His hands were all over her tiny body. When I say tiny, I really mean tiny. Bones were showing and her skin was pale as the fresh snow on a winter morning. But he didn't care. He was so drunk that he wasn't able to make the difference between the wall and his own love. But once again he didn't care. Since the beginning, he never had been able to make the difference. She was so easy to manipulate. All you have to do is to tell her that you love her. You don't even have to mean it. Just say it and she will be all yours. But the most important one, she will believe you, no matter what you will do to her afterwards. All she wanted was to be wanted and loved. And this boy gives her that, just not in the right way. Well, that's what some people say about their love story. He just don't show it the right way. Will somebody ever will?
Her body was cover with bruises. The contrast between her skin and the purple was shocking. She woke up next to him. She felt like she was going to be sick again so she just left him alone in his bed. Yes it was his. Everything in this apartment was his. He was the man after all. She went to the kitchen to prepare the breakfast. She opens the door of the refrigerator but he was empty. No food. Again. What a surprise? She does have a job but all of her money was going into his account so she never sees it. All of sudden, it just disappear. One morning it was in there and in the same night, the account was empty again. She was used to it. She lives with it and never complains. Because complaining lead nowhere. She decides to leave this place and just go eat outside. She stops at a little café at the corner of the street and order in. She was looking at the boy who sat at a table near her. His hair was cut short but you were still able to see that his hair was curly before and his brown eyes were just staring at the air. He was in another state of mind at that moment, she knew it. A little smile appears on her face, a really tiny one. But it was there. She starts wondering how it would be to be his friend … or even be his lover. She was weird like that. She got lost in her mind and the last thing she knows, her boyfriend is next to her, yelling and the brown eyes boy is staring at them. She was confused. How long he has been yelling at her like that? She suddenly starts to listen to what he was '' saying '' and here comes the tears again. She wasn't going to be weak, not here, not now and not in front of him.
What the hell are you doing here hen? You were looking at this boy like he was a piece of meat! That's how you treat me too? I'm just another piece of collection for you? You know what; you are just a little whore. You are good for physical. For the rest, you are worthless. DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU ARE WORTHLESS. UGLY. FAT. STUPID. But the worst, nobody will love you if I leave. So you better stay at home next time. Okay? You better do everything I ask you, otherwise we are over.
Here we go again. She just stood up and left with him. She felt guilty. She shouldn't have look at that boy like that. It was her fault, he was right. Her anxiety starts to show, her hands were shaking and she was biting her lips until it bleed. Inside, she was dying. Dying to apologize to the man who say he love her, to the boy she was looking at and to her. She was stupid to stay with him. She was kind of aware. But she was not able to let him go. Because it's the only kind of love she knows. Her dad shows her first, whit her mom. After that, Jesz came into her life. His name was Jessarae, but he never liked it. I have to say that at first, he was carrying. He was a sweetheart. He really was. But it changes. Their love was real at first. It was the most beautiful love she ever knew. But they lost it with the time, with the seasons, with the wind. One day, she came home, her dad was gone. He left a note on the table saying; I just hate you. It was the only reason he gave her. At that time, Jesz was around for her. She starts to feel depressed. He tried to save her but she was stubborn. At least, that's what he said. He tried but she wasn't listening so one day, he hit her. It just happens like that but it never stops. She just got used to it. She never doubt when he was saying I love you. He really mean it. Sometimes. That's what she was hoping for. She was hoping that he was still in love with her and that like before he would just erase her doubt about herself. She wishes the old Jesz would come back. He was not back yet and she was still waiting. She was still waiting for her love to come back. Will he ever get back to her ?