Page 71 of Adam & Eve

He’d officially ruined showers for me.

“Ahhh,” I yelled out in frustration when I opened the drawers wanting to cover my nudity and

all that greeted me were thin pieces of fabric.

I slammed the drawer shut.

He emerged from the bathroom with annoyance in his eyes. “Why are you screaming?” he

asked.

“Because, this is crazy. I’m crazy. You’re a damn nutcase! This whole scenario is crazy, and

you keep managing to add more elements of crazy to it.”

“Could you stop yelling and just talk to me?” He sounded tired.

Good. So was I. Ignored him as I made my way toward the bed. I was determined to go to

sleep. It was the only time I could really escape him. He grabbed me from behind before I reached the

bed.

I snatched away. “Don’t touch me.”

“Why? Why wouldn’t I touch you, Eve?”

“Because I said so. Because I don’t want you to touch me. Because this game you’re playing

is tiring and insane.” I ticked off each very legitimate reason on my fingers.

“There’s no game, Eve.”

“Bullcrap. Why am I here then?” I asked for the hundredth time.

“Because I want you here,” he replied calmly.

Like always, he didn’t elaborate. His answers made me grind my teeth.

“Did you even think this through before deciding to kidnap me? Did you not imagine how I

would act? Nah you didn’t. How in the world can you be so smart, but so stupid?”

“Eve—” he started but I cut him off.

I didn’t want to hear any more of his sick fantasies about us living happily-ever-after.

“Why don’t you leave? You ever heard of absence making the heart grow fonder? Maybe you

should try it. Don’t you have somewhere to go? It’s been almost two weeks and you haven’t left or

called anyone. Don’t you have a life? I can understand me not leaving, but why do you always have

to be here?”

“You want me to leave?” He looked at me like it was the most absurd suggestion ever spoken

by man.