Stitches

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He's Breath smelled of Blood and smoke, he was covered in blood figured, he had pain in his eyes just seeing him gives shivers he stepped forward that made me jump he's arm still around me was freezing cold and it soaked my shirt of blood but yet I didn't care much of it. It was like all that matter was him being there with me there, that's all. I know that sounds crazy but wait to you hear the whole story...