Fallen

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Time was neverending and it became more brutal by the seconds that passed. Seconds that turned into an eternity. Wynrie was nothing like Rhaven. She did have similarities but it wasn't anything like Rhaven was about. Daemon always stared more at Wynrie anyway so I knew I had a higher chance with Rhaven for sure. I watched her move her boxes onto the house and I also saw the look on her face when this wannabe thug came around and began to bother her.

They seemed to fight every day if not every other day and I knew, I just knew, it was going to go bad one day very soon. After a few months of her living across the street and fighting with the wannabe thug, I noticed that she hardly showed her face for more than a few seconds at a time. I had a darkly disturbing feeling that I knew the reason behind why.. She must have been being abused by that pussy ass bitch and THAT made me angry.

One day as soon as I saw him leave on his piece of shit motorcycle, I went over and knocked quite aggressively on her front door. When she opened up the door, I noticed she had her head down towards the cement flooring and she said," Yeah? What's up?" I took note in the fact that her hair was draped over her face (like an emo would have their hair).

I stood entranced in her beauty for a moment before I replied," I know what he's doing to you. You can come over whenever you need someone. My brother and I are always in so just knock and one of us will answer. We've honestly both took notice, but he's really bad at making small conversation so yeah. Just wanted to put that out there that of you need anyone, we're right there." She looked sort of faintly stunned by my words for what felt like hours.

"Uh, yeah. Okay. I'll be sure to do that if things get more out of hand. Thanks", she replied back. "Things will get more out of control and we both know it", I shot back quickly. She didn't seem too shocked by my words because she knew I was right, it was going to become worse if she didn't do something about it. God, I really hope she does something about it before I get involved.

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