We wash each other under the warm water, reconnecting and revelling in the silence of the room. There are no sounds but the water running and the few words that we speak.

Together, with the water, we wash away all the hurt that we've received and all the struggling emotions that have flown through us because of this ordeal. We try, in vain, to become normal, stable people in that moment.

But we know we are broken. We know that there is just something about us that will never be completely one hundred per cent right.

We just don't know how to… how to fix ourselves.


Hiya

Sorry for the delay... I was painting my nails. :D

Um, kitkat, I'll give you two more because that's all I got and then can I have that chapter so I can go to bed... y'know, huh... peacefully?

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