dallas winston

“So… The whore decided to 显示 up.” Sylvia snickered from behind you, over the noise of the party at Buck’s.

“And so did the bitch.” 你 thought to yourself, clenching your fist.

“Whaddya doing here, whore?” She says, taking a swig of her beer.

You turn to her, trying to remain calm. “I came here with my boyfriend.” 你 say cooly.

“You’re still forgetting he’s mine.”

“He dumped your sorry 屁股 five months ago.” 你 snort.

“At least my 屁股 is better looking than yours.” She huffs.

You stand up. “What was that.”

“My ass,” she smiles. “Is better looking than...

你 see the huddled body in the corner.

“Johnny?” 你 whisper, before breaking out into a sprint.

A million thoughts raced through your mind as 你 ran into the alley.

“Not again, not again.” 你 think.

He would break for sure this time.

You crouched 下一个 to the huddled body.

“Johnny?” 你 ask, trying not to let the tears fall as 你 shake him gently.

No response at first, but he slowly turns his head toward you.

You gasp at the sight of him.

His was eye black, swollen shut. A giant gash was on his cheek.

“Johnny… ” 你 whisper, bringing a hand to his face.

“Hey…” He mutters.

“We...