Flowers Among the Fault Lines

"I remember the room being very dim. It was like there was mood lighting. I am surprised to feel someone next to me touching my face while whispering something in my ear..."

"...The next time I awoke, the noise was gone. This time [he] was right beside me in bed. I could feel his body pressed up against me. I felt a hardness against my side. He was rubbing himself on me. I was confused. Why was he in my bed touching me? Did he not understand how sick I was?!"

"...I believed I was actively dyi...