3.Ella

Wed, 07 May 2025 15:48:20 +0000

This dude-this guy, Felix-he grabs my hand like he knows me and drags me behind him like I'm a little kid. And that's what I feel like-a little kid in a big, big world. I don't understand anything. All I can think, as he pulls me through the understand halls of some anonymous high school, is that I fainted; kneeled over like some damsel in distress. And on the boy's bathroom floor. Filthy. I'm evaluating my priorities, wondering how my brain can fit germs into the equation when I clearly have a much larger problem, when we burst into the sunlight. I shield my eyes with my free hand as the Felix dude pulls keys from his backpack. He holds them above his head and makes a circle, clicking the alarm button on his keys fob. From some far corner of the parking lot we hear the shriek of an alarm.