Don't Look Back

Don't Look Back

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione ven, mar 17, 2017
SHARDS OF GLASS CRUNCHED under my flip flops as I stumbled over to my desk, grabbed my cell phone, and pressed down on the contact. The phone rang. Once. Twice. five times. Tears blurred my vision. He was going to answer. Of course not. I'd accused him of terrible things. But someone i had to tell. I had to get the words out of my mouth because they made it real. They changed everything His voice mail picked up. I squeezed my eyes shut. "Its me. I remember everything. I know who--" My bed room door groaned as it swung open, and i lifted my gaze. My heart leaped to my throat as my fingers dug into the slim phone. The figure filled the door - the same figure I'd seen in all those memories, looking down in me as i lay on the cliff. The shadow man haunted my steps was real.
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When love hurts you when there is betrayal and revenge, The heart, once tender, now bleeds with bitter ache, Yet through the storm of sorrow, strength you shall find, And from the ashes of pain, your spirit will rise anew. --------------- He held my hand gently, his touch was so gentle and firm. His other hand snaked around my waist, in a slow, torturous, yet blissful movement, and he swirled me in a graceful dance motion. The room spun around me, but then he let go, and I stumbled, my balance lost. In an instant, he yanked me back towards him, and I bumped hard into his chest, the impact taking my breath away. As I looked down, trying to steady myself, he lifted my chin with his two fingers, making me look into his eyes. The back of his fingers trailed from my neck to my cheek, turning my legs to nothing but a jelly. His gaze was so intense, and instantly the gentle emotions were gone, replaced by his standard emotion, rage. His eyes blazed with an almost frightening intensity. He swirled me harshly again, the movement abrupt and forceful. Then, he bent me backward on his arm, my body arching under his control. He drew his face closer until I could feel his warm breath against my skin. We were so close that I could see the fine lines around his eyes, the slight stubble on his jaw. A soft pink color of his lips were adding a touch of warmth to his face. His eyes bore into mine with deep intensity. Just when I thought he might kiss me, his expressions became colder and he made me stand upright, leaving me disoriented and confused. I was looking at him and he was looking straight ahead.

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