Chapter 84: Look into My Eyes

Laura Richard had texted me back. “Okay,” he said. “I’m going to come over as soon as I can.” In my mind, “as soon as I can” meant the same day. So, naturally, I was surprised when Richard showed up a whole two days later. During that time, I had bitten my fingernails nearly clean off and almost pulled out every single strand of my hair while I waited. Work had kept me from biting the last part of my fingernails and pulling out the last bits of my hair. As for food, I couldn’t exactly remember the last time I ate, but if I did, I would definitely take note of it. Richard arrived with a hoodie over his head, his face ducked down, but I knew him. I was sure everybody would recognize him, but I was wrong. He looked like a big, attractive guy with a juicy set of pecs that peeked through his sweatpants and juicy thick thighs that I personally wanted to touch and sit on for the rest of my life. Was I kidding? I was angry. I let him into my apartment without saying much. Once inside, he si