JennaFlare

"David?" Taylor called gently, pausing at the door to his room. "Can I come in?" There was a silence-filled pause before the brunette pushed the door open softly. "David," she said again, sadness in her blue eyes. Before her, a room that was usually organized and clean was a disaster. Clothing and dishes were scattered everywhere and the smell made her want to take a shower. David lay on the bed, his curly hair matted and greasy, tear tracks lining his chiseled face. She took a step closer to the bed, unsure if he realised she was there. "David, I came by to say hello." He looked up at her now, very deliberately and slowly. His eyes were ha