2 Broken women Part 1

I never liked people, they always WANT something the always NEED something.Pathetic.All of them they think I'm cold they think I'm... broken yet, they are still hang around me like dogs. This is how I thought this is how I used to be until I met HIM the man who changed my life , the man who gave colour to my life , the who's unlike any other.

And it all started on a faithful December afternoon.

I went shopping because my annoying little sister insisted that I get her a 'good present' and so I did. But then as I was crossing the street a car went rampaging at terrifying speeds, I had no where to go however I wasn't afraid to die I've never been so as I'm about to take my final breath I hear a voice more specifically a mans voice.

" WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING GET OUT IF THERE "

I then feel a tug on my scarf and the next thing I knew I was .... I was ... warm.