Justin
I wake in the middle of the night, in need to use the bathroom. The idea of stepping out of Sydney’s bedroom is making me anxious in case I run into her mum or dad. We heard them come home earlier, but they still had no idea I was here. It makes me feel like a teenager again, sneaking around. Yes, we are adults, but I don’t know how they will take to finding me in their house after I broke their daughter’s heart. But I don’t have much of a choice because I need to pee.
I feel bad having to move because Sydney isn’t curled into me, her head on my chest and her arm draped around me. I have missed having her sleeping next to me. I carefully move away from her, and thankfully she doesn’t wake. I search for my tee in the dark and pull it over my body. I have no idea where my trousers
