We were trapped like that for awhile, just looking each other in the eyes.
We both snapped up to the sound of breaking glass.
Sean had dropped the bowl he was holding.
It crashed to the floor with the sound that split my ears.
We were both lost for words.
“Uhmm, let me clean that up.”
He made a hasty get away to escape the akward situation.
As I watched him sweep up the bits of shattered glass I thought of how I was before I came here, and how he sort od did the same thing for me.
The only accerption is that intead up throwing away the peices he glued them back together.
It was a jumbled mess, but it didn’t hurt as much anymore and it did function.
I walked to the laundry room to see If my clothes were dry. I was soaked when i got here, so he gave me some baggy sweats, and a shirt that went down to my knees.
My Phone went off.
I looked down.
New text message.
From Matt.
“I saw you…”