Status: this is old writing (i had an old account that got deleted) willing to continue
The Girl
Everybody has a past
Shifting slightly my top slides up a little showing my tattoo curling around, spiraling up my side.
The pigments that ink my skin permanent, covering my scars, escaping, freeing me of those horrific memories. Cold. Cold. Suddenly ice cold fingers are tracing the delicate ink, the touch with traces of a lovers past love.
"W-When did you get that?" His voice wavered silently questioning me, probing me for the answers. My voice wavers slightly, whispering something. "What was that?" I. I can't do this.
Doubts, memories and his face fill my mind. "After I was raped" I mumble louder, quickly bolting for the door.
**flashback fades**
The pigments that ink my skin permanent, covering my scars, escaping, freeing me of those horrific memories. Cold. Cold. Suddenly ice cold fingers are tracing the delicate ink, the touch with traces of a lovers past love.
"W-When did you get that?" His voice wavered silently questioning me, probing me for the answers. My voice wavers slightly, whispering something. "What was that?" I. I can't do this.
Doubts, memories and his face fill my mind. "After I was raped" I mumble louder, quickly bolting for the door.
**flashback fades**