Screaming as the noose tightens around the neck of her love she stands there helplessly as his body jolts toward the floor with a quick snap of his spine.
Her eyes widen with terror as she quickly lifts her head from her pillow that's soaked with tears. "Its just another nightmare" she says as she reaches for her phone to text him and make sure he's alright, but he doesn't reply, he never does unless he wants something. So she goes to the next best thing she has to comfort her, as she reaches for her razor she knows he's going to get upset when he finds the cuts on her during one of their sexual escapades but it doesn't matter because he does it too, he's the reason she started, but she can't leave. She wants to save him, she wants to love him, even if it kills her.
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Short Storythe rantings of a demented teenaged mind
