SKINNY lOVE

chapter 10

I was a drift in the memories of all my forgoten years. Some were good others were ones I wanted gone forever. One in particular was terrible.

Miranda was out of town an it was just me and Gorge. We were on the couch watching a movie, an I appeared to have a nasty cold. I was coughing and sneezing, and for some reason Gorge was angry. The problem was I couldnt hear any of it.

I was exreamly pale and looked near death. My eyes were black holes and my lips blue. And I thought Gorge would have been helping me, but instead he was mad about something.

Trying to sit up, I fell. This must have infuriated Gorge because he grabbed me by my hair and draged me into the bathroom. Slamming the door behind himself, he slapped me a good one across my face. Then proceeded to kick me. Screaming in my face before he left.

Damn I wish I could hear.

I was a bruised and beaten heap left there. Tears streamed down my caving cheeks. Big crockadial tears.

More mistreating memories flashed and danced across my eyes. All building to a fear of Gorge. All breaking the marrage that was built.

Gorge was absolutly souless.