I just want to start off by saying that I'm terribly sorry for not writing for about five months. I don't know where I've been or why I haven't been writing, but I want all of you who have read, commented and dealt with my bad grammar, thank you so much. Your beautiful comments mean the world to me and my dreams of becoming a screenwriter. So without further adieu, here's chapter 11.
"Are you insane?" Nyota yelled. "You could have been hurt or even killed!"
Spock just kept walking as Nyota rambled on. He felt good. After being bullied his whole life, he finally got his revenge and Nyota being reffered to as his 'girlfriend' didn't hurt either.
"Spock! Spock are you listening?"
He turned to face her. She looked tired and upset. There were blotches of pink on her cheeks showing traces of the tears he had caused her to shed. Suddenly the good feeling her had dissappeared. He didn't like to see her cry, it hurt him.
"Yes." He responded.
"Why?" She asked. "Why didn't you just walk away?"
He looked at the ground for a few minutes. "If I walked away, I would have shamed myself."
She sighed. "There's nothing to be ashamed of. If you walked away, you would have been the bigger man, but you ignored me, fought and messed up your face."
He smirked and she put her hands on her shoulders, forgetting that she looked ridiculous with his oversized jacket on.
"This isn't funny! I mean look at your face!"
"At least now when you talk to me and see bruises you'll know that I did it for you." He said as his ears turned a light shade of green.
Nyota's mouth opened and closed a couple of times. She couldn't believe he had just said that. Unable to look at each other, the pair walked back to the house in silence. This was going to be an awkward two months.
I'm writing more right now. Please forgive me and my laziness .