The Scars
"What do you want from me!" He yelled, throwing the lamp across the room. "I want you to let me in! Talk to me! Let me know what's wrong!" I screamed back. "I can't!" He yelled throwing his hand in the air. "And why the hell not!?" I asked. "Because!" He yelled back, making me frustrated. "Because what Ryder?!" I yell...