Tears That BurnedMature


Everything in my life is going wrong.

I'm as crumpled as the pillow that I'm crying into. Yeah, I know--Me, Tybalt, Hottie, Sex-God, Motorcycle Big-shot--crying.

Crying like there's no tomorrow.

The screen on my phone blurs rainbow with tears as I skim through all the messages I've sent over the past few days. There aren't many that catch my eye. Just that one from Juliette.

Oh, Juliette.

I hope she knows how beautiful she is.

I hope she knows how much I love her.

Even as my body rots with Maria, and what she left inside me.

I hope she knows.

The End

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