The Fall of Troy by Dr. Rebecca Sharp

Author:Dr. Rebecca Sharp [Sharp, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dr. Rebecca Sharp
Published: 2019-05-21T18:30:00+00:00

I sat with Baudelaire a long time last night, soaking my soul that had begun to dry. Maybe that’s why I was pulled to Léo, because he drenched me with emotions that made the ones I was living with seem okay.

Dr. Shelly had a family emergency on Tuesday morning, so our session was postponed. She offered to have a call with me on her drive to Maine where her parents were, but I declined. I was too mired with feelings to be able to focus on any word games with her.

Should I even tell her about Léo?

I shuddered, staring off into the empty space of the school supply store; Jay was out sick this morning, so I’d been asked to cover. Monday had been hard—hard to hear what he’d told me about myself. There were moments when I swore I was done with it all, that I didn’t care if Luke’s face looked like an ice cream cone full of shit until the end of time.

But then what Léo said festered inside me, especially as I continued to ignore my dad’s phone calls. I knew something had changed when I realized I wasn’t ignoring them completely out of anger any longer, but rather fear.

Was I weak to forgive him?

Was I a coward to want to work through this?

Shouldn’t I be fighting to punish him for what he did?

There were more questions than snowflakes that fell over Providence this week, and all because of him.

“Working hard, I see.” My eyes flicked up at Kev’s taunting voice. I had a feeling he’d show up here, sniffing around for any other juicy details about my private punishment with Professor Baudin. “How did yesterday go?”

I began to scan through a pile of books that were returned that I had to restock. Wednesday… I took a deep breath. That was what Wednesday felt like—a deep, cleansing breath in the eye of a tornado, knowing the world around me was spinning but as long as I was with him, kissing him, the calm would keep me safe.

“Fine.” I shrugged. “He actually said I was doing good.” Not a lie.

“I bet he did,” Kev sassed me, following me as I hoisted the books against my chest and made my way back to the shelves. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Miss Troian.” He winked at me. “I like it, but I don’t want to see you get burned.”

I sighed and slowly stacked the books by the corresponding tags.

Hearts light, like balloons, they never turn aside from their fatality and without knowing why they always say: “Let’s go!” The Voyage. Baudelaire.

Léo made my heart feel light, like it was floating in spite of the weight it carried. And it lifted…floated always to him, the bright and burning center of the universe. Eagerly.

I didn’t want to get burned, but I did want to touch the flame.

“I’ll be careful.”

“Famous last words. But you have some fight to you, especially wearing that outfit.” He sucked in a breath and shook his head in disapproval.

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