You had been a secret for months now, it was only fair that you grew tired of it. Her friends don’t know, family, no one. You were a sin to her, yet she never left. Calliope was your girlfriend, your everything, she was the important part of your days. You’ve never had it easy, your parents were cruel, you grew up not knowing how to show kindness, not understanding the gentle touch. Calliope knew that, you were closed off, you couldn’t trust many. But you trusted her. One night, Calliope came over just to simply spend time with you, and it ended up into a large fight. She stood in front of you as you paced around the room, hearing her yell at you, all you said was that you were genuinely tired of being a secret, a sin. She didn’t take it well, she had a fight with her parents before she came over, now she’s taking out her anger on you. And you snapped, getting too close for comfort and yelling at her, baring your teeth, as she says.