I looked at him,
hurt and lost. His timid figure stood in front of me, dark, unknowing. I
couldn't say anything; all words were choked up in my throat. I stared ahead,
refusing to let the tears drop, refusing him the pleasure of seeing me in
misery and pain.
"So..." He
said casually
I gulped, hunching
my shoulders automatically, pulling off the act of invisibility, failing as I
watched his face contort into pity. Rage started to pour through me, and I felt
it trickle down the back of my throat, a sour taste in my mouth.
"I - ," I
paused, not knowing how to respond, "I hope that you have a good
life."
I turned away, slowly putting one foot in front of another. I tried to ignore the rage, and just walk away, without causing another reason for him to call after me or look at me anymore.
I turned away, slowly putting one foot in front of another. I tried to ignore the rage, and just walk away, without causing another reason for him to call after me or look at me anymore.
"Wait a
minute." He huffed, turning me around.
And that's when I
snapped.
"Oh yes, I will
wait a minute. In fact, I'll wait an hour because I was so smitten with
you!" I yelped in anger, "I should have guessed that you were with
someone else, when we were dating! How dare you tell me to wait, when you can't
wait for me at all?"
He looked at me, his eyes widening in astonishment.
"And you know what?" I accused him, "You'll never find someone who'll love you. The way that you act, the way that you so blatantly disregard a relationship, no one is ever going to want you! I hope you burn in hell, you insufferable bastard!" With that, I pushed him; hard, making him stumble back, staring at me with hurt decipherable in his eyes. I turned on my heel, slamming the door and running out, tears now streaming down my face. Hot, angry tears that I rubbed away furiously, when I suddenly bumped into someone.
They held my elbows whilst I struggled, "Are you okay?"
"You can go to tell your friend to -" I was cut off, by him picking me up and tossing me over his back.
"Shut up." His voice was amused. "What happened?"
He looked at me, his eyes widening in astonishment.
"And you know what?" I accused him, "You'll never find someone who'll love you. The way that you act, the way that you so blatantly disregard a relationship, no one is ever going to want you! I hope you burn in hell, you insufferable bastard!" With that, I pushed him; hard, making him stumble back, staring at me with hurt decipherable in his eyes. I turned on my heel, slamming the door and running out, tears now streaming down my face. Hot, angry tears that I rubbed away furiously, when I suddenly bumped into someone.
They held my elbows whilst I struggled, "Are you okay?"
"You can go to tell your friend to -" I was cut off, by him picking me up and tossing me over his back.
"Shut up." His voice was amused. "What happened?"
I shrieked, kicking
him and falling off as he startled. "Your asshole of a friend."
I got bored in Religion. May add more later. It got stupid. That's why I stopped there.
funny how procrastinating is actually virtuously productive.
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