Post by brody on Dec 19, 2010 0:03:49 GMT -5
The tears just kept coming and god how she hated herself for being this weak in front of someone that she barely knew to top it off, but here she was crying her eyes out and hugging onto some poor boy that had the misfortune of meeting the towns harlot, the outcast by her own doing. "what if they are right? what if I'm just a big mistake? what if its better to have me dead? please i don't know what to do anymore , i keep looking for something to make me numb , to take the pain away .. "she almost choked on her words because of her tears , she felt so tired and old now. She didn't want to be what she was , she wanted to be good and pure again. "don't tell me I'm beautiful , please I'm not , I'm nothing at all "
"you keep hoping you find it , but trust I'm a broken mess , something that should thrown away" she clinged to his shirt as tears kept streaming down her cheeks, her eyes red and puffy from all the crying. " i don't know how to fix things, i don't know how to fix myself" he grip on him tightened as she feared that he might let go and leave her alone, if he was smart he would do that. his words seemed so true and sweet but she knew that she would never be someone precious , someone honored and loved. "please don't tell me that , please don't get me to hope again , please i want to be empty , dead inside so i don't have to feel again "
She felt like a broken mess , like her soul was falling apart and her heart was being ripped into shattered pieces. She let every tear drop she had kept inside for so long fall down and escape their prison. "thank you Ryden " her voice was a soft whisper as she clung onto him , tears falling rapidly. she didn't know how to repay him for his kindness , she didn't want to taint him by offering her body as thanks and she didn't want to be a whore around him."but what if i don't , what if you're being to kind to me " she mumbled out with a muffled sound as she pressed her face into his coat.