" Excuse me Alan, I need to talk denim for a second. "" I say's and yanked denim arm and dragged him out far away from the corner to talk to him. Anger clutching at my mind nails scraping through layers of flesh Fingers balled into fists
Nose ***** lip split bruised knucles
Black eye
" Where are we going? and you are holding my hand too tight . "
" I'm sorry that you are uncomfortable
with the rage in my body that makes my hands shake and my vision blur; I didn't realize that my emotions made you uncomfortable."
I cranked my neck back and saw Alan was still standing there and I don't want to see me with denim. So, we walk to the church which was next to the hospital and a small park, In the darkness of the park I could be beautiful. Among trees that could pass for elaborate halloween
