I'm not the same person as I was..
Her long hair is spread around on the pillow. One hand on top and the other under as she comfortably sleeps. I'm not suppose to keep her here locked and keeping her from going outside of the house. This insane of worries fills up on me and I wonder if anything happens.. I'll fucking kill myself.
The heterochromia eye color makes her stand differently among any other girl I've seen in my life. She has a soft petite body and gentle sound of the voice that I could barely hear but perfect.
I felt something moving and it was her trying to sleep comfortably. Her eyes open. Gently I held her hand and pressed it against my lips as she sits up covering her top self with the bed sheet. "I keep thinking.." she said while I scoot closer to her and our forehead touched.
"About what." Her hand carelessly was on my face. Suddenly one single tear falls out of her eye.
"My father. H-how-" I saw her swallowing back the tears. "He'll take me back to that house and abuse me all over again." She whimpers. "I don't ever want to go back there. This life that you live in, what if I'm not cut to be in it? Am I going to loose you.." her broken eyes look up and released a few more tears.
My thumb carelessly wipe them away and I leaned it passionately, bringing her close to me and we lay here close. Her head was on my chest as she felt my heart beat; it's all of her. She looks up to me as my eyes look down to her face. "We'll make it." I whispered.
I can't live this life without her.
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RomanceMAFIA/ROMANCE Seventeen year old Almíra grew up with her mother and siblings for a short time until she was separated from them. Everything was impossible and all she ever faced was being abused and treated like dirt by her step-fath...
