*Abbi*
Thankfully, I make it to my room without anyone seeing me. I strip my clothes off as soon as I close my door and throw a pair of leggings and a shirt on, heading straight for my bed afterwards. All I want to do is sleep. Sleep the pain away, sleep the longing and confusion away. I don't know what else to do at this point.
I crawl in my bed and pull the covers up, cuddling into my pillow and closing my eyes... only to see James' face staring back at me.
I hear the door open and quietly close. I don't even have to lift my head, or open my eyes, to know who it is. I feel the weight on the bed as my sister lays down and wraps her arms around me.
"I'm sorry, Abbi" she whispers in my ear, as her fingers twirl through my hair.
"What are you sorry for? I'm the one that's an i***t.
