He was afraid of the storms in her eyes, but somehow, they were meant to be.
[ warning: my writing was a complete disaster in 2013. read at your own risk. ]
He was afraid of the storms in her eyes, but somehow, they were meant to be.
[ warning: my writing was a complete disaster in 2013. read at your own risk. ]
I take a step back and every step I take he matches it with one of his own. He reaches his hand out infront of me and grabs me by my throat. He pins me up against the wall and brings his face close t...