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Chapter 13
Her frantic behavior has been over the top.
She even seams hysterical at times.
She throws things against the walls, she's not eating again.
Last night she almost spend the night in the bathtub, her skin was wrinkled and her eyes where red from the long exposure to the water. She smoked two packs of cigarettes while in there.
I sat in the corner of the bathroom, with my head in my hands.
I'm frustrated as I can't seam to help her.
I don't know what to do.
Everytime this happens and I know that it will keep happening again.
I'm afraid that she won't bounce back from it.
The last time it actually left scars on her body. She inflicts on herself the pain that she inflicts on others.
What she doesn't know is that there time was already up.
She thinks she's doing it out of hate. What she doesn't know is that they where already marked; it was just a matter for time for them.
I wish I can tell her, maybe it would make her feel better. But knowing that you're a murderer and that you'll never stop, would it make you feel better? Make everything alright?
So I wait.
There in my corner, where I belong.
I'm her slave, she owns me… even if she doesn't know it.. I know it… I'm hers.
Her body is deteriorating, I can smell it… she is different… that gleam in her eyes is dulling slowly.
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