July 29, 2015
Dear diary,
I demanded Elliott to speak to me.
He said he didn't want to and I was mad because of it. I was only worried about him. I could hardly stand to look at his battered face and it was even harder when I knew he didn't want me to.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I cried to him. "Why do you make me feel this way then treat me like I'm nothing!"
"Your not nothing."
"Then act like it!"
He was up and standing after that, pulling me against him and kissing me like I've never been kissed before.
Oh Elliott, I am so in love with you.
