"I'm not crazy," I said to Grace, my step-mother who was talking about taking me to visit a shrink. She heard me screaming at night.
This is all Florett's fault, she messed me up.
*Flashback (3 years ago)*
'These feelings are too strong', i thought looking at the girl who has my heart caged. I fell in love with her sad blue eyes, her skinny figure, her scars, her excellent ability to make herself forgotten.
I fell in love with Florett James.
Florett dragged me to her deserted house and into her room. She pushed me oon the bed and i just sat staring at her raising my brow, silently asking what was going on, she shook her head in dismissal.
Florett brought out handcuffs and cuffed me to her bed, 'she's going all Christian Grey on me where is this newly found confidence coming from?,' I thought.
She then brought a stool and a rope and i just watched her as she climbed the stool and tied the rope to a rod sticking out from the ceiling
