sunrise

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I felt empty.....as night fell ,but I kind of felt more as the night went on. I thought this MSN was going to kill or rape me ...,but....no.. He took me home with him ,and he actually had a nice him. There were like punk ,metal, rock band posters and stuff everywhere. My favourite part about it was his collection of guitars all kinds from bass to ,electric, to acoustic. I enjoyed looking at them. They were really cool ,and very shiny. Even though it was in the middle of the night ,and he put me to bed...I laid there listening to him play and...sing? He had such an unexpected voice. It was so powerful, yet calming. He sang about what seemed to be living through the pain of life ,and how could it can be. I slowly fell asleep to his calming ,and melodic voice. I've never felt so safe with a stranger, someone who could've killed me...,but didn't... Why? Why didn't he kill me? Am I important to him and how? These thoughts filled my head as I tried to sleep, but my sleep didn't come. I just laid there....thinking of why a stranger like him... Would want me. He could have anyone he wanted ,but he chose me. He is my sunrise in the darkness.

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