Wild Child

by Two Guns and a Knife

We pay the price and reap the consequences of our actions. A story about a boy and his journey. A story about heartbreaks, love, regrets, and true happiness. Theme songs: In Dreams by Edward Ross from the soundtrack of The Fellowship of the Ring and Wild Child by Enya.

4. The Woman

~Chapter Four~

The Woman

Flesh of my flesh. Blood of my blood. All the would haves, could haves, and should haves. She twisted and turned in her sleep. The coffee mug on the nightstand smelled of whiskey. She needed help to fall asleep. She wasn't a fan of sleeping pills. If only. If only. If only. The modest diamond on her wedding ring. Had she become her mother? Had she become her sister? Should she care? Should she lie? Should she smile and say something? Something nice. Something lame. Something funny. Something that would heal all the wounds. Something that would change everything.

In her dream, she kept falling. She wanted to fly, but she had no wings. She looked around as she fell. Darkness. Dimness. She didn't feel a thing. She was lost, that much she knew. There was nothing she could do about it. she spread her arms. She kept falling. She wasn't crying. She wasn't laughing. Life. She whispered to herself. Life. Was she still pretty?

She twisted and turned in her sleep.

She kept falling.

She had long stopped asking herself silly questions.