I didn't realise what I had done,
until the police were at my door.
I just sat on the front step,
holding the broken bottle,
my hands covered in red.
Not only was he red,
he made me red.

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red [completed]
Short Storyshe thought she was in love, until she saw red. book two in the colours series, may be read out of order themes of abuse, no details other then objects thrown.