She could see my legs were wobbling, and was evil in her demands, taking joy at telling me (completely ignoring our dad) to rearrange her room several times. Xxnx I sank onto the bed next to her, truly spent. I heard the door open, my head flipping up jerkily to see Rach closing the door behind her, a tray in her hands. Rach seemed to sense my thoughts. I shuddered as I pumped right back at her. “We don’t have time for that” I admonished halfheartedly, doing nothing to end her hold on me. “I’m not sure what we are, but I wouldn’t do anything that would hurt you.”
Rach didn’t respond right away. As soon as she had nodded, she twisted, trying to break my hold on her.
