Postcards From The Underbelly
What
I came through the door looking at Jimmy howling on the ground in pain holding his wrist. I raised an eye brow. As I walked over my jacket let out noises from the warn in leather. Jimmy's eyes widdened as I bent down next to him.
"What the hell did you do now?"
I breathed out touching his wrist seeing the darkening burn mark.
"What?"
I questioned him. He was just staring at me. His eyes wide and his mouth slightly parted. I rolled my eyes. Fucking moron. I got up walking into the bathroom. I looked better than ever. I didn't feel like the whore I use to be. I turned my head seeing Jimmy standing in the doorway just staring at me.
"WHAT?!"
"What the hell did you do now?"
I breathed out touching his wrist seeing the darkening burn mark.
"What?"
I questioned him. He was just staring at me. His eyes wide and his mouth slightly parted. I rolled my eyes. Fucking moron. I got up walking into the bathroom. I looked better than ever. I didn't feel like the whore I use to be. I turned my head seeing Jimmy standing in the doorway just staring at me.
"WHAT?!"