Here To Stay

Weeks passed life became unbearable. Iwas kicked out of my room, which I hoped was only going to be for a few days. To my surprise she stayed for far longer that i expected. D€uring the nights when they'd go out and pary, drinking to there hearts content. I stayed watching old soaps like a middle-aged human. I hated it when they came home,they wreaked of that enticing smell.

 

The blood was smeared across there face, red luscious liquid too good for one taste. Icould never handle when they came home, I would sit in the sark, hope they don't come to close, I'd dig my nails into the sofa almost ripping it apart. Shivers are sent running up my spine. It feels so cold, it stays there for a few minutes. Then it comes racing back.

 

The next morning after the constant banging against the floor (my ceiling). The walls started to crumble yet another thing I would have to sort out. I walked into the kitchen hoping that there was stil a bottle. . . Of any alcohol what so ever. I loved the different textures to alcohol how sometimes it would whip your wouth dry, other's would have a soft taste. There was always something new to taste even if you had your favourites.

 

Both of us picked up the bottle at the same time. I slowly looked up to see a topless Owen yet again. I quickly looked down after seeing the last droplet of blood out of the corner of his mouth. He could see the pain on my face, he softly put his hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay?" My head went Zooming up. I think I frigghtened him, he hadn't seen this side of me in along time.

 

I gripped his shoulders, climbed upon the table top. My knee's we separatedtow the width of his hips

Author's Note

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