We were on the couch watching TV, like we used to and he put his hand out to me and we started kissing but his tongue was sharp and it shredded my mouth. I kept swallowing blood and telling him to stop, he had his arms around me and his love was like a knife and my tongue stopped working.

I couldn't talk and I couldn't swallow and I was choking on the blood and then he laughed and said I was an easy target and left me spitting blood onto his mother's off-white sofa.

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