Sacrahlicous
Star
- Joined
- Oct 25, 2010
Belle pressed her slender frame against a barren wall and slid down to the floor. Her eyes were filled with tears, with hurt as she gazed at the now messed room. Make-up laden tears stained her cheek. Another night, another fight, another mess to be cleaning up. She hung her head as another wave of sobs shook her body. She withdrew her knees, tucking them into her chest, and wrapping her slender arms around them. What did she do wrong this time. She never knew what she did wrong, or at least she thought she didn't. Lifting a trembling hand she touch tips to the red smear, the trail of lipstick that was created by a single back handed strike..
Did he know? Could he sense that she wasn't over him, even after so many years of trying she could never get over him. Sniffling she made her way to the mess near the couch. Her hands trembling as she crawled. She missed him god she did, He was her first love, her only love, the keeper of her heart. And her boyfriend now, he knew it, and this angered him. The more she thought about him, the harder she cried.She need her cell phone, she knew it was amongst the spilt over couch and a broken vase.
She found it, her green eyes burning as she sped dialed his number. It was late god she knew that. But she needed him. Her heart broke as she waited as the phone rang and rang. With no answer. Her sobs grew rougher, as she pressed herself into the fallen over couch. "Please answer me, please"She begged through the phone. Her free slender hand running through her long dark tendrils. Her green eyes closing tightly shut.
Did he know? Could he sense that she wasn't over him, even after so many years of trying she could never get over him. Sniffling she made her way to the mess near the couch. Her hands trembling as she crawled. She missed him god she did, He was her first love, her only love, the keeper of her heart. And her boyfriend now, he knew it, and this angered him. The more she thought about him, the harder she cried.She need her cell phone, she knew it was amongst the spilt over couch and a broken vase.
She found it, her green eyes burning as she sped dialed his number. It was late god she knew that. But she needed him. Her heart broke as she waited as the phone rang and rang. With no answer. Her sobs grew rougher, as she pressed herself into the fallen over couch. "Please answer me, please"She begged through the phone. Her free slender hand running through her long dark tendrils. Her green eyes closing tightly shut.