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As I sit on Carmen's black bed I huddle my knees to my chest as I hear screams and then silence, my heart starts pounding. The door opens Luke stands in the door way, this is not the person I like. This is a murderer, "angel" he whispers, I just stare at him, "I know, I'm a bad person, but it's what I do" he says quietly, I don't even want to look at him. Just as I was beginning to fall for him. "I'll go" he sighs.

I still sit huddled on Carmen's bed, "he really is a good guy" Carmen says. Of course she'd support a murderer. She sits next to me, "I'm going to tell you something I've not told anyone else but Luke" she says sounding hurt. It's just like how I used to be and feel. "Did someone you know" I say, "they were going to but Luke stabbed him and offered me a place to stay as I was homeless" she says crying. I hug her as she cries.

Sounds like she was saved just in time which is more than I can say. I had an abusive father who raped me and passed me onto his friends. "Hey, why are you crying" Carmen says pulling away, I didn't realize I was crying til she said it. I so wanted to tell her but I can't, "I'm not ready" I say cracking. I get up and run into my room.

Hurriedly I lock the door and slid down it, I huddle myself together and sob and cry. I cried so much at some point I fell asleep.

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