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I TIE THE ROPE OF MY satin dress as I open the glass door where the nature welcomes me by silently blowing breeze cooling my heated body.
Aristide's passion is now my hunger to swallow him whole. The lust in his eyes still shudders me, the black turns into obsidian bursting my ovaries right there and then.
"What are you doing to me, Aristide?" I sigh as droplets of water drop on my face. I smile looking up where several droplets of rain showers bursting out from dark clouds.
My once cold heart now thumps out loud. I place my hand on the left side of my chest and try to soothe the ache I feel.
I shake my head. "No, I can't fall for any one, not even myself." I slide down leaning against the closed door, hugging my knees close to my chest.
The way he held me when I broke down and soothe me like any person wouldn't, it was sight for me to behold.
I have been always tossed like a fucking toy for anyone to use. I clutch my hair tightly screaming out loud that got blend with the powerful sound of thunder.
"I am ashamed to give birth to a girl who always cry and seeks for love."
I grimace when my dead mother proclaims her wishes that echoed in my ears.
"Shut up." I grumble but the jumble words slowly placed down and several lines soon followed.
"You're better off dead."
"Who can love this human who only cries?"
"I wish I could give a son not a fucking daughter who always cry like a pussy."
"Shut up. Just shut up." I yell as I slam my hands over my ears, crying.
"Crybaby."
"What a crybaby." Her evil laughter vibrates in my ears.
