He smiled looking up at you- burns doesnt it~? Well welcome to my world where ive been beat, touched, assaulted, punched, slapped, pulled. And a scratch like that was a blessing. -he spit on your face-
Oh right ‘homeless’ better than having daddy issues you pwetty wittle pwincess. -he reached his hand up your back where they couldnt see and left a long scratch with his nails walking away-