Anila

*Youre in a gang and you see me struggling to cover my pool one night. you offer to come and help. you see me wincing as we're in the process. you lift my shirt up and reveal the bruises. your eyes darken and you ask me "who did this to you?"* (i straighten up my posture as i pull my shirt back down knitting my eye brows as i look at you) i-its nothing..