Bree’s P.O.V.
I found my way back to the little room on the ground floor, happy to still have the key inside the pocket of my jacket. As if my subconsciousness knew that I would still need it today. I made my way inside quickly, not wanting to see or talk to anyone anymore. I needed to be alone with my thoughts right now. I needed to be able to process them, and think about what on earth I was going to do after this. What on earth was I going to do tomorrow…
I quickly took off my clothes and turned on the shower. It felt as if the words used today were still sticking on my body and I wanted to wash them off, scrub them off. Until my skin would bleed.
‘I’m pregnant
Luke is the father
I don’t know what to do…'
Shit girl,
That makes two of us…
Deep inside of me, a dark piece of me wa
