Broken | ddlg
"Why do you think I'd hurt you?"
"Everyone hurts me. He hurt me most."
Her small hand points at the wall where a note was laying across the broken and wore in bed. I look into her scared and pale face before gently standing up and walking over to retrieve the note.
When I actually feel the note between my fingers i see why she was scared. I see why she assumes id hurt her. I understand.
| contains/ ddlg, abuse, cursing, multiple metal disorders, neglect, drugs, rape, and other touchy subjects |