Skinny love [M.C]

Face your fears

Anonymous*

I crept silently up to her house. Cautiously looking around to make sure no one was looking. My breathing was Shaky and I was trembling from the nerves creeping up my spine.

I jogged to the side of her house and checked again to see if the coast was clear. I ran my hand through my long hair and grabbed the back of my neck, a nervous habit of mine.

Slowly, I crept around the side of her house to where her room was and took in the sight I hadn't seen for three years. Her long blonde hair cascading down her back and her make up smudged from crying so much. It broke my heart, the heart I only have for this one girl. Her dull green eyes that used to hold so much happiness and her pale lifeless skin covered in scars.

I reached up to tap slightly on her window. The way it made me feel, and remember us sneaking her in at four or five in the morning. She'd come home drunk and high, full of memories she wouldn't remember the next day.

She slowly approached the window and peeked out. The look on her face tore me apart. She looked so scared and her eyes got that spark in them they got everytime she saw me.

She slammed the window back and dropped to the floor of her gray room. I took it upon myself to let myself in(if that even makes since) since I knew she wouldn't. I climbed up through the window like I had a million times before. I looked at her. So much had changed about her. Her body was so small and fragile. It used to be strong and tall but now she just looked like a little child.

I guess she found her confidence and stood up. She said something I. Wouldn't have expected.

"Well if it isn't the devil himself, Mr. Ashton Irwin"

*plot twist you little shits. Sorry.