“Why are you doing this? Why aren’t you content?”, she interrogated him. The vindictive cycle was repeating itself just the thousand times before!
“You don’t even trust me in the slightest, so should I just shut up and lock myself? Remain hidden from the outside?”, on and on she went.
He didn’t answer, but the anger kept cooking up and suddenly exploded!
He got up and pushed her into the wall behind, smacking her scarless face all the while.
“Don’t you dare ever question me!”, threatened he. With a long stride, he left slamming the door as she shrieked through the cracks.
Locked in, she racked her brain, wondering what to do next. Suddenly the door creaked open.
He stepped in and came closer. She didn’t back down but stood up taller like a skyscraper!
Stretching out his gigantic arms, he goes in for a hug. But she doesn’t greet those false arms.
“What are you doing?!”, she quivered.
“Isn’t this…Romantic?” he asked, smiling that vicious smile.
“You’re a psychopath!”
In response to Lucy’s Works
Signing off and happy writing 😉