She cradled his head against her chest, the tears now flowing freely. She rocked him back and forth and stroked his hair.Soon, she was crying, too.Sleep claimed both of them not long later. They were restless all through the night.Marissa didn't sleep in again. She heard Alan in the shower. The water shut off and a few minutes later he came out. The curtains were drawn and the room was still dark. Alan dug through the armoire for some clothes. He hadn't noticed that she was awake and was trying his best not to make any noise.She watched him dress in silence and admired his body. He had his shoes in his hands when he looked over and saw her watching.Their eyes locked. Neither said a word.Alan came over next to her and sat down on the edge of the bed. He looked away, and sadness flashed across his face. He started to say something, but stopped and took a deep breath."Listen," he said quietly. "About this morning ... I—" Shhhh." Marissa sat up and put a finger over his lips. She put her. “But I can't let you in looking like that."I need to run, Andrea thought. I can't let anyone see me like this, not with what's about to happen. But instead she laughed and said, “I belong here." Come on," said the bouncer, talking low. “Go home and sleep it off. You don't want to hurt yourself, do you?"Andrea tried to answer but instead collapsed into peals of hysterical laughter. She rolled on the sidewalk, laughing and laughing, and inside her guts twisted. The bouncer looked away for a moment, disgusted, but then tried to help her up. She grabbed his hand and pulled him down with her, putting her face right up to his and laughed, showing her teeth. "Get off of me you fucking freak!" he said, pushing himself back up again. Andrea tried to stand too, but couldn't. Her limbs were no longer shaped the right way. Her arms twisted and her spine stretched and her jaws protruded. It was too late to run now. Her clothes shredded as her body outgrew them and she tore at the sidewalk with.
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