You stood there in the rain.
Bruises covering you from head to toe.
Your friend must have had his ways with you again.
I didn't smile at your hurt figure, blood poured out cut veins.
Like always you passed out there in the rain.
Vulnerable, begging someone to take you.
So i did the right thing and put on my raincoat, got an umbrella.
I sat by your side and put the umbrella over you.
I sat there for hours.
Till the rain stopped
Till your hair dried
Till the sun came up
Till your eyes finally fluttered and i ran away leaving you in a confused state.
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Short Story"I didn't want to watch you from afar, but nothing is really my choice now and days."
