Left In The Dark

"I never thought you'd ever become a self-centered slut. I can't believe I trusted you," he said smiling.

He walked out. I clentched my fists. I was in this mess because of him. He shouldn’t blame he.

He couldn’t blame me. I turned around and hit the wall, laying my head on it.

I began to hate what I’d become. Why did I choose this? I wanted to go home.

I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay, my weeping willow. You will see him again in the ring.”

“Don’t touch me.” I said, my voice cold and distant. I turned around again and began training.

My hair shot vines from the highlights, which traveled undergrown, grabbing the dummy, and pulling it under.

Whilst, ripping it’s head off.

I loved that boy. I still do