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DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
646
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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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.
Farther
Chapter Six
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Rachel\'s words dripped from her gaping mouth , as if she couldn\'t muster the strength to project her voice . And these long drawn out words , slow dripped all the way into Grant\'s ears . Not that he care what she had to say anyway .
\" Baby , twenty years is a long time ... Remember when we made love all those years ago , right beneath that Cherry Blossom tree in the park . Just me and you . Let\'s go do that again , just put down the knife . \"
Grant finally knew why actions were stronger than words . Words could be taken back . You can say \" I do \" and then change your mind . You can promise some one , and break your word to them , but action . Action is suppressed only by time , and rightfully so . Action is absolute , no one can turn back time . Action is absolute . The blood dripping from the knife was proof of that . David would never be the same . There was no going back to the Cherry Blossom tree . All that matter was that Grant was well above the cityscape with 20 years worth of nonstop push-ups , holding the love of his life , over the ledge , by the leg . She dangled upside down pleading . He shook her watching with pleasure as her shirt flipped up and over her head . Her body looked like what it used to with upside down . Right side up was a different story . For the past twenty years Grant was training his body , she was neglecting hers . Saggy skin and deep purple veins . Grant just shook his head and let go of her leg . Watching her drop those twenty stories , he hoped that each story would let another year pass before her eyes , and maybe then she would understand the error of her ways . Grant hoped that she would know that she deserved to die right between lobby and street level those narrow seven feet . Naturally she didn\'t . But that didn\'t matter . When her body , hit with that sickening crack , Grant just turned toward David .
David\'s white shirt was covered in blood . He was crying again . David never stopped crying . Grant\'s voice rang out , so loud that he hoped that Rachel could still hear him .
\" See ! I said I would . \"
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Rachel\'s words dripped from her gaping mouth , as if she couldn\'t muster the strength to project her voice . And these long drawn out words , slow dripped all the way into Grant\'s ears . Not that he care what she had to say anyway .
\" Baby , twenty years is a long time ... Remember when we made love all those years ago , right beneath that Cherry Blossom tree in the park . Just me and you . Let\'s go do that again , just put down the knife . \"
Grant finally knew why actions were stronger than words . Words could be taken back . You can say \" I do \" and then change your mind . You can promise some one , and break your word to them , but action . Action is suppressed only by time , and rightfully so . Action is absolute , no one can turn back time . Action is absolute . The blood dripping from the knife was proof of that . David would never be the same . There was no going back to the Cherry Blossom tree . All that matter was that Grant was well above the cityscape with 20 years worth of nonstop push-ups , holding the love of his life , over the ledge , by the leg . She dangled upside down pleading . He shook her watching with pleasure as her shirt flipped up and over her head . Her body looked like what it used to with upside down . Right side up was a different story . For the past twenty years Grant was training his body , she was neglecting hers . Saggy skin and deep purple veins . Grant just shook his head and let go of her leg . Watching her drop those twenty stories , he hoped that each story would let another year pass before her eyes , and maybe then she would understand the error of her ways . Grant hoped that she would know that she deserved to die right between lobby and street level those narrow seven feet . Naturally she didn\'t . But that didn\'t matter . When her body , hit with that sickening crack , Grant just turned toward David .
David\'s white shirt was covered in blood . He was crying again . David never stopped crying . Grant\'s voice rang out , so loud that he hoped that Rachel could still hear him .
\" See ! I said I would . \"