Last Kiss
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  • Reads 53,930
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 2h 1m
Ongoing, First published Jan 24, 2014
I let my head lean back onto the wall and I was about to close my eyes, when I was pulled from my dream-like state by a loud crash. I jumped and my eyes shot wide open. I slid out of the bed and padded over to the conjoining door that separated this hotel room from the one next door. I pressed my ear against the cold metal and tried to figure out what was going on. 

"There's another lamp right here if that's what makes you feel better" I heard the familiar voice of Jack Johnson sarcastically remark, but before I could laugh I heard a sound that tore me apart, I heard his sobs loud and clear as he tried to choke out the words. 

"I still love her."

Those four words hit me like a train and sent me reeling. I gasped for air as my hand shot to my mouth to keep myself from crying out loud. I turned so my back was against the door and I slid down into a huddled up position. My legs were still shaking and my entire body felt numb. I was panting as I tried desperately to retain the sobs.

"I still love you."

The barely audible words slipped from my mouth.
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I screamed. He threw a plate at my face and blood trickled down my chest. I ran into the kitchen, trying to escape. He grabbed me and slung me into the wall. I hit my head and everything became a blur. I yelled in pain and grabbed the closest thing I could reach and threw it at him. A shoe. It hit him in the the eye and I had managed to escape from his grip. He groaned in fury. I grabbed the bottle of beer that he had clumsily left on the kitchen table and threw it at him with every force I had. It was enough. He hit the floor and was out. I opened the door and ran. I knew what I had to do. I knew it had to be now. It wasn't long before I could hear the footsteps daunting my thoughts, my mind was going crazy, fear was lurking inside of me. I screamed as he grabbed me, natural instincts got me kicking at the monster behind the mask, but he threw me against the wall. I knew what he was going to do to me, it's been the same for 2 weeks, as if yesterday was repeating itself.