Pain

I gave up on the letter, shoving it in the bottom drawer of my desk. C.J. would have to suck it up & go alone. I wasn’t leaving.
I shrugged into my shorts & t-shirt and laid down on my bed. All of the questions still bothered me. So mysterious. I didn’t wear the necklace he gave me. He was kindof freaking me out tonight, so it took company of the letter in the bottom drawer. Instead, the white gold cross sat lightly on my collarbone. I was so tired. All of these extremelly odd things happened on my Birthday. Maybe it was because of my Birthday?
I finally got my mind to shut up enough for my exhausted body to get some sleep. I drifted off slowly into the dark, dreamless black. Just how I liked it.

Holy mother of God! What the hell is that?! Oh, my back. It’s burning!!! I flung my eyes open in my dark bedroom & reached for my back. I could feel the smoldering across my upper back. But there was no light, no fire. What the hell was