Rite of Passage Ch.03
Confusion and anxiety dominated Jamie’s sore, battered body and mind. It was hard to maintain a positive outlook on things when your positive outlook became, ‘I hope it doesn’t hurt so bad next time.’ There was nothing to look forward to anymore. And the fresh horror that was the mystery of his upcoming birthday present only served to set him even more on edge. His fear of Caitlyn’s wrath, however, now twice experienced, spurred him on to quickly finish his shower and start toweling off, grateful for the steamed up mirrors, allowing him to avoid his own image, something he couldn’t bear to even glimpse right now as his mind was dark enough without adding the vision of himself, downtrodden and beaten. He stepped out onto the landing, the towel wrapped tight, almost guarded, around …