Prologue

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Though I can't stop what goes on inside my head as it tears me apart day by day like a virus that won't stop until it's host is dead.

My irregular breathing finally begins to calm as I look out at the ocean that holds my tears. The information I had heard is information I will never be able to forget. It will always hurt, tear me apart. It won't stop ruining me and it will never throw me away for being thrown away is the equivalent to death.
I had learned earlier that year that when I had found loyalty, I had found my pain. A pain that drives like a bullet through my wound. But then again I deserve it, don't I? For expecting too much of people, for not using enough of myself. One could guess, that my own abilities and compare to a usual person, are low. And I regret it, I regret hurting people.

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