We are woken up by yelling.
Them again.
She's begging, he's screaming.
Then she cries out and nothing.
I often hear them argue.
He hits her. She yells and tells him she hates him and that she should leave his sorry ass.
I don't understand why she stays.
I know you hate that. You are always telling me that she should leave.
Still, when he smiles at me in the corridors with his dimpled smile and offers to help me with my groceries, I let him.
A./N.
Banner on my profil.
Thanks for reading. ;)