Rivalry [Pogue]
Jan 2, 2014 15:08:44 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2014 15:08:44 GMT -5
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Speaking
Thoughts
By the time Iapitus speaks up my head had already drooped down, my eyes staring at the water that circles and swirls around my thighs and my heads, shaping and molding itself to fit to it's surroundings and obstacles.
Maybe that was something I should do, just try to shape myself and form to my obstacles instead of worrying about them, instead of going into this type of state where all i did was think about it. I hated silence, I loathedsilence. I hated it because whenever it came it brought with it so many bad things. Well, really only one bad thing, thoughts. Thoughts were my killer, my downfall.
As I stare down at the water i'm unable to realize that i'd been biting my lip unnaturally hard for the past few minutes, the steely taste of the blood from the harsh cut on my lip only reaching my taste buds after Iapitus breaks the silence.
"I should probably get going"
A slight wavering of my eyes occurs as I again look down, a bright red line appearing on the left side of my lip as blood from me biting it seeps out of the cut, a drop of it running down the left side of my chin before I wipe it off, nodding my head at what he said.
"Yeah....okay. I guess I should get going too." I reply, standing up and squeezing as much water out of my pants as I could.
"I guess I should...say thanks, or something. About today. Thanks for coming to my house, you're a brave guy."I say, before I turn to leave.
Speaking
Thoughts
By the time Iapitus speaks up my head had already drooped down, my eyes staring at the water that circles and swirls around my thighs and my heads, shaping and molding itself to fit to it's surroundings and obstacles.
Maybe that was something I should do, just try to shape myself and form to my obstacles instead of worrying about them, instead of going into this type of state where all i did was think about it. I hated silence, I loathedsilence. I hated it because whenever it came it brought with it so many bad things. Well, really only one bad thing, thoughts. Thoughts were my killer, my downfall.
As I stare down at the water i'm unable to realize that i'd been biting my lip unnaturally hard for the past few minutes, the steely taste of the blood from the harsh cut on my lip only reaching my taste buds after Iapitus breaks the silence.
"I should probably get going"
A slight wavering of my eyes occurs as I again look down, a bright red line appearing on the left side of my lip as blood from me biting it seeps out of the cut, a drop of it running down the left side of my chin before I wipe it off, nodding my head at what he said.
"Yeah....okay. I guess I should get going too." I reply, standing up and squeezing as much water out of my pants as I could.
"I guess I should...say thanks, or something. About today. Thanks for coming to my house, you're a brave guy."I say, before I turn to leave.