WHEN HE BROKE ME

rashing through a flight of steps. The sight of the blood running down her thighs, forced a lump of whole

that cared to listen, every ear that walked into her front porch. Even teasing other girls on my behalf. That's the reason she brought

r face but My efforts were all in vain. It all started the first night

the bed with the loose nightgow

mothers wishes, you're finally he

ff your face and let'

though?" she as

you are to me.

me , throwing her

ir," she said tugging at the

you'll e

echoed against the walls became true cries of pleasure as her eyes rolled ba

my skin but I couldn't bring myself to stare into hers. She lacked the innocence Violet had when I

apping her hands around my neck w

into her, collapsing into the space beside her. Her vig

to read through the Agreement

re to read?" I ask

ically became your second

gasping for air. She looked at me with watery eyes, literally begging me to let her go with every pitiful m

ne and It was your mothers idea not mine," she

ld she go to wrec

not done

er, stopping at her distance that my whispers would be perfectly audible and the frown dangled on my fore

confidence to thrash you o

ets. Her body vulnerable to the passing cold breeze, evident from her jerking. Her ears never picked up the sound of me en

these questions running around behind those brown eyes of hers. I knew they

stopped pushing back any utteranc

he edge of the bed. The hug lasted long, longer than it should have. I didn't want

her face. Things were never going to be d

said scrubbing the back of

a kiss to her forehead, resting my chin upon her hea

accepted the fact that