Challenge 05/JF - Terri
Justin feels sick as he sets the scene, glances at his watch as he pulls at the bedclothes and throws a tied off condom to the ground. His hands shake as he slicks lipstick over his lips and takes a drink, placing the crystal glass on the floor.
He wipes off his lips, rakes his hand through his hair and crawls into bed. Hating himself as he arranges the cover so it’s trailing over one hip.
“I’m home.”
Justin pretends to be sleeping as Chris walks into the room. A tear slipping free as Chris walks away without a word.