Now We're Cooking

Sera

I fell back asleep after Killian left my room. It wasn’t surprising, considering I’d woken up that morning with a hellish hangover after getting only a few hours of sleep the night before. Then there was the fact that I’d spent my morning fighting with Killian, being pushed down the stairs by his mother, and then fucking him.

So, when I got out of bed hours later, it was nearly dark. My body groaned in protest as I dragged myself to the bathroom and showered. Dark bruises dotted my back and the side of my face. I inspected them in the mirror, and I knew if I compared the spaces between the bruises, they would match the marble stairs I’d fallen down.

I’d cheated death a few times over the last several weeks, but then, I was living with death incarnate.

I dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater. A knock sounded on my door just as I finished putting on my socks.

“Come in,” I sang, expecting Olivia with a dinner tray, but Mikey stood nervously in my doorway. My eyes widened as I tri