Chapter 96

~Frey~

I walked on autopilot back into my bed. The locks were secured; I checked them three times: the main door, back door, and windows. The only ones I haven’t checked were Mom’s room. I was growing paranoid, but can anyone blame me? I’m swallowing the fact that I really saw my father at the back of our house and even accepting that fact takes a ton of shit of courage.

Dawn bleeds into the gaps