browneyesgirl11

I pushed the bathroom door open slowly, letting it creak as to not scare her. Her quiet sniffles seemed to echo in the tiled room, but I knew that was just me; I had heard her crying from down the hall, my ears were that sensitive. Of course, that could also be because I had heard her crying even before she had started. My visions worked that way sometimes. "Bella?" I asked quietly, pushing open the stall door on the end where I knew I would find her. I was breaking his rules right now. I wasn't supposed to speak to her, but did he honestly expect me to listen to him when a girl was crying? Especially if she was crying because h was being a