Emily

I woke up and could hear Tristan talking to someone in the living room. He sounded angry and frustrated. I got out of bed, walked towards the door, and peered out. He stood by the front door on a cellphone. I looked over to the nightstand on his side and saw his phone sitting there and then I looked back at him.

“No,” he said, almost shouting. “You’re a f*cking liar. No matter what happens, you’ll never disappear from my life. Giving you the spear won’t matter ...