“But one thing that I’m sure, I fell into your eyes so blue.” His face was soft and his smile, warmly affectionate. But this erratic revelation had hit me and spinning my head out of nowhere. These are some pathetic acknowledgements... to have sex with someone that I don’t know. He’s like a lightning to my darkness. I was flawed and damaged… as he pull me into him. But . . . there are demons in his self. He wanted me to die. He wanted me to be killed. He wanted to throw me a goddamn scrap. And he was torn about what was happening between us. Hi! :D This would be my first story here. Hope you guys like it. :)