FROM BAD TO WORSE

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I tried to forget that day, but how could I. He took my breath away and not in a good way. After that day, I saw him differently. I saw that light go away, and the darkness come in. He looked mean, stern, and angry. Did he always look that way? Was I so blind?

One day he asked me to dinner. I said yes, mostly out of fear of what he would do if I said no.

"So I have been thinking."

"About what?"

"Us. I want us to be more official."

"More official?"

"Yes. We should get tattoos of each other's names."

What. The. Fuck? Tattoos? This came out of nowhere. And without thinking I responded.

"No."

His eyes lifted up from the menu and I saw nothing in them. No light. No love like I used to. Just anger. And I knew that anger would be expressed towards me. I got up and walked quickly towards the door. But I hand grabbed my neck and slammed me into the ground.

"What the fuck did you just say?!"

ITS SHORT. BUT ITS TO THE POINT-ISH. WELL I TRIED, RIGHT. COMMENT AND VOTE. DONT BE A GHOST.
»JM«

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