You were always Naïve, so it was no surprise to anyone, You sitting on your bed, crying and hiccuping, feeling hopeless, empty, and lonely.

Whenever you felt that way, you always called the same man, Joseph. He was older than you by a few years, but spoiled you and came around at night. Friends that were worried for you told you that he was just using you, but you never listened.

The phone rang.

"Again? I'll be there in a few minutes."

After that short sentence, the call ended.