t e a r s.
maybe if i kept crying, i could drown myself.
he was passed out somewhere
after he came home
s t u m b l i n g
drunk
with some other girl.
4 missed calls, 8 new text messages
From: him
are you okay?
3:41 pm.
-
7 new text messages
From: him
i know you said to leave you alone but, you weren't at school today.
3:43 pm.
-
6 new text messages
From: him
i'm really worried right now.
5:09 pm.
-
5 new text messages
From: him
please answer me...
5:15 pm.
-
4 new text messages
From: him
if he hurt you, I swear to god, i'll kill him.
5:47 pm.
tears,
the ones that shoved their way through my shut eyes and pivoted down my cheeks.
you
couldn't
care.
the rest remained unread.
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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.]
