He stabs the knife into my arm, I scream, he smiles and leans his face down in mine.
Or that?
He leans down kissing down my chest, I kick him off me. He rolls over and slams his arm into my stomach, I scream in pain. Why is he hurting me? How does he not feel anything? And I still don't wanna hurt him? what is wrong with my head?... This goes on for a while, me fighting to get up and him just beating the s**t outta me until finally I pass out. Is this fun for him? I do not understand. The sun pours in the window and my eyes cautiously open to find him passed out next to me. I pull myself up breaking my thumbs slipping up and getting dressed. He begins to wake up as I walk outta the door. I jog down the stairs and bang on Shelby’s door, she opens looking tired but wide awake
