crash and burn - 9/19/18
silently screaming in her apartment. bawling. she was acting like an adult child that had gotten its bottle taken away. Something so precious it should be it's to decide when they are done. Something that shouldn't be in the hands of others. something that shouldn't be touched without permission.
in a sense, it had.
except in this case it was her virginity. The thing that kept her pure. the thing that she still should have for her age.
there were darkened spots all over her back.
her bare skin felt gross to her. her clothes felt gross to her. the only thing that she was comfortable with was the cold water trickling down her back.
she felt too weak to pull down the knob a bit further to make the water hot and steamy. she felt too weak to move on.
she felt too scared to ever go back out. much less come out of her room. she felt scared of even her father who wouldn't hurt a fly.
she lay limp on the shower floor. nothing could get her to over. she would lay here until death overcame her.
her lips were swollen, and had bite marks. as did many other places in her body. her eyes were bloodshot and puffy. tears were coming in like waterfalls.
That's at the point when the timer went off!
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