C86 Eighty-six

Brandon is standing by the dresser with my bottle of supplement in his hand. “Do you still take this?” he asks. A rattling sound fills the air as he shakes the bottle and a guilty smile crawls up my lips. Yesterday was the last time I took it and I had double the dose to make up for the days I missed. He doesn’t smile back at me, only nods and I frown when he pockets the supplement