Twenty-eight

  I stare at her mouth-opened.

There are so many on her skin I can't even recollect counting, no challenge she's wearing a cover-up.

She isn't proud of her skin because of the pain. I really can't imagine all this happening to my bright, enchanting fair skin. I hiss at my own thinking, I already start counting in a day.

"There is no escape, Haley." She straight up herself and rest her body on the counter

She close her eyes and swallow hard.

"Don't you think...you shouldn't give up?" I suggest and she glances at me, wickedly clouding my heart with the thought that my words ain't making sense.

"I mean, normally when you are in danger like rape-"

Her eyes tighten in preparation to strike. I shouldn't have mentioned rape.

"All I'm trying to say is. You never stop fighting even if you're dying."