Then he just walked away from the car and Ana started the car, the drive home was quiet except from the music from Anas playlist. I don't really care what music is on but Ana has a very specific taste in music so I just always let her decide and I was still heavily medicated. Without me even knowing it we were home and Ana was leading me to my couch but I needed to use the bathroom first, so I walk in there but as I was closing the door my phone pins.
Safe at home?
I arched my brows because I did not understand who would send me a message like this, then my drug hazed mind open up and I looked at the contact.
Ian