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"If I Shall Die..." 19.
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 Created on 2-9-08
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It was about 2 am in the morning when brought my hand to my face and realized it was dry adn stickey. I was crying and i hadn't even realized it. These past days have been a rollar coaster of emotions i didn't know i could feel. Sure i have felt anger, and once even sadness, but this week has shown me so much. I felt jelousy, desperation, and lust. Now i couldn't stop crying. My instructor would frown upon me if he saw the mess i was in. "Pull yourself together, your enemies will only strike faster and harder at your weakend condition." I could practically hear his voice.
I made my way into the bathroom and flipped on the lights. The faucet handles sqeaked with defiance as i turned the cold water on high. The ice water seemed to wake me up but left me raw inside. I flipped the switch as i slumped against the wall. My knees seemed to fold against my chest and my arms seemed to wrap around them as if on their own. It must have been hours later that i heard the front door to the hotel room jiggle. I knew who it was. and i coudl care less if they found me.
There were a few people, i could hear by the multiple footsteps. No one spoke but i knew they were communicating. First they would check the main room; under the bed, closets and cuboards. Then the terrace; checking the sides of the building and shadows that seemed darker then others. Lasltey they would check the bathrooms. I sat waiting.
I didn't look up when i saw the handle turn. The door plunged open with extreme force, as to knock any one out hiding behind it. The lights turned on and i pulled my head down to sheild form the obnoxious brightness. I could feel his presence with out opening my eyes. When i built up the courage, i moved my hair aside and loked up. He seemed confused and yet serene like he knew why i didnt try and run.
A mans voice came from the bedroom. "ROOM CHECK! COUNT OFF."
I heard them all answer. "bedroom?"
"CLEAR!"
"closets?"
"CLEAR!"
"terrece?"
"CLEAR!"
My blood pounded in my ears.
"Bathroom?"
Jems voice was raspy and hesitant; "CLEAR!"
I searched his eyes. He nodded and shut the door behind him, but not before saying "stay here, ill be back in an hour."
I heard the men pad out of the room. I didn't move in fear it was all a trap. I could trust no one now except myself, but if i didnt move, Jem would come back in an hour, and i didn't know i fi felt like experiencing the emotion of embarassment.
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Please Login to post comments| On February 11th 2008 spiduhhxxfunk Said : | |
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omg hurry and write more |
| On February 10th 2008 ambersunset Said : | |
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really good, kmp please. |
| On February 9th 2008 necrosiss Said : | |
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oh jesus, i need to know what happens. keep me posted. |
| On February 9th 2008 SpiffyKnickers Said : | |
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oh boy! Jem's back! what will Bryony do next?! |
