hey guys, happy Saturday! I was inspired by this concept(?) that I discovered this morning and began writing a short story to it and I wanted to share what I had so far to get others opinions on it so far. Anyways this is what I got -
"Please take me back, please, I-I'll do anything you want!" I cried, begged, and pleaded, but nothing was enough to make him stay. Nothing at all.
"Don't cry sweetheart, just get out of the fucking car before I choke you to death."
This was not the same man I met 1 year ago. The calmness in his tone was enough to send a jolt of pain to my chest and I began to cry even harder than before. That gaggle of whores that Sevan finds himself fucking occasionally is too blame for all of this. If they had never provoked me, none of this would have happened, I would've remained Sevan's favorite forever regardless of his new boy toy.
"It's just not fair!" I continue to cry and complain, but he's not really listening, I can tell. "Selena and Thomas put hot pink PERMANENT HAIR DYE in all of the house shampoos(except for his)! At least I only did it to the people who were messing with me! It's really your fault for never putting them in their pla- " I'm cut off by his hand gripping my jaw so tight, I thought it might pop out of place. There is an evil look in his eye, and I know I've fucked up.
"The only one who doesn't know their place is you. You have no claim over me, we're not married and never will be, especially not after that stunt you pulled. Now I have given you a chance to leave peacefully, but for some reason, your parasitic ass just won't let go, but enough is enough." I feel him reach behind and pull the door handle making me fall out of the car and onto the wet concrete. I look up at him pleadingly, "P-please, don't do this. I love you, I will never cause another problem ever again, I promise!", I try to read his face for any sign of hesitance, but I only find annoyance and disgust, which i'm probably seeing wrong because the rain and my tears are blurring my vision.
"Never contact me or my lovers again, you have officially been kicked out of our relationship and we wish to never see you again. Goodbye Amias."
As he closes the door, I jump up and run a little ways ahead of the car, hoping to stop him from leaving. His driver, William, is a close friend of mine, he kept me company here in Cali while Sevan was in mexico, so I know he would never hit me.
Atleast, that's what I thought, but as the car continues to speed up with no signs of stopping, I realize that he isn't going to stop. No, he's going to hit me. The thought itself shatters me and I blank for a second. When I realize how close the car is now I move to jump out of the way, but i'm too late and my leg gets sped over.
if anyone has any tips or feedback, positive and/or negative, I would love to hear it!
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