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| Arms of the Angel - 6 | |
| By Storywriter1987 | ||||||||||||||
| 03 February 2007 | ||||||||||||||
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Hi guys, Sorry its been a while since my last post but i've had problems. Nevertheless here is a chapter. I stood in the kitchen and wondered why I was doing this, Dom, that’s why. Because Debbie was right. I wasn’t meant to be alive, I disgusted everyone and I was a piece of dirt. The knife got closer and closer to my wrist….. Meanwhile outside the toilets at the dance, Dom and Debbie were having a few heated words. Even though he was covered in Soap from me running into him, he didn’t care at all, he was worried about me. “What have you done to her? What on gods earth have you done to her? I swear it Debbie if you have hurt her then I will personally see to it that you do not graduate. And you know I can do that, that I have influence.” “Relax Dommie, baby. I only did what she deserved, and told her a few home truths. Basically I told her what everyone thought of her. I told her to stay away from us so we can have a bit of time alone. You know you want to be with me, not her. That dirty cow doesn’t belong in our world.” As she said this she got closer and closer and then tried to kiss him, but he was too clever for her and grabbed her arms and pushed her away from him and looked at her smiling face and then a look of shock crossed his face and he pelted it out the hall and to my dorm. Whilst Debbie was smiling as he ran, and quietly laughing. She always got what she wanted. “Lisa, Lisa it’s me, please don’t do it. I don’t want her I swear it! I know you can hear me. Please let me in, please.” “Go away Dom, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your girlfriend, the blonde bitch from my hell. She’s right. I should have guessed you wanted her. Why am I so gullible? I always get taken for a mug.” At that moment the door crashed open and Dom stood there in front of me, crying. Why was he crying? It couldn’t be because of me, could it? He slowly came towards me and as he walked towards me, talking to me slowly describing all his feeling for me and then he was stood in front of me and his hand edged closer and took the knife out of my hand. It was then I collapsed and luckily he caught me. A few hours later I awoke in a hospital bed and found Dom’s smiling face looking down at me. His hand squeezing mine and David and Ella standing over me all with tears in their eyes. My darling brother and my best friend and the man I loved, all in the same room, I was truly blessed. Over the next few months I got better and then on Graduation I felt so happy. Me and David had a photo taken together and so did Ella and Dom then we had a group one. All smiles. All neat people, until that evening. Now its 5 years down the line and we’ve all had our fair share of life’s ups and downs. David and Ella are engaged and have a little son called Phillip and they have also lost 2 babies. Then there is me and Dom, now engaged to be married and happy in the knowledge that we were going to be parents soon. I was happy when Dominic told me he had always been able to see us together as a family, lucky I had ‘family’ round me. I woke with a start with a bout of morning sickness only I was 6 and a half months pregnant and hadn’t had any for 4 months. I sat up on the edge of the bed and looked down. All I saw was red. Red, blood. Oh No!
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