i cried...
and i know i said that
i would never give him the
s a t i s f a c t i o n
of seeing me
cry
b u t,
i couldn't take it anymore
when the thought
crossed my mind
that i'd rather him
keep hitting me
until
he realized my chest
stopped
moving.
YOU ARE READING
touched ✓
Short Storystory #2 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | abuse every night you held me. making me feel disgusting, because you were the s e c o n d to touch me. © 2014 flawed- (lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) [Jan 16, 2015:: #2 in short story.]
