Title: Mirror
Theme: #3 Shards of Broken Dreams
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Other Characters/Pairings: None
Author's Note: A bit of angst here. The theme just called me towards angst. I mean, I like angst, so naturally I'll latch it on this theme. Its from Athrun's point of view, if you really don't know that.
My fist lashes out, slamming violently into the mirror, shattering it into a million fragments. Shards of glass enter my hand, drawing blood. I can see my face, stained red with anger, reflected by those pieces where they're still partially intact. How could you? How could you even consider marrying that purple haired prat? I had thought there had been something between us, but was I mistaken? I had dreams and hopes of a future for us together. But now they are on the verge of falling and shattering. Can we really have anything when you did that? Can we?
And then there were 3. Only three left to type. hurrah! The end is in sight!
And this is number 5 for the day. I'm on a roll! -aka. i'm procrastinating on my evil mathematical induction homework. eeeevil- hehehe so hope you liked!
xxravenwingxx
