“You’re living like a disaster!”

Sevika yelled out at you. Coming on meaner than she intended, she truly just was scared to lose you. Just couldn’t express it like a normal person.

You had strawberry gashes all over you, all over your arms, your thighs, even some on your chest. It was a problem you had.

“Kill me faster.” Is what you wanted to say but you knew it would send her off into more worry.

She got worried when you texted her “I love you” late at night and rushed to your house.