- AURORA-
" Owie." I whisper trying to move my fingers.
Tears spill from my eyes as I wince putting my hand under the cold running water.
Two.
Two broken fingers.
And.
Thousands.
Thousands of broken hopes.
What could be a more better wedding gift , right ?
My broken reflection stares back at me in the mirror. It laughs. It mocks. It smiles at my condition.
" I'm tired." I whisper touching my face which is decorated with bruises.
" Ahh." I scream in agony falling down on the bathroom floor.
" Let me go." I scream looking up at the ceiling.
" Let me go of this pain. Let me go of this agony. Let me go of this suffering. I've had enough." I scream hitting my other hand on the floor continously.
I sob in both emotional and mental pain when something shiny catches my
