"I wondered if suicide is the unforgivable sin, Because by taking control and beating God at His own game. But He still makes sure, that you never win."
Aiyana P.O.V
Like a robot I walked around the lonely street as I stare ahead. His words echo on my ear as I kept walking without any destination.
Whore.
A pleasurable escort.
The sky rumble as thunder strike with a harsh slap. The lighting bolt of thunder again rumbled a hard drop of water fell one by one. The sky grow more darker as the storm came knocking. The weather changes it direction as the rainfall heavily blow making the one dry street slippery. I walked as the sky cried for my lost. I walked as she became the witness of my murdering. The sky sob as thunder roar for my sorrow and like a lost soul I kept walking.
No tears cam
