The Model

Warm wind caressed my skin and the sun tickeled it slightly. The grass under my feet was fresh and green, still a little wet. Smooth wind moved it, green constant waves, brushing against my legs. The smell of summer filled up my head and there was peace inside of me. I smiled happily and turnt to jump slightly. I was not alone. There was a man standing a few feet away from me. His head hung down and fringy black hair hid his face. His chest was bare and had a pale glow in the warm sun, the black ink on it giving him a dark and kind of misplaced vibe. His hips and legs were covered by black, dirty pants.
I moved a little closer and shivered slighty as the dark purple and blue bruises caught my eye that were all over his arms and upper body. His ribs looked the worst, just like they were broken. But that was not everything. Slowly he lifted his chin and a sudden shock and sadness flashed through my mind and making my arms and legs numb.
There was a vibrant sadness and at the same time emptiness in his blue eyes. And then again they sparkled bright like the sun in light blue water. A shudder went down my spine as I saw a long and weirdly clean cut that seemed to give him a bloody smirk. Blood was running in little streaks down his chin and neck. Black spikes surrounded his eyes and traveled down his cheeks. In a strange sense he looked beautiful. Without the bruises he would have even been attractive.

Suddenly his lips parted and with a low and smooth voice, thick with suppressed tears, he said: "Help me".

Notes

Hello, people :D This is my first story on here yee. I hope you guys like it. I have a couple chapters written so I'll just drop them daily and then continue writing :)