Scissors Just Won't Cut It ;; Kao Jun 18, 2015 20:57:02 GMT -6
Post by ` LOVEYY * on Jun 18, 2015 20:57:02 GMT -6
He realized anyone looking at him would think him a crazy person. He was walking through the gardens dressed in black pants and an oversized black hoodie. He had his hood up, dark sunglass on, and he walked with his hands shoved in his pockets and his head down. He did not want to risk anyone seeing him that knew him because he was sure as hell not in the mood to deal with people. He just wanted to get to his destination and allow himself to wallow in self-pity.
The night Kao had ran out of his house sat heavily in his mind. In his blind rage he had thrown the lamp at her actually hoping to do some damage. Thankfully he had missed her and as she scrambled to escape his house, he had continued to stand there in the dark and just stare at the door. As the anger drained from his body and he finally realized what he had done, he had sank to the floor and hadn’t moved for hours. He knew he had fucked up. The term “fucked up” didn’t even accurately describe what he had done.
A few weeks had passed now but he hadn’t bothered to find her. She definitely didn’t want anything to do with him after that episode and he wasn’t about to force his presence on her to satisfy is selfish needs. Instead he just continued to torture himself with the few memories they had, especially the memories of when they first met. It was where he was headed today. He hadn’t been here since that fateful day but he couldn’t stay away any longer. Perhaps some part of him hoped she would be there. Maybe they could just completely start over and erase all of the bad memories. But he knew that was actually how the world worked and she was probably far, far away from this shitty old town.
He found the path that led to their little clearing and followed it. It was short, only a few yards long, but it was well hidden by trees and he had never seen anyone else here. He came into the clearing and froze, looking around. It was destroyed. There were large gashes in the ground, the brown earth showing where there used to be soft grass. Trees were broken like splinters, seemingly just snapped in half. He couldn’t imagine what kind of creature had been here to cause the damage. He walked over to one of the trees that remained standing, running his hand across the bark, then he slumped to the ground, resting against it. Their clearing was destroyed, just like their love had been.
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