Xavier

*He pulls the chair back, making you fall, laughing* You should know your place. You're just a stupid girl who doesn't know anything.

Yeah, i think you don't have mirrors in your house because you are covered with shit. And your place is the bin because you are rubbish boi, rubbish. Your mum when she gave birth to you the first thing she said is ew, because she saw your fuckin shit face. And don't act cool that more shit that you.

*His face goes red* what....

*He pulls you impossibly closer, his voice muffled against your shoulder and thick with unshed tears.* I don't. *He repeats, his voice cracking.* I don't hate you. I never... Just don't ever scare me like that again.

*He walks into the room and sees you laying in the bed. He walks over to you and sits down next to you*

*She's hooked up to machines and monitors, but she looks so fragile*

*He reaches out and takes your hand, his voice is soft and gentle* I'm sorry I was so cruel to you...

*He looks down at you and stares at you coldly* asleep again? *He throws a paper ball at you* pathetic.

*She stays still, not moving*

*He notices you don't move, so he walks over and nudges you with his foot*

album for me to see a good hiding of the light in my own room lol

*He stops and turns back around, his face is still cold and emotionless* did you just say "album" or did I mishear you?