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I just looked at him in complete disbelief. How could he? Why did he? I thought.

“I just had too show you” he began.

I cut him off, “Show me what!?” I yelled. At this point EVERYBODY was starring at us, so yelling wasn't really going to do anything. “HOW MUCH YOU WANNA FUCK ME LIKE EVERY OTHER WHORE YOU DATED?! WELL I'M SORRY, BUT I'M NOT LIKE THAT!!!” I screamed. Tears were boiling in my eyes, I under no circumstances want to cry because of him, and I did not want to cry in front of him. I wanted to be strong.

I looked around the room; everyone was starring wide-eyed at me. So I dashed for the nearest exit. It was the only thing I knew how to do. As I ran memories flashed through my mind, all the memories that made me the untrusting person I am today.

“WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME!?” my mother yelled as she threw more, what felt like, glass at me. One hit me in the arm, it stung and I felt a trickle of liquid start to slither down my arm. “HOW COULD GOD GIVE ME A BLIND CHILD?! ITS ALL YOUR FAULT!” she said, to me. “YOU DEMON CHILD!”  She threw another sharp object at me. It hit the right side of my stomach. I fell to the floor, scraping my knees on the hard rock. I was outside, and my mother was kicking me out, for being a five-year-old blind child.

“Why don't you come in her Abby? It’ll be ok; it’s just a closet”. My foster father said as he guided me into a strange room. I franticly felt around for the nearest wall, than closed my eyes to hear. The only thing I heard was loud country music blasting so loud I couldn’t hear my footsteps. Because I was only eight, I trusted my foster father and walked into the strange room. I smelt heavy alcohol on his breath; at that moment my mind told me to run. But I kept on walking in, into the strange room. As I still tried to fell around for some type of walls I felt the door shut from the vibrations on the ground. I turned towards the vibration.“Kyle? Where’s the walls?” I asked as I attempted to walk near him.“Right here my love.” He said as he grabbed my hand and led it into what felt like his pants, than down into what felt like his underwear. Which it was…

I heard footsteps come towards me. My eyes were shut in fear from my memories and I was outside on the cold roof floor. I recognized the footsteps it was Chris. He sat down next to me and I felt his warm body next to mine. I automatically moved closer to him.

He breathed in with difficulty.

“What?” I asked. I looked at him, my eyes still closed. I felt more secure being blind.

“Nothing…” he said. I felt his breath on mine so I knew he was close. Everything in my body stopped. My hand moved up to touch his face, but I lowered it back down when I realized what I was doing. He breathed in again than moved away. Everything started again, and I began to wish he hadn’t. “Actually there is something. I know why you have trust-issues and stuff… but why do you think I would do that to you? I love you. You’re my soul. And its ridiculous that you completely hate me for one mess up that I did! I MESS UP! I'm human and I'm sorry. I wish I could be SO much more for you,” he leaned over and touched my face. “You deserve so much more. And that’s why I want to give you as much as I can offer.” I didn’t know what to do. It was quite for a moment as I decided to either run again, or trust him again. “Trust me.” He said and leaned his head against mine. I did. I kissed him. He backed away. “I don't want a kiss. I want love, I'm sorry.” He said than looked away. I opened my eyes and took his stunning face in my own.

“I love you.” I said. We just stared into each other’s eyes for the longest time. Than when I finally decided to kiss him, the door slammed open. Chris and I both looked up, to see Lisa and Max, lets say, passionately making out. We both laughed than walked out.

Hand in hand.Together Forever.

sorry its such a bad ending...im not good at those:/