Beggar
“Tell me your name.” He asks again.
It's on the tip of my tongue to say it. But I can't, the words won't come.
Instead I break out of his safety and say the only answer I can,
"Beggar, that's my name."
I don't look up. I can't bare it any more.
The disappointment etched on his beautifully scarred face will no doubt undo me.
“You keep lying to me Beauty. f**k, how am I supposed to protect you, keep you safe?!” He hits the wall behind me and I jump from the impact.
“When I don’t even know your name.”
His eyes shine with disappointment and hurt, my heart splinting.
“I'm leaving, I'm being deployed and I don't know if I'm coming back, and I don't wanna die without even knowing your name. I don't wanna leave without knowing you safe, please I'm begging you.”
His pleading with
