With the bottle pressed to my lips, I tilt back my head and bite the bullet. Cool liquid slides down my throat; bittersweet as it fills me and ebs away my pain. I hear more screaming, more angry cries.
I hear the sound before I feel the pain; her skin meeting mine harshly. I fall to the ground without making a noise. The bottle tumbles from my hand
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Sad, but amazingly wonderful.
Loved it a lot.
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I was wondering how this one would go over...
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I was hoping I'd be able to create that sort of tension, I'm glad I could accomplish it
Angst does have a good feel to it in the morning, doesn't it?
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Loved it.
:)
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That was so sad... At first I thought Adie was doing that and I was like, WOA MAN. WHAT UP? XD
But poor Mikey...
Interesting twist.
Good job...
-J X
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I'm really glad you liked the story, and thanks for the comment :)
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