It's now four hours since Samuel claimed me and I am still in a world of pain. I cry for hours on end because it is almost unbearable. If it were not for him holding me in his arms I'm sure the pain would be incredibly worse.
My emotions are also all over the place as well and I can't think straight. I have never felt more bipolar in all my life. This is another reason for my tears. One minute I am fine and the next I am crying. The sheets on the bed are covered with blood and the room in the scent. It's a good thing I don't have an aversion to blood or I would be sick.
At times I find myself hating Samuel for causing me to be in this extreme amount of pain and want to push him away. Though when I start to go through with it I back out and can't do it. I need, no want him next to me. His
