Stinks. So smelly. So smelly. Stinks make me gurgle. Stinks make my brain spasm a little. Hands try to rip it from my body. No. No. As soon as my fing...rs grip the damp cotton I see a xenomorph through a small window in the cell door.His little hands grasp a knob on the wall, his little hands turn it slightly. The metal ring around my neck begins to throb a little. Suddenly I cannot think properly. My brain feels like it is being mushed a little. Little gasps escape my lips, oooooooohhhhh,. . don't abandon me again." It had sounded like the most forlorn thing I had ever heard. It made me stop for a heartbeat.And although I had walked out on her, the words have haunted me ever since. Soft, pathetic me.My first game of tennis with Erica, since I returned from Houston, lasted only half an hour. Then she told me she hated playing against zombies. I apologized and we quit. When I slumped down in a corner seat of the restaurant, I did not even remember one game we played.She stared at. "I was sorry I said that the moment it came off my lips. I meant it, but I never should have said it. I never want to hurt you. I love you too much." Joe said apologetically."You still love me? I know I still love you, too. We built a lot in those few weeks." She said."Five weeks and 4 days. I would have made you my queen if you gave me the chance. We barely had a chance to get to know each other and I was planning our life together." Joe said misty eyed."Me too. I let the guilt I felt from. I took a deep breath and turned around to see his face peeking through the crack in his door. I smiled and he opened the door wider and motioned me to come in. I looked around, then back at him and walked slowly toward his room. Once I was in, he shut the door and wrapped his arms around my waist. He was standing in back of me and I could feel his breath on my neck. He ran his hands down my thigh, then inbetween. He touched my vagina through my shorts and I felt warm. His hands moved up.