Her heart...beating, and beating, and beating. The beating was all she could hear now, it keot on beating, and,beating, beating,...beating beating...it shook her to the core, every beat, .
Breaking, her heart was breaking, the beating intensified, she couldn't hear her sobs, or screaming, it became dull, soon falling to,silence on her, the beating was,all she could hear, of her shattering heart.
She looked up, from the ground, she kneeled on defeated, holding herself. She gazed around, once the house full of her unending, intense love, now cold, and dull, bare of anything resembling the love that had once been there.
On the edge of the counter infront of her lay a heart of glass, the most expensive gift that she'd ever gotten in their entire relationship...one of the very few, compared to all the love she spent on her, for gift, after gift.
She clenched her fist, as she stared at the heart. What it stood for was a lie. It was all a lie...she had been tricked. They never loved her...It was a blatant lie! She can't believe she fell...for that dirty trap...she had to purify herself.
She stood up, her legs threatening to fail under her, she stumbled a little, grabbing the counter next to her for balance. She breathed heavily, in, and out, in and out, in, and out. She focused on breathing, looking across the room, she had gave all her love up in.
She felt anger rise up inside her, as memories flew into her mind, of everything that had happend here, and what it all means, she started to take her first steps to the heart, the physical representation of their false love.
She took,another step, her leg locking, and turning to jelly, she almost fell, as she felt the full weight, the toll of what that "love." Truly was, it made her sick, but she stood her ground, slowly getting stronger, and faster.
She eyed down the heart, like a hawk would their pray, she felt even more anger pour through her as she looked it, her muscles tensed a little. But it didn't affect her, she continued on, no difference to her.
She towered over the heart, it lay unmoving, and dusty, despite the dullness she feels in her heart...just looking at it...threatend to set off her emotions. She cupped it, by the back, it a decent size larger then her hand
She started down at it, teeth clenched, she screamed. "I Hate you!" It was raw, gutural, coming from her soul, hurting her throat, she swiped her arm, throwing the heart off the counter, it hit the wall, shattering into millions of pieces, that will never be found...never be fixed.
She stared at all the shattered pieces, and...she felt something rise in her...it felt...good, it felt like some kind of justice for all the hell she put up for, during the years of their relationship, she smiled, it was crooked, and menacing, she laughed, before pressing her palm to her head, she felt satisfaction, something she never felt before, she had always knew something was missing...but this...this was beyond what she could imagine.
She looked around desiring more, she spotted their most prized possesion, a collection of Cd's...signed by their artist...She stomped,over to them, she smiled, she rose her foot, and stomped on them, loving then shattering, and crunching sound of each, and every disk, amd case, as if it was the screaming of the one who had tricked her,
She watched her love spend countless dollars, and hours on what was now junk in mere seconds, she laughed, feeling a victory in this war that had already ended, she looked excited, ecstatic, as she destroys,what is irreplaceable, she hated them with a pure heart.
She broke down each disk to dust, as her breathe became heavy, and high pitched, her laughing started to resemble that of insanity, she squeezed her head, her sharp nails clawing into her, drawing blood, she felt happy...at peace
She knew what she had to do...to clense herself of the filf of the false love, everything here was false anyways...what did it matter?
Late at night, in her hand she held a match, in her hand lay the power to clense herself from the filth that had built up for years, she would finally be free...
She dropped the match, and watched the house go up in flames, she laughed, at how pretty the flames were, how hot it is, feeling like she might turn into a puddle if she gets to close, the fire roars, a huge encompassing fire, that can be seen miles around, the smoke filling up the night sky, turning it even darker.
She close her eyes, and smiled, hearing sirens approach, as the fire burned away all the filth.
She was finally cleansed, of the disease called love.