Chapter 40

Prisoner's Give -4-0-9

I spent the rest of my afternoon, curled up on my couch. Tissues on the table, an empty bottle of wine on the floor, and a tub of ice cream wrapped around my hands.
I didn't bother turning on the lights when darkness fell and the TV had been on Teen Wolf for the past 6 hours.
The doorbell rang and I eye it for a few moments before huffing and turning back to the TV. It rang again and I quickly stood and stomped towards the door, ripping it open.
My blood boiled...