Yeah,surely. I'm grateful for Leah babysitting me, I'm grateful for ruining my back to get in her good books-
I believe you have gotten yourself in her good books,also get those glass pieces out of your back if you don't want to die.
"Lean."
Leah sniffled in response,its now or never.
Here goes.
"The glass shards."
Leah actually made eye contact with me, her eyes were bright shade of brown. Unlike me, my irises match with my pupils,almost black.
You've been staring for 2 minutes,speak something.
"It hurts,could you take them out?"
The pain kicked in harshly in every syllable, as I tried to shift.
Leah just stood there,absentmindedly gawking at me. It created a terrible silence amongst us two,my whimpering breaking the silence every now and then.
For fucks sake Leah,say something!
"Yep,l-l-lets g-get y-you a b-b-bathrobe Kay?
Why the sudden stutters, Leah?. Oh wait look at the blood.
I looked at the tub,the water had turned a deep red. The shirt was now a pale pink. I was soaked to the bone,the chills in February night are just awful.
A note again:
IK this is short,but the first chap which was less than 200 words got like 15 reads. So,just experimenting.
Don't forget to share this tho or else I will stab y'all (lmao JK)
YOU ARE READING
ANNE
General FictionLife has many questions,some which make sense while others don't. Some may risk your life,or some which will change your life in various ways,and lastly,some questions which may remain unanswered till life ends. Could a girl,around in her late teens...
