Chapter 4

The motion-sensor light in the entryway flicked on as David walked in, smelling of alcohol.

David wrinkled his nose instinctively, frowning right away. "Seriously, how many times do I have to tell you? Stop smoking, it's bad for you."

I sat in the dark on the couch, giving him a cold, mocking smirk at his words. "Stop putting on a show, David. Don't you think this is gross?"

He paused for a moment, then walked over and sat down next to me.

For a moment, the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall.

"Jess," David started,…