Cold. Thats how the water felt as it poured over my naked body. The tiles were cold as I sluned into a sitting position at the bottom. Everything was so cold

Goosebumps tose on my skin as what felt like tiny pellets of ice spill all over my skin with my knees up to my chest and my forearm resting on top, I bend my head to sink my teeth into the skin of my arm

A sob racked over me I was numb to the core, I could feel nothing. I bite into my skin harder than before. Still nothing. I wanted to scream, wanted to ask god why he would do this to us 

Why do we always have to be tortured

It was not fair

My black hair curtained around me, sticking to my wet skin. It was night time. After showing Blake to the guest room he had not bothered to come out yet

I knew I had to expect that. Doctor Gomez did warn me beforehand. But was it stupid to have wished that he wouldnt have suffered these kind of complications

Life was not fair

I retracted my teeth from my skin, I had tortured myself enough. I needed to be strong For the both of us. It was normal for him to treat me this way, he doesnt know me, he doesnt remember me 

fingers, they were a different story, they wanted to wrap around the neck of whomever shot Blake. Whomever caused this.

tightly. I imagine wringing their necks for causing my man pain. I imagine killing them for causing

the loud ring of my phone. I sighed withdrawing my hands away from the faucet. I really hope it‘s not that

I was in the hospital. He kept calling even though I had explained my

sniffle as I opened the glass shower door and slipped out. My fingers work quick to grasp my towel and wrap it swiftly around my body. My

Our room

it on the bed. I rolled my eyes groaning slightly. “I‘m coming, I‘m coming.”

I reach over and curl my fingers

breakdown.” I squeezed my eyes shut and felt the tears roll down my cheeks. I

never was. Blake was the one who

not answered the first time I stopped crying

us. I mean how do you think I feel knowing that my bestfriend slash cousin thinks my name is really

to joke about your parents naming you Austin instead when we were younger. Funny how his brain made

doesn‘t remember me Ryan. He doesn‘t remember me at all.

life. But here‘s the thing, what you two shared can‘t just go away. Even if his brain can‘t remember you, the feelings that made his heart

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