Note: This post contains suggestions of adult material. PG-13.
Did she want to be alone? To live here, by herself, without Tim? Stay here, and not run off to Devin, asking him to fill the empty places inside her?
“Well, why not?” Her voice sounded strange in the room – different and more echoing without Tim’s things. Or was that all in her head?
So many questions, and really no answers. That was scary in the same way it had been every time she left the courtroom in her mother’s custody. She’d always known she’d end up back in the courtroom, then a foster home – and, sooner or later, back in another courthouse, leaving with her mother again, with no one asking her if that’s what she wanted, because it was cheaper for the state if she wasn’t a ward of it.
Maybe that’s why she and Tim had worked. He didn’t know anything at all about that part of her life, or how fast she’d been willing, once upon her time, to drop her pants for anyone who’d let her get in what was in theirs. It didn’t matter whether they were men or women – or even how many there were, sometimes.
It was only about the empty place. Only now, years later, did she see the truth.
She’d been trying to fill herself, exactly the way her mother had. Only, what she had done with sex, her mother had done with heroin.
She’d always blamed her mother for that, for the destructive addiction that had eventually killed her, and left Drea parentless. But she was the same. Her destructive addiction just hadn’t killed her.
But who was to say it wouldn’t, if she didn’t find a healthier way to fill the voids?
Will Drea find a way to heal her emptiness?
Who is Tim, and where has he gone?
What’s next for Drea?