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Headlights On Dark Roads – (Chapter: Making Memories Memorable)
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“Yeah, sure..” I shakily breathe out. Shakily because I know what’s hiding underneath this shirt. Shakily because I know exactly what’s she going to witness. What’s she’s going to think and what’s she’s going to know afterwards. Shaky because [b]she[/b] will understand.
And she seems to be trembling just as much as me when she lets the thin fabric slide in between the sharp pair of scissors she’s holding. She seems to quiver just as much as me because maybe, just maybe, she has a clue about what she’s going to see. That she might be afraid to have confirmed.
As she sits between my spreaded legs on the floor right before me, slicing up my shirt, I can’t do anything else but to breathe.
Breathe in the scent that is her. A scent of raspberry tea on a cold winter night, just like this one. A scent that takes me so far away from the wounds she’s about to behold within a few seconds now.
A scent that tells me all about those snowy days when dad used to take us skating on the frozen lake along the pier. A scent that makes me remember my mom as the mother she’s never been. A scent that makes me recall every single love that I’ve ever had. A scent that makes me remember things I’ve never done, felt or experienced.
A scent I need to keep in mind as I hear how her lips draws a gasp she couldn’t manage to hold in.
So I close my eyes.
I close my eyes and take the deepest of breaths to keep that scent as far inside me as I can. I close my eyes and evoke a life I’ve never lived just to keep myself from witnessing the one I’m currently residing in. Visioning a life where I don’t have to be as ashamed as I am right now, in front of her beautiful eyes and my distorted body.
“I’m sorry.” She whispers against my rising chest as she lets her warm breath invisibly stain my oh so damaged skin. I’m guessing she’s sorry for flinching. For reacting although she already knew what was coming.
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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.