grabbed my sponge and began to attack my body with it.I scrubbed as hard as I could, crying the entire time.
My skin turned red, then raw in places, but I didn't stop. I felt so disgusted. I felt so disgusted with myself. Why did I go? This was definitely a trap set by Silas, and I had walked right into it like a fool. After months of avoiding him.
