HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME?
I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to die. Of all the barbaric tortures in existence in the world, of all the excruciating cruelties, this has to be the worst. I cannot believe I am seeing this. I cannot believing I am watching Neo, my lover, my soulmate, kissing another woman. And I am helpless to stop it! I can't kill her, though I'd love to....claw her eyes out...I feel pure hatred and loathing surge through my veins; an explosion of emotions; jealousy, hatred, fury, despair, pain and confusion. I know he has to do it, yet he has not put up a fight. What if he doesn't love me as much as he seems to? What if he is enjoying this? That's the part that chews me up the most.
In a few minutes it will all be over, I'll be able to open my eyes again, escape this cruel hell...in a few minutes, Neo will belong to me again, he will be mine. But until then, I will have to watch the man I love share passion and love with this demon, this monster, this devil. I am supposed to be strong, I am supposed to be tough. But this is unbearable. I'd rather have a physical wound than endure this.
My mind tells me to lunge for that beast...Persephone...and kill her. I've never wanted to kill anything or anybody so much in my life. All our enemies in our journey to end the matrix's rule have been my targets...but only because they override every value we hold. But this - this is a vengeance, a burning hatred so strong that it almost overrides my love for Neo. But it can't. My love for Neo is the only thing stopping me from lashing out. Because I have to be the cool, calm and collected Trinity at all times, pretending to be strong, pretending to be brave. Because Trinity never cries. And, right now, that's all I want to do.
But it's over now, and I am back in the room. It's awkward, I don't know what to do, what to say, where to look, how to feel. Neo stands there, breathing heavily, staring at me, pain etched across his face. Don't tell me he enjoyed it! I screamed inside my mind. Not that. Please.
And then he pulled me fiercely into his arms, and my pain and his pain and the world's pain seemed to explode and vanish with the thousand kisses we passionately shared...they wiped it all away, and it was then that I knew that he hated it and her just as much as I did...it was then that I knew nothing in this world could ever separate us, because our love is deep, it is true, unbreakable and...forever.
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-- May be adding 'Trinity Files' and 'Neo Files' to show POVs on different incidences in the Matrix along with a few madeup ones of my own. Any comments or ideas? Let me know, it'd be great to hear from you.
-- I hope you liked this; my fierce romanticism, emotionalism and love for Trinity and Neo meant that every word in this story and Neo's was merely a written copy of how I felt watching the movie. I was emotionally involved, and this is exactly how I would feel on both sides if I were in the same situation. It's strange, because I almost felt it myself. That's the power of emotion, I guess.
I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to die. Of all the barbaric tortures in existence in the world, of all the excruciating cruelties, this has to be the worst. I cannot believe I am seeing this. I cannot believing I am watching Neo, my lover, my soulmate, kissing another woman. And I am helpless to stop it! I can't kill her, though I'd love to....claw her eyes out...I feel pure hatred and loathing surge through my veins; an explosion of emotions; jealousy, hatred, fury, despair, pain and confusion. I know he has to do it, yet he has not put up a fight. What if he doesn't love me as much as he seems to? What if he is enjoying this? That's the part that chews me up the most.
In a few minutes it will all be over, I'll be able to open my eyes again, escape this cruel hell...in a few minutes, Neo will belong to me again, he will be mine. But until then, I will have to watch the man I love share passion and love with this demon, this monster, this devil. I am supposed to be strong, I am supposed to be tough. But this is unbearable. I'd rather have a physical wound than endure this.
My mind tells me to lunge for that beast...Persephone...and kill her. I've never wanted to kill anything or anybody so much in my life. All our enemies in our journey to end the matrix's rule have been my targets...but only because they override every value we hold. But this - this is a vengeance, a burning hatred so strong that it almost overrides my love for Neo. But it can't. My love for Neo is the only thing stopping me from lashing out. Because I have to be the cool, calm and collected Trinity at all times, pretending to be strong, pretending to be brave. Because Trinity never cries. And, right now, that's all I want to do.
But it's over now, and I am back in the room. It's awkward, I don't know what to do, what to say, where to look, how to feel. Neo stands there, breathing heavily, staring at me, pain etched across his face. Don't tell me he enjoyed it! I screamed inside my mind. Not that. Please.
And then he pulled me fiercely into his arms, and my pain and his pain and the world's pain seemed to explode and vanish with the thousand kisses we passionately shared...they wiped it all away, and it was then that I knew that he hated it and her just as much as I did...it was then that I knew nothing in this world could ever separate us, because our love is deep, it is true, unbreakable and...forever.
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-- May be adding 'Trinity Files' and 'Neo Files' to show POVs on different incidences in the Matrix along with a few madeup ones of my own. Any comments or ideas? Let me know, it'd be great to hear from you.
-- I hope you liked this; my fierce romanticism, emotionalism and love for Trinity and Neo meant that every word in this story and Neo's was merely a written copy of how I felt watching the movie. I was emotionally involved, and this is exactly how I would feel on both sides if I were in the same situation. It's strange, because I almost felt it myself. That's the power of emotion, I guess.