This isn't alot, but its just something i started writing. I just thought i'd share it and get a few opinions...
A small invisible hand wrapped its long icy fingers around her heart and began to squeeze, causing her whole body an outrageous amount of pain. There was no way to stop it. It was just to late. He had already spoken the words that threw her mind and soul into a twisting tornado, tearing up her body from the inside out. Her first instinct was to cry, but after taking a second quick thought, she realized that he could just use her pain as a sign of getting weak and hurt her even more. She had to stay strong in order to keep from crying, she knew that, but she also knew that if she didn’t leave his presence soon, that she would turn into a walking waterfall.
She stood to leave but his warm, callused hand grabbed her elbow and pulled her back onto the couch. His strong voice said, “We need to talk, you can’t keep running away Akira.”
As she twisted her head to look down at where his hand held her, she replied, “You’ve said plenty. Now, let go of me.” She was shocked at her own strength when she stood to leave and pried his hands off her arm. She made her way to the front door.
“Akira, come back here. We’re not finished yet.” As her hand grabbed at the doorknob, a single tear fell from her eye. She took a deep breath and walked out the door, not turning to reply to his last statement, there was no point.
A small invisible hand wrapped its long icy fingers around her heart and began to squeeze, causing her whole body an outrageous amount of pain. There was no way to stop it. It was just to late. He had already spoken the words that threw her mind and soul into a twisting tornado, tearing up her body from the inside out. Her first instinct was to cry, but after taking a second quick thought, she realized that he could just use her pain as a sign of getting weak and hurt her even more. She had to stay strong in order to keep from crying, she knew that, but she also knew that if she didn’t leave his presence soon, that she would turn into a walking waterfall.
She stood to leave but his warm, callused hand grabbed her elbow and pulled her back onto the couch. His strong voice said, “We need to talk, you can’t keep running away Akira.”
As she twisted her head to look down at where his hand held her, she replied, “You’ve said plenty. Now, let go of me.” She was shocked at her own strength when she stood to leave and pried his hands off her arm. She made her way to the front door.
“Akira, come back here. We’re not finished yet.” As her hand grabbed at the doorknob, a single tear fell from her eye. She took a deep breath and walked out the door, not turning to reply to his last statement, there was no point.
