Nerves

SMASH! I jumped out of my skin. Oh crap, not again. Another smashed glass. My hands couldn't stop trembling, as if minor earthquakes were rippling through them. I drew a shaky breath and picked up the shards, I picked up most of them successfully. The last one, sliced my palm into shreds, blood began streaming out, like water. I pressed a tea towel to the cut and then rinsed it in water. The flowing clearness soon became tainted red. Once I have cleaned and bandaged my cut, I couldn't stop shaking. Keep calm, breathe. The nerves kept getting to me, after all, today was when he was coming back.