Painful Love
wait here," he leaves the roo
i sigh, thinking about last nigh
i remember his face. i remember it so clear, like it feels that he's here with me, watching me. i remember him pointing the gun at my head, his hands shaking. he was afraid, i know. and i was afraid, to
storm, my cousin. why hi
lynn enters in the room with a first-aid box, then sits on the floor, slowly lifting my gown up to my knees. oh, i hurt my knees, too. now, they are red, bleeding slightly from the cut
he wets a piece of gauze pad into some alcohol, then carefully rubs it on my patella. i'm watching him, watching him clean my wounds, blowing them passionatel
"aren't you going to ask me that why i jumped?" i suddenly questi