Will she ever move on? Does she have the ability to be strong? To be emotionless and fearless. Cracked from the inside all her life, her mentality of the world and has changed. She longs to be left alone, unbothered but yet again, longed to be wante...
Please this story unedited so if any mistakes, just make sure to point it out, okay... good.
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Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
Inspirational quote of the day
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Chapter 5 ___
"When are these people gonna let us go freeee...?" I said out loud, in more of a Whinny, than questioning tone, gently sliding my body, against the rails of the cell's gate, in an 'up and down' motion.
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
Not only did did I look defeated, I also felt defeated..
I promised myself I wouldn't get caught..., I promised elle I would be back home before dinner time,...i promised her I wouldn't ever leave her, even if my life depended on it... But here I am.., locked up in jail like some wannabe criminal, with the man whom saved my life.
I broke my promise... I broke every single one of my promises to her
'It's not like this is the first time you've broken a promise, silver. What's a few more broken promises to your dumb list anyway..'. My subconscious mind said, clearly, and deliberately taunting me.
"Shut the hell up you dimwit..! No one single person asked for your fucked and useless opinion." I said yelling, lifting up my head, to face the ceiling of the cell, in order to stop the shower of tears, just begging to flow.
A moment of dead silence passed, before a voice broke it,
"Excuse you... ?Who or what do you think your talking to..." An angry masculine voice said, sounding irritated and even more so confused..
Masculine voice...?? Why the chicken nuggets, is there a masculine voice in my jail cell-
Shit.
Shitty shitty shit shit... I soo freaking forgot! Like seriously, How could I have forgotten he was still here..!
I wasn't the only soul in this hellhole of a cell, Although it was well kept, and an averagely clean cell, it was still a cell nevertheless. And no matter clean or well kept it was, no one would want to be locked up.
