The morning of Every nights tragedy
Kapren's P.O.V
The screams, the tears...The blood. I saw it all with horror printed on my face. I wailed with their screams, I weeped with those tears, and I could feel their as the red liquid runs out their cuts. I did all these things because I could do all ,but help. Why? Because Me,myself is the who cause these deaths.
~ I am the one who always sins.~
I open my eyes and tears quickly rushes out. I slowly sat up on my bed, putting my hand to my head. The tears were dropping on Glen's arm. "Uhhggrr..." Glen moan as he peeks his eyes open. They grew larger
when he saw me. "Oh , you're back,...why are you crying?" I shook head, and wiped my eyes. Glen stares at me. "Love,...Tell me what happened this time?" I shook my head , trying not to remember. The tears began to flow harder."N-n-n-no..." I stuttered. Glen sat taking his arm off of my stomach. I glanced at Glen as he got out of the bed. I blushed while wiping my eyes. Glen turns his head and smirks. "Getting a good view?" He asks as he walks out the bedroom. I looked down at myself noticing that my shirt and bra was gone,and most of my chest had kiss-marks. I blushed harder knowing what happened after I came back. "Kapren." I look up to Glen. "Yea?" Glen was already dress for school. He rises his eyebrow at me. "Are you going to get ready or just zone out?" I shook my head to get some feeling back to my face and got out of bed. As I walked by Glen he grabs my arm and pulls me into his chest. "I'll be waiting in the car." He breathes in my ear. I nod and tried to walk away, but Glen did not let go. He kept his head on my shoulder, his nose resting on the side of my neck. "I know I has allot after you came back, but...you just smell so delicious." I look down waiting for Glen to let go. "Oh,I'm sorry Kapren." Glen says letting me go. When he did I walk into the bathroom and closed the door. I turn on the shower and walk to the mirror to look at myself. I froze right on the spot. Surprise at that thing that was staring back
.Myself is half-way gone by the look of my eyes. Myself is half-way free...