to me it would be safe but it could trigger i supose so be carefule.
Stained forever
I was sick until bile hit the basin before I decided it was time I should stop. It would have been very easy to stay there and let my body continue to dry heave over as it tried to bring up bile but Esmee was the one it troube. I loved her but she couldn’t stand my love but what else did I have that I could give her. I could check her pulse or give her an ECG. I could give her a blood test or set up an IV with my eyes closed and my training meant I could giver some convincing stitches but she could do all that as well all I had was love for her and that in turn hurt her.
With still shaking hands and barely noticing what I was doing I cleaned my vomit up from the sink before turning my attention to the blood that was dripped onto the floor and smeared against the toilet seat before finally I picked up the small metal blade from the floor which now had my wife’s blood speared all over it.
“You cur my wife you shit head.” I growled at it crushing it in half between my two fingers before wrapping it up in toilet roll and placing it in my pocket.
When the bathroom was clean again an I got to my feet and examined my work you would never of know the horror that had just unfolded in therein there. Water and bathroom cleaner washed it clean away from the surfaces it touched but upon Esmee and my self this moment would stain forever. A moment that I would never be able to wash off of me.
AMAZING!!!
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