Walking in, my skin shredders, shivering at the touch of a biting slash. I feel my weight sink slowly, a pull, lifting my body, as I float against the tides, while holding onto the edges of the pool.
“You still can’t swim? Daniel questions, emerging from the door.He has a towel, running up his shoulders towards his back. With tight shorts on, be walks in, with a raving waist dance, in pursuit of steps.“And your waist still shakes over, while you walk? “ I question, watching his eyes lift a glare at me.A chuckle falls off my lips, as I wave my hands over. The tip of my toes, gets to meet a not so shallow spot, helping my feet walk through the water, while I dangle a bit.“You still got your nasty comebacks” Daniel states, as he gets off his flips.He lifts his legs over the pool edge, rising on it. Being a distance away, while his eyes carefully check its depths, he swings in. His thud splashes a bit of water on me, while he siA lightning strand runs through the sky. While lights litt the earth, as clasping sounds reeked through. The crystal clear sky makes a sudden turn. Frona silver lined sky, thick clouds rise covering the Heaven's.“Shit” I curse off, watching the heavy wind swerve.The cold breeze stings deeply, clinging to my skin, while I shut over the window blends, sealing me off, into my own car. A last clash sends the rains thudding. A heavy rush flooding my screens, it covers every bit of sight I see, until I get to pull my wipes.“Fuck” I mumble, watching drops litter my screen. I hate driving in stormy weather. It troubles me.My eyes hardly see, my car runs slow. Everything becomes discomforting, and troublesome to My chest, as it is taken in by fright. As expected my heart furiously pounds while I blankly stare. I feel me crashing, a bit away from tears. It has not always been like this. Something mixed with trauma makes me hate the storms when I'm outsi
My hands swing, with a thudding noise ramming into my ears. My door shuts behind me, while my eyes drift, along my strolling feet, taking in what ambience lies before me. 'Crystal diamond outfits' the sign post reads, a glamour unmatched, meeting my eyes as I pull open its doors.Soft music swings through, while cold chills poured over my skin. Calm strides running down my vein, a subtle feeling of peace waves its hand over my soul, while my steps move in. Chandelier running with lights, silent whispers, and steps that numb within, with flashing smiles, that serenity comes before my eyes.“Good morning sir” her sweet voice halts my step as I draw close to her post. She smiles professionally at me while I sigh, rolling my in.“Stop it already with this nonsense Emma” my lips break words my brains had whispered to me.A deep exhale comes running off while I lift myself, plumating my body upon a chair. I take the seat standing before her, with my han
“Umm, do you have the files ready? “ I ask, tapping a finger over my earplugs, to have it muted.“Not yet sir,” a male voice comes singing in, from the other side. “But I will, in a few minutes” he assures me, spilling his words, whole I softly nod.“Please get it to me, as fast as you can” my response comes swinging in, as I tap my fingers muting once more, as I speak to my legal head. “We have to have that ready before noon, so I can read through, before our clients, call for a final signature” I announce, making sure, he is at my pace, before I get to switch onto the next. “And you my team, are we ready, on our toes for the project? “ I ask, getting the response I need, before I get to call it quits on the call we are on, dropping my plugs off.My cheeks ball up, as I force air into it. Pushing off the wind from my mouth, I have my legs flipping over, while I grab my water bottle off the floor. A popping sound echoes through the gym, as I flip over its
Sitting on the sofa with legs crossed over, I gaze, looking out the window. My hands fall beneath my chin, while my eyes dig right into the rising sun of a new day. Another night fades off. I huff off, feeling my belly growl on emptiness, while my eyes sink, watching nothing but birds flying across the sky.I know I smell like shit. Lost in a gloomy frenzy for days, while watching days, turn to weeks, I’ve become an empty shell. My life goes down the dark path. Phone laid to sleep, where I am, being unknown to even the closest person their would be to me, I get to hide myself away from the world, while dealing with my pain.My nose lifts, sniffing at something not so good. It smells like flames, like burning woods set on fire, but this isn’t a village, but an apartment building. I push myself up, peeping through the window, and I can see nothing. It reeks, smoke emitting fiercely from somewhere, and I know, it’s definitely not from me.I’ve had no cooking
Certain storms don’t make a wave. Certain winds don't crash abroad. The night dies, and morning brings joy. But wounds delve deep remains, when the sun lifts. The rising lights never heal deep cuts of a broken night. Sorrows never die, in a smiling sun.My soul crashes, when our eyes meet. My sight fades, watching guilt parade his stare. His frown grows deep, his brows shrinking, while his lips shift. I hear silence waving through my head. Stinging rings of steel, singing through my ears, like rifting sounds.“What is this? ” my voice spills shakily, gazing as I gulp.“It is not what you think” Thane says, while my breath pauses.Thane’s belt runs free, his buttons broken, as his shirt runs free. My eyes drift towards my nemesis. With fingers trailing through his lower lip, he wipes it off. He wears a smirk, a smug of victory cascading through his breath, stumbling my feet backwards.My breath quickens, my eyes sting. A clear as lightning
The door moves, pulling open, with eyes peeking in from its side. Thane wears a smile, as I catch sight of him. He smirks, while gazing weirdly at my partly unclad body, which sits before the dresser, staring into the mirror.“What is it Mr?” I ask, with his childish innocence, pouring through his eyes.“Nothing much” Thabe replies, as he steps up himself. “Just admiring my future husband” he says, while letting the door run free.My sight dips, as he says that. Sheepishly smiling in response, I feel my cheeks rise, as they burn. I’m definitely a red tomato, staring down on the group, while making soft noises, like a tickled baby. I do hear his feet marching in, but I do not try lifting my face, as it remains buried in my palm.“Just go away Mr” my hands flip over, as I feel his presence. Fading my hands out, I still make the call, but he remains stagnant.“Are you sure about that? “ Thane asks, while he gazes at me. I can feel his eyes l