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She stood there. A surreal moment. Nothing could stop her stare. It was piercing. Her eyes were dark and she didn’t flinch at anything. Her hands by her sides. Her lips closed lightly. She was comfortable with her pose. Silence. Pure Silence.
The light beamed down on her. Showing her body a way that almost looked heavenly. It showed every curve. The centre of her being. Her soul. It was there, right infront. Showing her true self.
Her clothes, tight on her curves.
Her frame, beautiful.
Her hair, up. Lightly curled.
Her feet, bare.
Her stare turned soft, her hands started to tremble. Her soul beamed.
Her lips clamped together, For fear of something might escape from her lips.
Hurt
It washed over her body like a disease.
Strength
She tried to hold it in.
Hope
In her eyes
Truth
In her heart
Reality
In her mind
It was all there. All in her body. In her being.
Her hands twitched slighty as she leaned forward.
“I know what you did.”
Her voice, a whisper.
Her eyes, dripped tears
Her cheeks, wet
My mind blowing out of proportion. And my heart beating. My being hurt and guilty.
I knew what I had done and hadn’t regretted it till now…..What was I thinking? She was mine.
But now I may never be in her life again. My life in turmoil.
She stepped back, Her gaze never leaving mine.
Her jaw, tightly pressed together.
The love and the hope, lost
Her mind, ticking…figuring out the clues.
The past
The present
The future?
Nothing. Silence.
Hurt
Pain
What was she going to do now?
Physical pain, threw across my face. As her hand made contact to my skin. Through slow motion, it took so long.
I knew then, that she wasn’t mine anymore. I’m lost, helpless and I did this all myself.
Her face, broken
Her eyes, teary
Her jaw, clamped. Tighter then before
Her scream, heavenly in my ears. She spoke. The sounds of life, of a relationship. A broken one.
Her hands slapping against my body, in her fury. In her pain.
My hands were clasped to hers, my hands tight around her wrists.
My eyes filled with tears.
I threw her on the bed. Faced first. Her screams muted by the quilt.
Her dress ripped. In my fury to win her back
My lips pressed against her warm, milky skin.
“I’m sorry.” Said repeatedly to her from my lips.
My hands let go of her wrists.
She pushed me over.
Her dressed ripped and grasping to her hips. She’s topless.
Screaming
Her hands grasp my wrists and I am held down like a wild animal.
Her lips close to my neck. They touched my skin, as I yelped, in hurt, mentally.
Her fingers scrapped down my body and stopped on my stomach.
Physical pain.
Gabbing my hand as she lifts her body off mine.
Plunging my fingers, deep inside her.
I yelp once again. My mind, out of control. My heart, breaking.
I knew what she was doing.
Feeling the forbidden fruit. Knowing thats what I wanted to do to her for so long.
She tensed. Climaxing. Mind blowing.
She got off me and ran into the bathroom. Locking the door.
Sleep, fell upon me.
Remebering
Her clothes, tight on her curves.
Her frame, beautiful.
Her hair, up. Lightly curled.
Her feet, bare.
Her stare turned soft, her hands started to tremble. Her soul beamed.
Her lips clamped together, For fear of something might escape from her lips.
Hurt
It washed over her body like a disease.
Strength
She tried to hold it in.
Hope
In her eyes
Truth
In her heart
Reality
In her mind.
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You got some of the things mixed up. Tina had boots on, and Bette was bare foot. For an example. And, the rest of the story is just a little too fragmented. However, your style/voice excellent, it get’s a 5 stars. ;D