She was sitting beside him on the couch. There was screaming, yelling, and a lot of crying.
I tried to stay out of the picture.
It was hard.
She was stringing cuss words at him, her words cane out like bullets.
She was firing mercilessly.
She was hurting him.
I wanted to hurt her.
The air turned cold and dim in the room. There was a pin drop silence, "get out" was all I heard.
It came from him.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.
