Conflicted
he says in the most broken and bruised voice I have ever heard.
My terror is slowly leaving my body, but the tears aren't stopping. Too much has happened to me in the past week. Every fear, every betrayal, and every ounce of courage is leaving my body. With each tear, I am becoming more and more broken. The Vanessa who was excited to graduate but was afraid of being homeless, The Vanessa who had a best friend slash sister, The Vanessa who was determined to make it........that Vanessa she is gone. Gone. Dead.
My knees give out, and my big scary mate crumbles to the floor with me in a heap. The water pelts my back as my tears shower his chest.
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