Repitition
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Angst › General
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
776
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Repitition
You wake up too early on a Saturday morning, yawning you smell your own breathe in the air. You lay down in the bed looking at the ceiling covered in neon shapes of the solar system, Robert gave them to you as a birthday gift two years ago, and you always wondered what the fuck was going through his head. When you get out of bed you trip on a discarded boot from the night before.
A voice from the bed stops you from entering the bathroom “where are you going” it mutters. You stop, turn around to stare at the figure laying in your bed, shit you think you yourself “I don’t remember him”. While you stand trying to recall the previous night, the stranger interrupts again “are you okay” it sounds like he is really concerned. You look at the figure once more before going into the bathroom and shutting the door behind you. Looking in the mirror at your red eyes, swollen lips, you know what went on the night before. It was not your first morning waking up like this and deep down you know it won’t be your last.
As you wash your face you taste what you know is the distinct remnants of semen, well you think to yourself “there goes the hope that you at least used protection”. After the brush you teeth, you re-enter the bedroom to find the stranger still in your bed. He looks at you “are you okay” he mutters again, you nod your head hoping that he will just shut up, get dressed and leave. Life sucks apparently because it does not happen, he just stares at you. You look at his eyes that are not red but blue, lips that are pink not swollen and brown matted to his head. You wonder what to say when he murmurs “do you even remember last night” and you say the first thing that comes to mind “no should I”. His face goes through different emotions, first shock by your answer, appalled and finally pity. You decide to ask this man about what happened last night since you know that it will take some time till your forgotten memories come back.
Note: I do have the rest of this completed, just wanted to know what you guys think of the writing style. please read and review, I ADORE good and bad criticisms.. the rest will be posted before Saturday.
A voice from the bed stops you from entering the bathroom “where are you going” it mutters. You stop, turn around to stare at the figure laying in your bed, shit you think you yourself “I don’t remember him”. While you stand trying to recall the previous night, the stranger interrupts again “are you okay” it sounds like he is really concerned. You look at the figure once more before going into the bathroom and shutting the door behind you. Looking in the mirror at your red eyes, swollen lips, you know what went on the night before. It was not your first morning waking up like this and deep down you know it won’t be your last.
As you wash your face you taste what you know is the distinct remnants of semen, well you think to yourself “there goes the hope that you at least used protection”. After the brush you teeth, you re-enter the bedroom to find the stranger still in your bed. He looks at you “are you okay” he mutters again, you nod your head hoping that he will just shut up, get dressed and leave. Life sucks apparently because it does not happen, he just stares at you. You look at his eyes that are not red but blue, lips that are pink not swollen and brown matted to his head. You wonder what to say when he murmurs “do you even remember last night” and you say the first thing that comes to mind “no should I”. His face goes through different emotions, first shock by your answer, appalled and finally pity. You decide to ask this man about what happened last night since you know that it will take some time till your forgotten memories come back.
Note: I do have the rest of this completed, just wanted to know what you guys think of the writing style. please read and review, I ADORE good and bad criticisms.. the rest will be posted before Saturday.