Blinded Sight

§ thirty-seven §

When they arrived at the party,

it was already at full swing.

He was instantly taken away

by his other teammates

leaving her with a promise

of his return.

He left her there alone,

with no one.

She had nothing else to do,

so she started to walk around the place.

She found you there, drunk in the kitchen,

with them

and emptied bottles of poison

that is now r u n n i n g through your veins

as if it were your own blood .

She remembered Helen, before the chemicals

had replaced the blood in her system;

it seemed like ages ago.

"Hey guys, look, it's the Slut!"

he slurred, the others cheering.

You, on the other hand,

looked like you could kill.

"How 'bout we go upstairs,

do a little..."

His hand started to trail

under her shirt

Before she could push him away,

you grabbed his wrist,

and threw him against the wall.

"Get your hands off her!"

you yelled.

She was grateful for what you did,

but what you did next,

s c a r e d her.

"She's my bitch,"

you growled in her ear,

right before crashing

your lips into hers.

∞

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