Disclaimer: I don't own a damn thing; not even the words on this page.I'm sure another fool, at somemoment in time,wrote thesewords that now flow through my veins.
Chapter 1: Ungrateful Bastard
The only comprehensible thought that was running through her mind… Ungrateful bastard.
Her hands, tightly cramped around her keys, struggled to unlock the door. She could imagine, with every fiber in her being, the mess that awaited her on the other side. She pushed the door open, relishing in the quick release of her rage, as it slammed loudly against the wall. Her need to inflict pain was beyond control. She needed something to hurt, as much as she hurt.
Ungrateful bastard.
Ray sat up, quickly awoken by the harsh crash; the entire apartment shook. "You're home early." He states the obvious, as he rubs his eyes and glances at her obviously frustrated appearance.
"Shouldn't you be at work?" she asks accusingly.
"Shouldn't you be looking for a new apartment?" he chokes out, obviously not caring about her rotten mood.
She continues to glare at him, but quickly rushes off to her room, slamming the door yet again.
Ray jumps slightly at the slam of the door and sighs deep into his hands. He lazily stretches his legs back out on the couch, though realizes he's not nearly as comfortable as before.
Maybe it's a good thing she's moving out.
Author's Note: If you recognize my odd style of writing, or penname (though it's unlikely, I change it frequently), you might realize I have another Ray/Neela story that isn't finished. (Actually, none of them are finished… haha)
Anyway, I had finally found the inspiration to keep writing but before I could submit the multiple chapters I had written in advance, I lost everything on my hard drive. So I'm taking yet another break from that story. Maybe sometime in the far distant future I will get around to rewriting it.
