My stomach feels sick when I see how much blood Jessie is wiping off of me. I am sitting on the counter in the bathroom of the club watching blood and water go down the sink drain. I am utterly silent as Jessie offers small gestures of comfort and kindness. It is a shame I may never see her again after tonight. There is no way I can continue to stay here.
Sorrow and dread flood my mind.. Along with Ben and Drew. I truly believed I would find some sort of lasting happiness. I am nowhere near as free as I thought I was.
After I am cleaned up enough to go home, Jessie helps me back to the dressing room. My ankle is a little sore but mostly I need emotional support. As I am changing into navy slacks and a gray blouse with white stripes, I am trying to formulate a plan to leave the city. I
