Listening to: Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me
She shuts the door behind her leaving the facade on the doorstep. She rests her back against the door for only a moment before sinking to the floor hugging her knees. She rests her elbow on her knee and runs a hand through her hair lost in thought. The events of the night come rushing back and she runs her hand down her forehead, over her eyes and pinches the bridge of her nose. She sighs while drowning in emotions and lets her hand continue down her face over her lips and off her chin. Her face bears the look of disbelief and slight regret as she buries her head in her knees and grips her hair as she starts to cry. There is no need for words.
"If I get a little blood on you, finally the world will know you're guilty"