Creative Writing


Yet again, I moved forward to hold his hand, ‘Kray, you would have died.’ Why could he not understand the situation I was placed in? ‘You kissed my best friend to save me?’ He mocked. ‘You kissed him in front of me. You tell me, what should I think?’ ‘But, if we were together, she more »


I looked at the figure next to me. I always assumed that confusion had a limit, but this was something different. One minute, this doctor was biting my neck; the next, he was accusing me of attempting to destroy Kray. ‘I don’t understand you. What are you blaming me for?’ I asked. I couldn’t understand more »