Samantha
The rest of the night kept a tensing aroma between Landon and me. He kept telling me that he wasn’t some monster, yet his actions proved otherwise. A man that put a hand on a woman wasn’t a man at all in my eyes. By becoming so low, I felt men like Landon were trying to compensate for something else. It bothered me to know that my life rested in someone like the hands of Landon. It may sound strange to anyone else, but I knew that Landon wouldn’t put me in enough danger to hurt me to the point where my life was in jeopardy. Some may say he already crossed that line when he put me in the hospital.
Landon bathing me was something I hoped would never happen again. It felt
