Marriage in Ikebukuro
Chapter One Hundred Thirty Four
I stepped into the bathroom and rushed towards the sink. Turning the cold water faucet on, I splashed my face, trying to simner myself down. To be honest, I didn't know what to do. Emotions swelled inside me as I splashed myself again and again. I clutched on the sides of the sink and took a deep breath. Closing my eyes, I tried blocking out the negative things.
It didn't work. At all.
I grabbed a paper towel and started patting my face. Tears streamed down my face. Was I actually crying. I faintly laughed at myself. I haven't cried ever since I was fifteen. I didn't know why I was but they just kept coming down.
Before you know it, I was crouching on the floor, covering my face as they kept streaming down.
It didn't work. At all.
I grabbed a paper towel and started patting my face. Tears streamed down my face. Was I actually crying. I faintly laughed at myself. I haven't cried ever since I was fifteen. I didn't know why I was but they just kept coming down.
Before you know it, I was crouching on the floor, covering my face as they kept streaming down.
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Y'know, sometimes random ideas come into my sick twisted mind and sometimes you have to write them. Other times, you write a piece of random shit and this is the outcome.:l
Yeah, mire shit to be revealed. Yuki's an emotional wreck here. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU STAY UP LATE.