Part I
she sat on the arm chair wringing her hands in despair. her eyes were swollen and bloodshot from crying and all she could do was blubber from the tears falling onto her lips. he sat across from her, emotionless, staring hard at this new enemy he'd encountered.
she snuffled twice before attempting to speak again.
"you have no idea how sorry i am...you just don't." he remained motionless on his leopard-print comforter.
"i'm sure i don't. you've told me a million times, but i still can't believe you." his light eyes were as cold and unforgiving as the night she told him about her horrible sin. she looked down at the floor and began to hiccough from the stress she'd put on herself from crying. she decided not to speak for fear of making a fool of her stuttering, senseless words. it was probably too late for that now though. she looked up at him again searching for any signs of warming up to her; pointless. he shook his head and swirled his shaggy brown hair up and around out of his eyes. he needed a haircut, she thought. he stood up and walked across the room to where she sat and squatted in front of her knees where her hands now gripped till the knuckles were white.
"all i wanted to do was protect him, and i'll do so now. the last person i wanted to protect him from though, was you." silence gripped them for minutes, relentless in its intensity....
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she snuffled twice before attempting to speak again.
"you have no idea how sorry i am...you just don't." he remained motionless on his leopard-print comforter.
"i'm sure i don't. you've told me a million times, but i still can't believe you." his light eyes were as cold and unforgiving as the night she told him about her horrible sin. she looked down at the floor and began to hiccough from the stress she'd put on herself from crying. she decided not to speak for fear of making a fool of her stuttering, senseless words. it was probably too late for that now though. she looked up at him again searching for any signs of warming up to her; pointless. he shook his head and swirled his shaggy brown hair up and around out of his eyes. he needed a haircut, she thought. he stood up and walked across the room to where she sat and squatted in front of her knees where her hands now gripped till the knuckles were white.
"all i wanted to do was protect him, and i'll do so now. the last person i wanted to protect him from though, was you." silence gripped them for minutes, relentless in its intensity....
NEXT POST TOMORROW. STAY TUNED!
.:.§ηοορ¥.:.
posted by .:.§ηοορ¥.:. at 6:44 PM
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Behind those blazon blue eyes, a massive dam arose, quivering from the force of the tears it held back. This wall, which would become the smiling disguise would hide him, the crying fool, from the world. His heart had indeed become stone, yet still, deep cracks pierced it to the core. Nothing could be done, he had been betrayed. As his glare cut through the thick air, just as thin weak words, fighting to make their way out broke the silence. "I want to hug you... but im afraid you wont hug me back". At this, his heart shattered. Staring at this traitor, this backstabber, she suddenly became a tiny child, weeping, bewildered, as if lost. He rose, as if breaking out of a prison of ice, and held the little girl. He was not himself, but still was not a monster, at the sight of this little girl crying, his heart began to thaw...
The next time they saw one another, she was no longer the little girl, but a irresponsible, hurtful woman and his heart was again stone.
-The master of words (Woodstock)
P.S. He gave her glasses back
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