They say im lucky. They say I lucked out in the gene pools. Maybe. They say I have the most beautiful man in the school. They dont know anything. How could they? He dosent hit, dosent slap. Well, he does slap, but not in the way that leaves a bruise. He leaves me broken and crying, without even touching me. Once, he said I should kill myself, do the world a favor. I though about it, even got as far as putting the knife to my wrist, but, I chickened out. I have no guts. I disgust him. Yet, I stay with him? Why? He is a horrible, horrible person. But he makes me feel safe, from every one...but him.