Almost....

The way you press against me gives me adrenaline. The way you slide against my skin gives me fear then I start to question. Is it too hard? Is it too soft? Will it hurt? Will it bleed? And by the time I ask myself that last question. It's already too late you've already dragged against my skin opening me open over and over letting my blood drip down my arm I drop you on the floor looking at my arm as it drips faster then I notice that the room Is getting darker I drop to the floor I was losing a lot of blood. I hear faint crying, screaming and sirens then I wake up my arm wrapped a bag of blood hanging to my left and beeping in the background but I notice these 10 people walking through the door with tear, teddy bears and balloons and I give a half a smile with tears running down my face.