Dear Neigbour

e couldn't help the sense of deja-vu that came upon her. Somehow the feeling that this could be just as she was afraid of it being did not sit right with her. She shut her eyes

he man came into her room at night. There was no way he was visiting her since she knew he barely knew of her existence outside of the music. She was pulled out of her thoughts by a sha

for her mother helping her out in that. Who was she kidding she had known her mother wouldn't do much about it. She watched him from the same spot letting her eyes, that were a similar color to his, rake him from top to bottom, not drinking him but rather wishing that this was another one of her stupid dreams and sh

es as he lay on it motioning for her to close the door. Why did she feel as though she was not ready for it even though she knew it was going to happen. She was tempted to just walk out and away from that house until he left but she was not crazy like that. Besides she could see her neighbor sitting right outside looking into her house as th

e felt how tight his hold was and how uneven his breathing was and she knew whatever would come she had brought to herself. If there was a lesson that had been drilled into her over and over again was to never defy him. She had defied him and had almost exposed him and he would not cut her some slack just because she had saved him from the emba

lk with this woman." She could feel his anger through his words bu

n though he was cruel to her she also knew that she had a hold on him and he would at least do her that one favor. She waited patiently her eyebrow raised waiting for his response. The man sighed as though to tell her it was not over yet. He then ki