HER SCARS

"I wish I never met you."

He said and stared at her while she stared back at him, boring holes into each other. The past flashed within one eye. It was beautiful yet painful. One wanted to recollect it but hated every bit of it like a religion their enemy worshiped.

"You were a coward who stepped back before even taking a step ahead. You were a traitor hidden behind alluring innocence and elegance" He said and she slowly lowered her gaze, resting it on his chest. Only if she could defend herself, she would have but even mere words couldn’t prove her past will. She tried to twist her ankle out of his grip but he only tightened his hold. All of a sudden he yanked her forward, her eyes almost left their sockets when she found him between her legs, her ankle was almost raised near his face, forcing her to lay back on the red carpet.