Vulnerability? Sequal
She shivered harder as the light illuminated off her beautiful features; the white light made her eyes dance and she looked almost angelic standing there. Her arms wrapped around her body, the small frame she could not even protect, but against someone like him, who could. She cried silently, but it was masked under the hard rain that fell on her, soaking her clothes, making them tighter and darker then they actually were. It weighed her down, she was so small almost fragile even. To have someone on top of her take advantage was always her greatest fear. Today was not her day, everything was wrong, it started wrong and hopefully she thought it would end right. Tonight she planned ahead; tonight she planned to put that razor to her skin for the final time.