Lying As a Martyr

“Tyler, I'm not perfect!” Kandi screamed and I watched him through bewildered eyes as he sobbed with his arms thrown out and blood dripping down his fingers tips. All I can do is push my fingers back through my mess of black hair and drop my gaze to the floor.

It wasn't always like this between us. I promise, we were in love.

I guess it all started when we met. I met Kandi like I'd never met anyone before...