Words can't describe the tension in the atmosphere. Each breath felt like one step closer to the end. Every so often I would hear him whisper comfort to me, but it didn't register.
I felt his hands stroking my hair, and every time we heard a slightest noise both of us would jump and he would grab my hand tighter. After a while I tried to relax us both. I kissed him gently but it was no use. I could taste the fear on his lips.
He got us in to this mess in the first place, I thought to myself. I let out a deep breath just to break the spinetingling silence which engulfed the room. I was almost thankful when he reached his arms out moaning, as if he was in a bad dream which he couldn't break out of.
I knew I was going to have to say something to him sooner or later. Clasping all the courage I could reach, I managed to mutter, I thought you said you weren't going to do it again?
He nodded gravely, merely to acknowledge what I had said, but didn't reply. Frustrated I tried again. I wanted to hit him hard.
''You could have killed me I choked out.''
It wasn't like that'' he said, anger clearly possessing his voice.
''Then how was it?'' I answered equally as defensively.
Arms folded, my face in creases of rage.
''It was just something I had to do.''
''Oh yeah'' I drooled sarcastically back,
''just like feeding the cat.''
I knew I was provoking him. I didn't know just how far...
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
Never again posted by Soph
Posted by Soph and Nanda at 10:58
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Soph, I could read your words all day. I think we have quite similar styles. Please write some more.
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