the bruises faded. To anyone who looke
ings anymore. I was broken, and inside I was screaming. Sweet and innocent?
lives, had forced himself into my body and left me hollowed out. There was
ile that people always thought about when my name was mentioned. But I wasn't t
why I had
l, even some of the member's old ladies of my cousin's motorcycle club had been through
, the club would want to look after me, just like they always
g was my o
any horrific memories for me, I could start to heal. I
with my tears. Monster would never forgive me for saying goodbye like this. But he had his own
, I am
eaving like a thief in the night. B
was gone, and I needed t
innocent didn't