'Tell me your name." He asks again.

It's on the tip of my tongue to say it. But I can't, the words won't come.

Instead I break out of his safety and say the only answer I can,

"Beggar, that's my name."

I don't look up. I can't bare it any more.

The disappointment etched on his beautifully scarred face will no doubt undo me.

'You keep lying to me Beauty. Fuck, how am I supposed to protect you, keep you safe?!" He hits the wall behind me and I jump from the ...