Her story.

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️

It hurts to talk about it.
It hurts to acknowledge it.
But it's the bitter truth.
It's the reality.

It's her story:

As I stood there feeling broken and vulnerable, he came closer slowly and held my gaze with a deep intensity.
I still remember how the darkness of his pupils had seemed to take over the rest of his eyes and swallow it whole.

I felt as though I was staring into the blackness of his eyes at that moment.

The sharp blade was pressed onto my arm and I unknowingly applied more pressure.

His sharp gaze flickered towards my arm for a split second and then back up at me again.

"Do it." He said with no sorrow in his voice.

"Press the blade harder."

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(All writings unless quoted and given credit are all written by me.)