September 17, 2010
The silver moon followed us through the knee length grass. He firmly grasped my hand, guiding me along. Thoughts swirled like a hurricane through my mind. I ran into him not noticing that he stopped so abruptly. I mutter an apology. He nodded in a quick acknowledgement before he wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly. I carefully hugged him back knowing that he doesn't like being hugged so much. He rested his head on mine, placing his lips to my ear. His breath softly tickling it. "I don't know how I should put this..." His grasp grew tighter with each whisper. "I think we should seperate for a little while..." He found someone else and now wants to dispose of me... The bad part is knowing that this is coming, rips you to shreds...Anger, despair, hatred, desperation, and perplexion boiled under the surface, waiting for it to boil over. He twisted me into a kiss. Paradise was a living hell... His fingers aggressively intertwined with my quills, pulling me into an even deeper kiss. Hot, salty tears streamed down his cheek, landing on mine. He released me, kissing my forehead. "I love you." The three words that I have always wanted to hear from him enraged me to drastic measures. I released everything I was holding back into my hammer, blowing him across the face. He flew a couple of feet, landing roughly on his knees. He just laid there with blood oozing from his cheek and upperlip. I hit him with the edge not the full hammer. He allowed us to go our seperate ways. That is the last thing I remember.