by Thomasina75
Dawn stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Her eyes were red from constant crying. Her hair was a greasy, tangled mess because showering would've meant she actually cared.
A button was hanging loose on her shirt. She took the razor blade held between her fingers and sliced the remaining thread, letting it clatter into the sink.
Before she could touch it to her skin, it was snatched away.
Her eyes jumped back to the glass, but saw no one. She glanced behind her and discovered Spike. Without saying a word, she fell into his arms, sobbing once again.
Red Wolf — razor, button, glass
Published I will remember you this way... — 17.10.2004
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