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Charlie Who?

The periwinkle blue sky darkened very slowly.

First, baby blue, then periwinkle, then indigo, and then a dark ebony color came. He was lying beside me, running his fingers through my red hair. He hummed. A tune that sounded familiar but distant, it rested in the back of my mind with other dispersed memories.

"Baby," he sighed

"Hmm?"

He leaned in closer, so close, I could feel his hot breath on my neck. My vision blurred with tiny tears and the acid stirred in my stomach. Goosebumps rested upon my bare skin. My esophagus burned with pure distaste.

"Do you still hate me," he then placed small kisses on my neck and then trailed up to my jaw

I sat still. What would he do if I told him yes?