it was a peace ful sunday evening. you and ur best friend evan were laying next to each other like usual as this song played softly in background. swooping his thick slimy acute congrent fringe out of his face.
he took a breath in.
you flinched.
he noticed.
you hoped he wouldnt. you hope he would turn a blind eye. you didn't even think he could see through that eye.
he grabbed you, still in shock he even had an eye.
pulling you close
closer
closer
you can feel the trongle fringe tickling ur face. you laid there puzzled waitng in awe for him to speak.
"does he hit you" he said huskly
"what" you shuddered under this ackusation
"y/n i said. DOES HE HIT YOU"
you burst out crying under his girthy voice and evan had his answer.
he stormed out of your room leaving you alone....
to be continued....
