I closed the door gently like I was trying not to wake up a person sleeping in my bed. He was now sitting in my bed giving me a murderous glare. His state of anxiety worsening beyond what I couldn’t think possible. I tried to come up with a decent explanation for what I done. How I was going to explain the many times he had ignored the times I said I wanted to be alone because he just felt like he should be with me. The many times he felt like being a show off to his friends and bragging about him actually making it to high society. The times he had persisted in having a child with me.
I decided not to hold resentment in the following words. “Did Sakura tell you what she saw?” We only allowed him to know that Sakura was a clairvoyant. As was I, but my magic was not as effective as Sakura’s.
He nodded slowly, the murderous glare never leaving his face. His face began to sweat and his face turned darker than Sakura’s blood red eyes, almost purple in color.
“Yeah. I kinda figured. So you know about him. Gabriel?”
He nodded.
“Do you know what you put me through?” I asked him.
He stood up, the glare still on his face. “What I put you through?! I’m the victim here! Don’t you go pinning this on me!”
“After what you did, I find it hard that you haven’t cheated on me too, Jason! How many time had you asked me to marry you and I gracefully declined your offer?! Tell me, ‘cause I’d really like to know!”
 Liliana Heron · Sun Nov 15, 2009 @ 10:13am · 0 Comments |
