Chapter 73

He helps me pack my things back into my bag silently. We had lain in silence, just entwined, until the pilot called to inform us the jet would be ready for take-off by the time we got to the airfield. He watches me steadily but leaves me alone with my thoughts, he knows I won't talk about this anymore. The wall is up on the matter and I'm already filing it into the back of my head with all the other crap I never want to face. I won't bring it up again, much like I never bring Marissa up. He knows me well enough to leave it alone, now that he seems to finally understand how I tick inside. I feel like a complete failure. I'm numb from over thinking, pushing it all back into the recess of my mind, back into that little black box with the rest of my heartache and terrors. Back with the child who used to cry herself to sleep in fear of her bedroom door creaking open in the darkness. * * * As we settle into the plane, Jake looks me over thoughtfully and slides my