Twisted Game

CADE

The apartment won't stop spinning. I'm still on the floor where Hazel left me. One hand is pressed hard against my ribs while blood slowly seeps between my fingers onto the floor. Every breath hurts. But none of that compares to the horror shredding through my skull right now.

Her face. The way she looked at me like I disgusted her. I squeeze my eyes shut hard enough to see stars.

Fuck.