I know that nobody's perfect but she is to me. She's perfect in every way.
She looked like a dying swan walking down the hall to my room. I watch her but she doesn't know it. She looks so fragile, like porcelain. Like she could break if i'm not careful with her.
"Hey baby." She smiled weakly then leans in for a hug.
I could feel her bones. She's lost so much weight. She takes off her sweatshirt and her arms, they're tiny and her chest bones are so prominent.
"Rip, why are you doing this to yourself?'
"Doing what?"
"Please, I'm worried about you."
"I'm fine Nick,"
"No you're not, you need help Rip."
"No i don't. I don't need help, I don't want help."
She grabs her jacket and ran out of the room but i went after her and that's when she collapsed.