Buts in your butt

JUSTIN'S POV:

I woke up in the morning and the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was her face. She was sleeping peacefully with her mouth half opened. Who sleeps that way duh. This woman... I closed her mouth slowly.

All the things I read yesterday flashed in front of my eyes. She was beaten, she was abused. And this is not done. No, I'm not letting them go. How dare they treat children like that? She needed care, she needed love. She had just lost her parents God dammit.

I was thinking all this when I saw her eyes moving. She's waking up. That was when I realised my hand was on her face. What am I doing? Shit... I jolted and stood up from the bed before rushing to washroom to take shower.

"Why am I doing all this? What is all this happening? Why is her past affecting me so much? Why is my blood boiling thinking about her shameless relatives and those bastards from the orphanage?" All these things were going on my mind while I was under cold shower