Blood.
Bloody hands and a wounded wrist, caused by the person I trusted once again.
Hurried footsteps, heart pounding out of my chest, I run out of breath trying to escape from Anicle and his friends amidst the eerie emptiness of the school corridors. I hold onto my wrist to stop the blood from flowing as I make my way to the taps.
I look behind me and the only thing I notice is the trail of blood that follows me...
- Chapter 01 (Out Now)
- A Beautiful Thing