"Who are you?" I asked. "I'm River," he extended his arm out to me. I noticed the various colorful tattoos he had scarred onto his arms; they were beautiful, distracting and dangerous. Like him. ******** After being diagnosed with sc...
(Editing) His eyes widen and his lips part in pain as he stares wordlessly at me and then at the large blotch that forms around his chest . He clutches it as he coughs in pain. I didn't get to push him into a sewer, but this feels so much better. I sardonically chuckle to myself before leaning in to whisper into hi...