The fight for love and life

Explaining and fogivness

There was a bang on my door. I didn't want to answer it. I wouldn't be able to I am practicaly a cripple. I was afraid. I was alone. I was wanting to die. I fell asleep. I was finally getting some rest when I heard a huge crash. I jolted up and screamed in pain. My window opened and someone crawled in with a bag. It was dark and I had two ideas. One : tell the robber to kill me scince I wanted to die. Two: be quite and let him do whatever. I decided to stick to number one. Yup I wanted to die.
"Uhh excuse me robber sir but can you kill me see my love cheated in me and i am dying of cancer and I just don't want to live anymore. Please just shoot me.!" I said.
"No I don't shoot people."said a beutiful low voice.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"My name is Mathew." He said.
"Why aren't you calling the police or freaking out?" He said.
"I have bone cancer and I got my leg broken and I can't really move." I answered. You are probably thinking daisy do you even feel a bit scared? Daisy you are having a conversation with a criminal! I actually felt good talking about my problems to a crimanal.
"Do you want to go downstairs? Or maybe you want to go for dinner and I could explain what I am doing here." Said Mathew.
"Sure" I said I skooched of my bed and started dragging myself to my door. He chuckled gorgesly and walked towards me. He lifted my limp body like I was a child and carried me outside. We ended up in a little diner.
"So the reason I was in your house was I have a little sister and I knew your parents own a jewelry store and I was gonna steal one necklace for her birthday but." He said sadly.
"I could give you a necklace?" I said.
His face brightened up and he just stared at my face for the first time.
"Really?" He asked.
"Ya" I said.