Loud banging woke us up in the middle of the night. Both me and Tami shot out of bed and headed to the window. Three days since, we had moved her and nothing had happened. Nothing besides them moving crates into the next room and then moving them back out again. Tayo , well we only saw him through the window when we looked out. It was the longest time of my life. Always on edge, always waiting.
But at the same time, you were on edge, like he could barge in there and do something horrid at any second. I had become stuck in my own head , boredom making my imagination torment me. Scenarios that were likely never to happen tormented me , in those silent moments when me and Tami had run out of things to say. While she slept and I lay awake unable to make my over, active brain shut the f**k u
