“What?! Say something you jerk! You repeatedly told me to listen and now you can’t say anything?! Tell me how to f*****g go home! I want to go home!”
I didn’t know that I’d rather her be angry at me and shout at my face than see her totally break down on the floor because she couldn’t take the pain anymore. She was clutching her chest like she couldn’t breathe, and I wanted to help her but how can I when being touched by me causes her more pain than it does any good.
“Trevor! Tell me! Please tell me! Tell me how to get out of here please! Tell me….” she cried as she stopped hitting me. I never knew I’d ask her to beat me more if it would make it any better. I can already feel the sting of the cut on the side of my lips but I’m perfectly aware that this is nothing compared to the pa
