I greeted my teeth as I sobbed quietly, hugging my knees with my back against the cold wall.

I felt upset and confused.

Did he like her? Was she forcing herself unto him?

I squeezed my soaked eyes shut, my mascara running down my flushed cheeks as I wandered off into my thoughts for the first time after a while.

My own thoughts took over me and I found myself imagining her dead. Simply dead.

My own wickedness startled me and I quickly snapped out of it, my body trembling from fear.