I should have seen it. The lock, the stupid questions about my personal life that she so idiotically questioned me on. She was the most disgusting human to have ever lived. But who would listen to a muted little boy?
That night, I layed on my bed, staring at the ceiling, still shocked about the events that had occurred to me. I reached under my bed, grabbing the first drawing to reach my fingertips. It, like most of the others, was a picture of Rain, the time she talked to me at the library. I was such a fool back then, not even remotely acting like a good human being. Tears trickled down the sides of my face, uncomfortably landing in my ears. Sighing, I stand up and walk to the bathroom, splashing my face with cold water. There was even a smudged lipstick mark on my neck; which I rubbed off, furious. I crawled back to bed, hugging a crumpled up portrait of Rain.
It's so uncomfortable, I don't even want to tell you. I just hope you get the picture. If not, use that dirty imagination of yours. Thank you for understanding.
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Yah, I had this idea, then I decided to abandon it. And yes, whatever you think she did to him is probably right.
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Silence is Golden
RomanceThis was Aiden's last year in high school, and he was determined to make it a great year. That didn't really work out very well for him. Like all seniors, he was forced to deal with the usual struggles, college, classes, teachers, romance. Throughou...
