jude.
from: leo
to: jude
you okay?
delivered 12:02a.m
from: jude
to: leo
yeah, i'm fine.
sorry about the other night.
delivered 12:03a.m
from: leo
to: jude
no
don't worry about it, jude.
don't be sorry.
delivered 12:05a.m
from: jude
to: leo
okay
delivered 12:06a.m
from: leo
to: jude
how many bruises?
delivered 12:08a.m
i looked down at my arms, before replying:
ten.
for ten monstrous fingers.
YOU ARE READING
crooked smiles
Teen Fiction"she took his heart and he ran away." // he was just a boy with a crooked smile and a warm heart. and he loved me, but I loved someone else. {short story #228}
