He was watching me. Again. I couldn't stand it- pretending I didn't know and just sit there, listening to his steady heartbeat collide with mine.
I stood up, brushing away a strand of auburn hair.
"I know you're there."
I could almost sense his startled expression, and he walked out, coolly, not admitting nor denying.
But it's not the same for me. It sickens me.
"What is it that you want?" I shrieked, shattering the unwanted silence, transparent ripples of anger running through me.
No. It wasn't anger. Anger is a mild, unfeeling thing.
It was hatred, maybe, or sympathy. Sympathy kills me, especially when I'm the one giving in to it.
He walked toward me, slowly, each step echoing on the concrete ground. He knew I wouldn't back away. God, why does he always know?
"I hate you," I told him fiercely behind gritted teeth.
He stopped, the tension pounding in my ear. "I know you do."
I stared at him, letting the words sink in. "No. You don't know."
I stepped closer, a faint smile playing on my lips. "You don't know, Matt. I wish you did but I know you don't give a damn!" Calm down.. I smiled again, but there was no humor to it and it faded away, just as soon as it had come.
"I hate you, damn it! Stay away from me-" my words drowned into sobs, and he held me there. I hate him.. I just wish he didn't know me so well.
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i wanted to write this, i dunno, in the mood for it, u could say. as for the girl in the story, you can just guess who it is. please r/r, even if u dont understand what this whole thing was about. ^_^ arigatou!
I stood up, brushing away a strand of auburn hair.
"I know you're there."
I could almost sense his startled expression, and he walked out, coolly, not admitting nor denying.
But it's not the same for me. It sickens me.
"What is it that you want?" I shrieked, shattering the unwanted silence, transparent ripples of anger running through me.
No. It wasn't anger. Anger is a mild, unfeeling thing.
It was hatred, maybe, or sympathy. Sympathy kills me, especially when I'm the one giving in to it.
He walked toward me, slowly, each step echoing on the concrete ground. He knew I wouldn't back away. God, why does he always know?
"I hate you," I told him fiercely behind gritted teeth.
He stopped, the tension pounding in my ear. "I know you do."
I stared at him, letting the words sink in. "No. You don't know."
I stepped closer, a faint smile playing on my lips. "You don't know, Matt. I wish you did but I know you don't give a damn!" Calm down.. I smiled again, but there was no humor to it and it faded away, just as soon as it had come.
"I hate you, damn it! Stay away from me-" my words drowned into sobs, and he held me there. I hate him.. I just wish he didn't know me so well.
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i wanted to write this, i dunno, in the mood for it, u could say. as for the girl in the story, you can just guess who it is. please r/r, even if u dont understand what this whole thing was about. ^_^ arigatou!