Debt

the long version

I don't know what I was thinking when I hired someone to attack me. Maybe I was bored, or lonely, or there was a void so deep inside of me that I needed something explosive to fill it.It was supposed to be safe. A thrill. A way to break through the monotony of everyday life. It was an illusion of danger that I could walk away from as soon as it was over.Except that it wasn't. Because I had been in danger long before I ever invited it into my life.* * *My mission is almost complete. The bubbling