Let's skip to the part where I write and tell you of the scenes that took place in the woods. How he chased me calling out my name like in the fucking movies.
And how I couldn't stand seeing his filthy face and called a taxi to drive me back to my father's house.
How I couldn't sleep at night because I was up thinking of how I should have drowned him in that little stream after torturing him mercilessly.
All that is not worth your time.
What is worth is how I couldn't bring myself to stop thinking of her because she was running wildly in my almost insane mind.
But then we are not even talking and so I can't even call her. She is pissed by my actions but she doesn't hate me.
I certainly have a chance with her and this time I'll do her right.
I must.
She is the only thing that is making Sense to my life right now and I need her to keep me sane.
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"Good morning Jewel. You are up early today."
"Yeah I had to. Couldn't sleep."
"Really, what's bothering you darling?"
"Nothing I can't handle."
" C'mon baby, just tell me."
"I'll be fine. It's nothing big,uhm..... hey can I borrow your car?"
"Jewel you know your Dad wouldn't want me to_
"Just trust me. I'll be careful."
" You promise?"
"I promise, so? Can I have it?"
"Please be careful. " She said handing me the keys.
"You are the best." I shrieked and kissed her forehead.
"You are not taking your breakfast?" She asked me when she saw me heading out hurriedly."
"I want to but I can't. There is something I have to do and I don't want to be late. Bye." I yelled as I got into the car.
If I could be able to stand and talk to Brett for more than an hour without reaping out his nose then driving a car shouldn't be that hard. I'll stand the trauma too.
Where I am headed is obvious and if your geuss is her then you are absolutely correct. After yesterday I realized that she is the closest thing I have right now and if I don't act right I'll eventually loose her and I'll be nothing less than the devil Brett is or rather was.
I passed by the market and got her some white roses after debating in my head whether it was really necessary. I have known Tasha almost all my life and she never talked about fancing flowers. I'm not even kidding you.
It is hard to know what that girl really likes.
And I like it that she is unpredictable.
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Short Story"I'd rather fight with him for the rest of my life than replace him." I told my best friend Tasha sobbing bitterly. Every time I say I am done I find myself going back to him. He's so brutal but every time I'm in his arms I feel so safe. I'm still...
