Alessia
I take a deep breath and, taking advantage of the fact that I feel incredibly good from the drugs they're injecting into my system, to stop my pain, I decide it's a good time to let my dad know what happened. I ask Jude for his phone, shaking from my nerves, but when I reach up to try and take it, my arm feels like jelly and I can't even grab it.
"I'll do it," Judas mumbles and I guess he starts looking up my dad's number. His mouth is a little crooked to one side... like he's smiling, but in weird a way. And his jaw for the first time since I've known him, it's not clenched. He looks calmer, younger and prettier this way.
He suddenly stops looking like the thirty year old guy I thought he was the first time I saw him... now he looks like the twenty year old he claims to be.
J
