Post by Xero on Jun 6, 2011 16:38:17 GMT -6
Heart Killer
Final Act
Final Act
I sat down on the old, dark oak floor next to him. He was tracing the age lines on the wooden floor; it was as if I wasn’t even there. I rested my forehead on his left forearm and inhaled deeply. He tensed up, but I knew he wouldn’t hurt me because I was the only person who didn’t judge or look down on him for what he was and what he had done.
I glanced at the tattoo on his arm. I pulled my head away from his arm to see it a little better. It was of a man, his jaw was slim but strong. He had a built frame that, if I didn’t know better, would’ve suggested he had been to the gym regularly. He had light lemony hair that surrounded two seductive orbs of clover green. It was a mark of his father. I glanced up at the exact younger, replica of that image. He didn’t turn to look at me; he just peeked at me from the corner of his eye with those amazingly green eyes that I loved so much.
“You think he’s cute?” he mumbled the question just loud enough for me to hear it. Jealousy tinted the edges of his words. As the song ‘Just a Kiss’ by Lady Antebellum drifted softly through the air.
I replied with a soft “uhummm” that response seemed to piss him off a great deal. I rested my head back on his arm “but your cuter…” I whispered. I could feel his body relax. I glanced up at him, seeing a smile dancing on those normally somber lips. His phone lit up as he quickly smashed his fingers softly against the keyboard of his phone and hit the send button.
The thought of phones made me pull mine out and turn it back on. I had turned it off so I wouldn’t be disturbed tonight. It took it a while to finally turn on and when it did a message popped up on the screen. I opened it and smiled when I read what it said.
It was from him. I could feel his eyes on me. Eager. Like a little child waiting the night of Christmas Eve to open presents the next morning. “What about me is cute?” is what it read. I glanced up at him slowly, he had stopped looking at the floor and was now fixed on me as he waited. I answered his reply slowly hitting the enter button and closing my phone softly.
His phone lit up and he quickly grab it, but tried to act like he hadn’t. When he read what was on the screen he smiled, he had relaxed so much he had dropped his arms and phone to the floor. He stared at me for a long moment, his eyes filled with longing, before he finally put his hand under my chin and leaned in until our lips met.
It was like watching a firework show as the kiss deepened, when we finally had to break for air he mumbled something in my ear and kissed me again and again.
"It probably has something to do with who you are and the fact that I love you…”
“I love you too…”
~ END ~
“I love you too…”
~ END ~
This is a story i wrote, well the last chapter of it anyway. It was the only scene of my dream i had last night that really jumped out at me. If you guys like it i'll write the whole thing. Cuz you may know how it ends but you dont know how it ended the way it did. And this is only part two of the last chapter, part one hasnt even been typed yet cuz i still have to sort through that dream.
