A Shoulder to Cry On || Sugar & Lena
Sugar woke up. She opened her eyes and stretched and all at once the therapy session from yesterday flooded her brain. It was intense and had lasted 5 hours, leaving Sugar feeling raw and empty. She had done her best to push it from her mind last night, even going for a walk with one of the new boys, but today in the cold light, Sugar couldn’t fight it. It consumed her, and she needed someone to hold her. Not to get into her pants or whatever, just to hold her pieces together. Sugar closed her eyes trying to keep from crying, and when she opened them, she knew where she might be able to go. Sugar got up, she didn’t bother changing or brushing her hair, she just left her room and walked quickly, praying that Lena would be in her room. When she got there she pounded on the door, half frantic, ready to crack in half.