"Lorcan, please! Open this goddamn door!"
I've been screaming out my lungs since he shut the door before my face but until now, there's no response i get. I feel hopeless, i feel so weak. My holds on the knob loosened up as i slowly accepted the fact that no one can hear me out. He won't listen and it hurts my heart much. I moved my feet towards his bed and back on sitting on it with heavy flowing tears around my face.
Why would he lock me here in the first place?
I thought we'd already talked and i told him I would accept him for being him, that I'm not really scared even after knowing how darkly dangerous it is to be involved with him.
How i really wish i could read his mind, i could get into his unpredictable ideas that lead me to misconceptions. He's the most veiled person for m
