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'Slut'

'Excuse me?' blood boiling as I turn to look at this girl

'You heard me slut'

9:06pm
Same lips red, same eyes blue

'J-Joe!' i heard in the distance.

Soon I was on the top of the girl my hand around her neck and one in the air.

'You wanna run that by me one more time?' Daring her to say that word once more. Boy did I want her to say it again.

'Slut' She challenged saying it once more my fist collided with her perfect perky face.

9:07 pm
Tastes so sweet, looks so real

'Joe, get off of her!' Voices in the distance

Soon I was on my back the girl pulling at my hair, as I repeatedly punched her sides and only lord and all the whitenesses that where there knew how I crawled back on top of her.

9:09pm
But I can't touch what I see

Punch after punch her eye was purple and her lip bleeding. Till I was pulled off.

'Fuck you' And I spit on her and walked out the door.

As the front of the house came to view and all the cars parked.

9:10pm
We're not who we used to be

'Joe!' I heard from behind me and I stopped the tears at the brim of release but I hurried and wiped them away.

'What the fuck was that?' I could already see his messy hair and his once angelic voice, deep and rough. I didn't turn I couldn't face him and explain what I just did because I didn't know what I just did myself.

'I-I..' I tried to spit something out that'd make some what sense.

9:13pm
We're two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

'Y-You what?' He paused 'Got jealous? Didn't like her? Feel threatened she might take your place?' He ranted.

She didn't threaten me.

I'm not completely jealous.

'Listen this isn't high school anymore. You have to stop this.' I felt his presence closer but not close enough.

9:16pm
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heart beat

'Stop what?' A thought slipped out of my lips.

'Stop acting like you have feelings for me when you don't anymore.You can't act jealous and act out when someone might even like me for once.'

'I'm not jealous.' I breathed trying to swallow what's left of my anger, and secretly hope he did see through my lie.

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