Bargaining with God

It was the next day.

I still hadn’t gone home.

I still hadn’t changed my clothes.

I still smelled like Aria’s blood.

I hadn’t slept for even a second. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Wyatt pulling his fist back. I saw Aria folding over in pain. I heard her screaming my name. I heard her crying that she didn’t want to lose our baby.

Those memories had become my punishment.

I sat outside th