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first of all, this isnt the entry I want you to read corbin, it's the next one...srry xd
Im not getting back into story telling or writing or anything
I'm just bored and need to relieve some stress and I came up with this
it's not fully developed so I'm gonna make it up as I go along
and it's not even gonna be a story it's just gonna be really really short
and it can be part of a story
ok here it is:
He slowly handed me the gun. It was so statuette, embolized by the surrounding darkness, laying on it's side. My hand moved slowly like his but then it stopped for a second, guees I really do have second thoughts. "It's ok..." he whispered, I looked up but I couldn't see his eyes, they were covered by his brown hair-like always. It looked like he was staring at the gun or my hand then I realized my hand was ontop of the gun now. I forced a smile, then slowly I took the gun and craddled it in both hands. He dropped his hand and moved closer. It was kind of weird to feel comforted at a time like this. I crawled towards the head of the bed, looking at the gun, analyzing it. "I can't believe this is actually happening...it's so beautiful." I faced the glass door and looked out at the moon, the only source of light at the moment. (I'm about to get off track srry) All of a suddenly I felt something embrace me from behind, I was startled for a second but then I relaxed b/c I knew wat it was. The feeling of his breath on my neck was always so hipnotizing, "Why do you always do this?" He didn't answer, I didn't expect him to, instead he slid the gun from my hand and held my hands up infront of me. His breathing got heavier, then it quieted down. I felt something wet on my shoulder (getting really off track xd ), "Wat the?" I turned around and he was.....crying, he only did that infront of me so I had no choice but to comfort him. I held him in my arms as if he were a child, after about 15 minutes, he stopped and backed up. He looked so tired, I noticed he was staring at something and I figured out wat it was. (getting back on track) I picked up the gun, which was shinning orange and silver, I pondered for a moment, then he turned his head towards the light-sensitive lamp that had just turned on. I fell back, my head landing on the pillow, he turned his head startled but he stayed there sitting Indian style. "I guess it's time, huh?", I kinda say to myself. He lowers his head, then lays down next to me but on his side. I turn to him, "Are you sure you wanna be so close?" He looks at me blankly then his expression transferrs to a terrribly sad idiom. He slumped his body up and stood there, staring at me, "You know I get uncomfortable when you look at me like that with those eyes...hha...but it's an addiction too." He had a condition where although his eyes were technically brown, they looked red. My eyes started to get watery, I slung my hand with the gun in it toward my head. "The metal is so cold...hha...it's weird....this feeling is actually comforting..." I closed my eyes, I could see light go off from the right but a smaller light appear to the left. I opened my eyes and looked toward the sliding door, he did too. "It's dawn." he whispered, "It's beautiful..." I echoed. I turned my head back and closed my eyes, I hestitated then I cocked the gun, my finger was very hestitant on the trigger.....I slowly pulled on it, I could hear his breathing get heavier...I hestitated again.......I let go of the trigger, sat up and stared at the gun in my hands, I looked out the door, "I shouldn't let such a beautiful morning go to waste...," I looked back at the gun," I don't think it's worth it anyway...I mean we're happy , right?" I smiled at him, he was crying again but this time he was smiling too-that was another thing he only did around me. We sat there together, watching the sun, the birds, cars....watching everything.
The END heart
wasnt that good? blaugh although I got really off track but still blaugh it's not even that close to wat I was gonna write and its not short either xd
well hoped you enjoyed. Bye heart
 thinmint94 · Sat Oct 18, 2008 @ 07:38pm · 0 Comments |
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