getting stomped on by a thousand people on a nightly basis and come out mentally stable.
Truly, I’d had enough of this draining energy.
Chapter Seven
The next morning, I woke up with a mild headache, and my toe didn’t feel any better. The throbbing pulse in my foot made me solely focus on the pain, which irritated me to no end.
Much to my surprise, there was another note on the side table, situated right next to the untouched cupcakes from the day prior.
Here’s some kinesiology tape. It could help alleviate some of the pain along with some pain reliever. YouTube should provide a tutorial if you need thorough instructions.
Please take care.
There was a roll of black bandage-like tape with a bottle of Aleve next to it. The gesture was beyond thoughtful, but after last night’s humiliating situation, the last thing I felt was warmth. This man went in and out of my bedroom as he pleased, which made me feel self-conscious because he did it while I was asleep. Top that with the thought of me drooling like a dumb idiot, and I couldn’t help feeling genuinely mortified. Oh, the thrills of sharing an apartment with a man you once fantasized about.
With less than an hour until my Economics class, I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth while I scanned YouTube so someone could show me how to use that special tape. I continued watching the tutorials while I got dressed then took some pain reliever before I went to sit on the edge of my bed and get to business.
The kinesiology tape was a longer version of a Band-Aid, but without the middle gauze padding. I admitted the pressure made it manageable to walk without having to limp. I supposed I should thank him for this when I saw him next. Even if he was unbearable sometimes, he was thoughtful when needed most.
But Drew hadn’t been back as far as I could tell. I even went to such a length as to leave my door open just in case I heard him enter. That moment never came. His absence cemented how he was very much avoiding me and sleeping at someone else’s home.
I admitted I was the least bit reasonable as of late, but he was far from being saintly, either. He had been hot and cold just as I had. If he spat fire, I didn’t back down. If he was being kind, I became less tense and guarded toward him. The extremeness of our reactions with each other took a toll on me. It proved how we were at odds, and I hardly believed there was a noncomplex solution for it. Therefore, I supposed his absence should be welcomed as a quiet reprieve from all the madness that ensued with each other.
That first day with my injured tiny limb was bearable as I went from class to class, but as the second day dragged, it was becoming apparent walking aggravated it more, so much so that the excruciating pain from moving alone made me cry out in agony. In between classes, I had to find somewhere to sit, take more pills, and wait for about ten minutes or so until the pain began to temporarily ebb away before I could function again.
The kinesiology tape had helped the day prior, but on the second day, the effect had lessened. It wasn’t the product’s fault but mine since I was giving it quite a work out, or maybe I had applied it wrong. For such a little piece of my anatomy, I hadn’t realized its importance until it was hurt.
“You look like you’re about to faint.” Jackson greeted me as he came out of his room while I flung myself on the nearest couch, exhausted beyond wonder.
My stomach was growling in protest, but I couldn’t seem to gather enough strength to limp my way into the kitchen and scour for food.
“I hurt my toe the other night, and it’s been giving me hell since.”
“Sheesh, Chloe, you seriously need to be careful.” Jacks came to join me in the living room, taking the opposing sofa facing me with a worried look on his face. “We’re leaving for Miami tomorrow. It’s a day earlier than planned, but what the heck? We might as well. The first week of classes
Truly, I’d had enough of this draining energy.
Chapter Seven
The next morning, I woke up with a mild headache, and my toe didn’t feel any better. The throbbing pulse in my foot made me solely focus on the pain, which irritated me to no end.
Much to my surprise, there was another note on the side table, situated right next to the untouched cupcakes from the day prior.
Here’s some kinesiology tape. It could help alleviate some of the pain along with some pain reliever. YouTube should provide a tutorial if you need thorough instructions.
Please take care.
There was a roll of black bandage-like tape with a bottle of Aleve next to it. The gesture was beyond thoughtful, but after last night’s humiliating situation, the last thing I felt was warmth. This man went in and out of my bedroom as he pleased, which made me feel self-conscious because he did it while I was asleep. Top that with the thought of me drooling like a dumb idiot, and I couldn’t help feeling genuinely mortified. Oh, the thrills of sharing an apartment with a man you once fantasized about.
With less than an hour until my Economics class, I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth while I scanned YouTube so someone could show me how to use that special tape. I continued watching the tutorials while I got dressed then took some pain reliever before I went to sit on the edge of my bed and get to business.
The kinesiology tape was a longer version of a Band-Aid, but without the middle gauze padding. I admitted the pressure made it manageable to walk without having to limp. I supposed I should thank him for this when I saw him next. Even if he was unbearable sometimes, he was thoughtful when needed most.
But Drew hadn’t been back as far as I could tell. I even went to such a length as to leave my door open just in case I heard him enter. That moment never came. His absence cemented how he was very much avoiding me and sleeping at someone else’s home.
I admitted I was the least bit reasonable as of late, but he was far from being saintly, either. He had been hot and cold just as I had. If he spat fire, I didn’t back down. If he was being kind, I became less tense and guarded toward him. The extremeness of our reactions with each other took a toll on me. It proved how we were at odds, and I hardly believed there was a noncomplex solution for it. Therefore, I supposed his absence should be welcomed as a quiet reprieve from all the madness that ensued with each other.
That first day with my injured tiny limb was bearable as I went from class to class, but as the second day dragged, it was becoming apparent walking aggravated it more, so much so that the excruciating pain from moving alone made me cry out in agony. In between classes, I had to find somewhere to sit, take more pills, and wait for about ten minutes or so until the pain began to temporarily ebb away before I could function again.
The kinesiology tape had helped the day prior, but on the second day, the effect had lessened. It wasn’t the product’s fault but mine since I was giving it quite a work out, or maybe I had applied it wrong. For such a little piece of my anatomy, I hadn’t realized its importance until it was hurt.
“You look like you’re about to faint.” Jackson greeted me as he came out of his room while I flung myself on the nearest couch, exhausted beyond wonder.
My stomach was growling in protest, but I couldn’t seem to gather enough strength to limp my way into the kitchen and scour for food.
“I hurt my toe the other night, and it’s been giving me hell since.”
“Sheesh, Chloe, you seriously need to be careful.” Jacks came to join me in the living room, taking the opposing sofa facing me with a worried look on his face. “We’re leaving for Miami tomorrow. It’s a day earlier than planned, but what the heck? We might as well. The first week of classes
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