SM OWNS IT ALL
I bite my knuckle
I don't want to speak
I don't know what to say
I hiss when I break the skin
I can still hear his head knocking against the door
'Damn it Bella. Talk to me. Open the door. Let me in'
I see my notepad
The notepad he got me
The one that's in the shape of a heart
On my counter
I stand up
Knees pop in the process
Tiptoe over
Grab a pen from the drawer
And
Start to write