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Headlights On Dark Roads – (Chapter: Making Memories Memorable)
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”It’s okay.” I say with a strangled voice that’s threatening to break at any second now. As if this was nothing out of the ordinary. As if this was what I was supposed to say. As if I couldn’t tell her the truth.
Which I no longer can.
Not when the truth is right in front of her, staring her straight in the eyes.
“This will probably hurt.” She accidentally whispers a little too close to my ear as she re-positioned herself.
And I don’t know what hurt the most. To have her this close to me in a much compromised position or her cold hands touching my bruises.
Cold hands, warm heart, isn’t that what they say?
Cold hands that’s everywhere right now. Despite the pain I’m feeling inside this vandalized and hurting body of mine, her touch actually hurts more than every single scratch on this living corpse.
Regardless of every blow I took, her warm and concentrated breathing against my neck is more excruciating than every beating I’ve ever taken. Because this pain is constricting somewhere else within me. A place I didn’t even know could ache.
I feel a warm and moisture towel that’s oh so carefully washing away every trace of blood and dirt from the bleeding gashes on my body.
Cold.
Warm.
Cold.
Warm.
Cold.
Warm.
Cold.
Warm.
Her hands are everywhere and my thoughts are nowhere. I’ve lost all track of time. Whatsoever. I don’t know if she’s been touching me for an hour or a minute. But the insufferable feeling stays the same.
The fact that I don’t ever want her to stop. The fact that I didn’t even want to start to begin with. The fact that I never want to leave this room. The fact that I never should’ve have come here in the first place.
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ohh wow i thought it was ash who went to spencers well i feel retarted…my god my brain cant conpuit…but i love it
I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS
this brought you into a world of pain and suffering but opens a window to hope and light with each touch and smell from ashley’s room, pms
I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!
You are truly a fantastic writer, this story really sucks me in, can’t wait for the next chapter.
u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.
ohh wow i thought it was ash who went to spencers well i feel retarted…my god my brain cant conpuit…but i love it
I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS
this brought you into a world of pain and suffering but opens a window to hope and light with each touch and smell from ashley’s room, pms
I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!
You are truly a fantastic writer, this story really sucks me in, can’t wait for the next chapter.
u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.