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    Shadow of a Day – (Chapter: Chapter ten: A Sensible Heart)

    Okay so I heard this song called Sensible heart by City and Colour, it made me so sad and teary. I also wrote this chapter listening to it repeatedly so this chapter is a tear jerker or just plain sad. By the way check out the song it’s great which is why I titled my chapter it.

    Here’s the Story. COMMENT!!!!

    Dream like state in Italics

    Chapter Ten: Sensible Heart

    “Hatred is the Coward’s revenge for being intimidated.”

    “Spencer, what are you doing here?”

    She didn’t answer. Her silence frightened me. 

    “Come in.” I insisted.

    She stumbled in the door way. The light reached her; the scene in front of me finally registered.

    I closed my eyes; I wanted to shut out the world. I gazed back at Spence, I was speechless. 

    Her face was scarcely noticeable. Shit, how many times did he hit her to cause so much damage? Her right eye was swollen shut. There seemed to be a gash under her left eye, and her nose appeared to be broken. Blood was running down her face seeping into her shirt.

    Oh god what did he do?

    “Ashley,” She paused for a second to regain her composure and then continued. “I’m so sorry; I had no other place to go.” She said defeated.

    I’m going to kill him.

    I went to help her in the house. I grabbed her side to carry her upstairs.

    “Ow, fuck.” She cried out. The tears trickled down her face.

    What did I do? Damn it I didn’t mean to hurt her.

    “It’s my ribs.” Her breath became shallow as she shrieked.

    I pulled her shirt up, fuck, her abdomen was completely bruised. There were two possible reasons for this, he either punched her repeatedly, or he simple gave her two swift kicks in the stomach. Either way I’m sure she had a cracked or broken rib(s).

    I couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that he had beaten her. I wanted to breakdown. I knew the reason behind her beating was because of me. It was my fault she was barely breathing.

    I released a frustrated sigh before saying anything.

    “I’m sorry Spencer. Fuck this is my fault, he shouldn’t have punished you, damn it.” I feebly said.

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    1. i wood of fucking killed him i wood of stopped if he cod do it to my gf i can do it to him but he wood feel 10% what he put her threw love it hun good job pms (-;

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