Beauty and The Bad Boy.

I looked down at my phone as it rang for the 5th time. Erin's name appeared on my screen. Deciding to answer it I click the green button.
"Hello" My voice sounded distant. Empty.
"For fucks sake Franco, where the hell are you?" She sounded annoyed and tired.
"The bus stop."
"Why?" She huffed.
"I'm waiting for her. She said she would come home" I look at the bus stop sign that stands in front of me, memories flood my mind instantly. She sighed
"Franco.. stop putting yourself through this!" She sounds frustrated!
"SHE SAID SHE WOULD COME HOME!" I shout.
"Franco..." she pauses knowing the next sentence will forever wound me like always.
"She died two years ago." her voice cracks. It still pains everyone to even think about it.

My eyes travel down to the blood that will forever mark this lampost. The blood of the girl I Love.

The blood of Addilyn!