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Author: Quirky-G
Rating: M?
Status: Complete
Warnings: Uh... None? May be disturbing to some readers? No clue... Probably strong/coarse language, knowing me.
Disclaimers: All from my head in this moment of courage and trust. Last line stolen from "Fight Song" by BB from Britania High.
Summary: A short... thingy... that I just wrote illustrating a dark event in my life recently that kind of made me appreciate things a bit better. May be the fuel for the darker side of my fics, if you want to get psychological about it.
"What do you think about this?"
"Learned Optimism. Really?"
"What? You don't think she'll like it?"
"I don;t know! You could've asked her what she wanted!"
"But I hardly ever see her! How am I supposed to sneak out and get something?"
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"You gave me a book about optimism! As if you think I need it!!!"
"I just thought it'd be interesting!"
"Oh yeah... Bullshit!! You never even ask what I'd like! I have a whole eBay account on what I like, and you get me a stinking book! Well you shove that book and the rest of the gifts up your fucking arse!!"
"Don't..."
"Fuck off! I'm not going on this trip! You can take that too!"
He raises his fists as she walks inside again. He puts them down again. I follow behind him and hide half my face behind the wall as they continue to fight. I watch them. They were perfect. They would fight. Thwy would make up. They were normal.
She screamed. I looked away. There was a bang that shook the whole house and me with it. I looked back. She was crying.
"What are you? Some sort of maniac!!! You can't control yourself!!"
"Well I can't hit you, can I?!!"
"Just shut up!! You want the neighbours to hear?"
"What would they care!!!"
The petty arguement keep snowballing and fading until it crashed into my mind. It was like everything was in slow motion. I opened the door and shouted at the top of my lungs through tears that choked me.
"Stop it! Both of you!!!!"
I almost fell backwards, the blood rushing away from my head. He was crying.
"Oh... Baby, come here... I'm...."
"Don't touch me!!!"
He grabbed my arm. I could feel his fingers dig into my flesh. I screamed. He let go.
He walked behind me, got in the car and drove off.
I slumped against the wall and cried.
I didn't see mum for hours.
Everything was beating in my head. A constant pulsing hive of noise.
No silence. No comfort. No exit. No way out.
Edited by QuirkyGirl12345, 11 October 2011 - 06:27 PM.
