MARCUS'S POV
Her name was Chelsea. It was such a lovely name and it suited her as well.
It was clear that she wanted us to be friends but honestly we could never be friends and I didn't have the time to make friends. I was too busy trying to straighten out my messed up life.
I was too busy dealing with the darkness that I've kept inside me ever since my mother passed away.
I felt like exploding and going on a rampage whenever I saw my father's face.
He deserved to be sentenced to death for what he did to mother and I promise one day I'll make him pay and he'll have to face the law for the murder he committed years ago.
I was full of darkness and she was a ray of light and I would only taint her with my inner demons.
My darkness was contiguous.
She was full of life, bubbly, cheerful and happy while I don't even remember the day I smiled.