Monstrous (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

"Monster".
That was all.
All I can hear. All I could see. Everything I had.
People looked at me with fear in their eyes, terrified by what they see. They talked and explicit the word behind my back. They shouted it into my face. Engraving it into my soul.
The pain was great, shame persist, gloomy thoughts, heart dead.
Was I really a monster?
Maybe, maybe not.
It didn't matter, because I would do everything possible to remove that monster from the face of the Earth. It would no longer be seen by anyone.
And maybe loneliness it would die by itself.
Corrupted by it own self.
That was the intention.
The plan, which was to bring salvation.
And maybe it would work ....
If we hadn't met.