Forgotten

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I have never felt love. The only time someone has told me that they love me was when they wanted to take things from me...and I let them. Now I’m broken on the side of the road in the rain.

As I sit in the rain a car drives by, like all the other cars it speeds by but then it stops by the side of the road. A man then walks out of the car. He walks up to me and asks "Are you okay?" The man's hair is sticking to him along with his clothes. "Are you okay?" He asks again

I shake my head. Not because I really did need help, but because I didn't want his help. Why was he here? Why didn't he just drive by?

He says "I'm going to take you to the hospital, okay?" I shake my head once again. Why couldn't he just leave me to rot in the rain! He then goes to grab my hand to help me up, but I fall back down.

Oh. I really am broken. My legs aren't working. He then mutters something under his breath. Then says "I'm going to help you okay?" I shake my head once again.

He then picks me up and takes me to his car. Why won't he stop! Even though I am out of the rain it still feels like the rain is running down my body. I look down and see red. He gets into his car after buckling me in the car when he says "Your bleeding!" I look down again and see blood.

Oh, I'm going to die.