Hali’s POV
The next afternoon I head down to Eddie’s apartment, swallowing down the bile as I reach apartment one and lift my hand to knock. Inside, I can hear the sound of the TV blaring with some daytime game show. Fidgeting from foot to foot as the cold claws at me, I wait for an answer. Hearing no movement inside, I knock again, louder.
The television volume lowers before I hear the distinct sound of heavy footfalls heading my way. Paper thin walls at their finest, I snort to myself derisively before forcing a smile as the apartment door swings open to reveal Eddie, a stained white muscle shirt barely covering the wide girth of his stomach that hangs over the top of tattered jeans.
‘Don’t even try with me girl’ he growls, holding up a hand to stop me before I can even try to plead m
