One Night With My Ex's Uncle
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seemed like everything had stopped...
smiled lik
o saw on
n't wait for us
, and made cliché statements
to give his ev
ing, and cloaked in the shiny f
tinued to let out soft cries, and it was only
e rolled off the bed to the floor, grabbing
it was about to exp
ut I couldn't deny the hot tears
ice, and I looked at their clothes on
e I had been thinking only about him, as I u
I whispered, alth
om. My body buzzed with electricity, f
a dream? My john? My jo
y. Wait, please." He called afte
ere was no way he'd follow me while he was still n
, and when I saw a taxi, I
partners cheating. I'd always shouted at them to tear the partner's hair apart, a
ffocating. I had wanted to leave the
in movies, who always ran. I couldn't face
u like to go?" The dri
ever you want." I said, and my tears came crashing on my laps. My tear
, do that to me? Hadn't he loved me? All his promises
ere had it all gone wrong? Where!? The driver saw m
them continued to crash down, filling my
want to cry in the taxi, but I had invested too much of myself in John. It was just too hard to
nce he met me? After we made love for the firs
over my forehead, and my face turned red, but I didn't stop. With
stopped crying. Instead, I leaned against the car door,
face had held her atop him. Those eyes that ga
" I c
, ma
a lot for a driver to make in a day not to talk of two hours, but I was grateful fo
car, and handed
e, s
... you
, sir." I added, and turned away, walking slowly to wherever I could get to. The
longed to just thrust my hand into it, an
k towards it immediately. It was exactly what I needed. After all, wh
st empty, except for a lone figu
at me, and a bright
thought we were done with customers already. Do you need a room for the night, to
m.
d you like
olic drink
but I'd advise you not to drink
u wouldn't say that." I said to him
houghts to a complete stranger, who doesn't know you, or the p
tell him, and you'll probably never see me again, so even if
athetic. So tell me, is it a man?" He a
s a man. A... A... jeez, it's hard to curse at
up at him, with eyes that definitely resembled
eful for- that I didn't have t
ething, but instead, I took
it, trying to get drunk and
he bottle from him, and drank directly, as my
nd I drank it too. My face felt hot. Maybe i
position behind the counter to come to me, but
, I want to kill John."
ould sleep." He said,
t's not enough." I said, staggeri
e further to the staircase, whic
around me... he was too close, too... "You're..." I was saying, but he di
is hands direct