Midnight Lovers

The rain slid down her arms making sure to touch every dip and curve. It licked her busted lip and bruised skin. Her lips were turned up, smiling evilly, as her fist made impact after impact with the man that ignited all her pain. I couldn't do anything but stand there as the rain drenched my body, hearing her scream at him as her fist flew into his face over and over. And in the moment I could feel everything she felt. I could look at her one good time and realize why she does the way she does. She claimed to be a monster by her own doing but failed to mention the world had made her that way.

'Monster(noun): an imaginary creature that is typically large, ugly, and frightening'

Rosemary was always warned to stay away from monsters. She never listened because if she did she wouldn't be watching one sleep so peacefully in her bed like this.