Post by DAE on Apr 6, 2016 19:54:14 GMT
He sat alone in his computer chair. He gave up everything for this. Dates, Family Occasions, Night Outs, Etc.
But, there it was. The Writer's first official work. Final Drafts, Rough Copies, Hours spent on his creation.
He felt like a god.
A big smile began to curl in his thin, pale lips.
Buzz- Buzz. His phone lit up.
"I don't know what you've been writing for the past month but, it's interfering with our relationship. If this is what you want then it's over."
Jackie had been so naive. If Jackie knew she would have no choice but to love him.
Tears began to stain The Writer's red flannel shirt. But, that smile stayed with him.
Soon, things started to become red.
He could barely see.
He ran to his bathroom to look in the mirror.
His eyes were blood red. And, Still, that smile stayed.
He pulled out his phone. Jackie's name pulled up. He pulled up his phone and dialed 9-1-1.
"911, What is your emergency?"
The words were never spoken. His smile was resistant. The only thing that came out of his mouth was nonsense.
"Sir, Sir?"
He heard thunder crash.
"Do you need an ambulance?"
He could no longer breathe.
We are sending an ambulance to check on you."
Everything was red and he couldn't breathe. He considered this Hell.
The only left thing left was to end his Misery.
He tied the shower curtain around his neck.
"Sir... Sir?!"
He jumped. In his few seconds he remember Jackie and his creation.
BAM!
The thunder knocked the power out.
But, in the darkness you could see those blood red eyes and that lovely smile.
But, there it was. The Writer's first official work. Final Drafts, Rough Copies, Hours spent on his creation.
He felt like a god.
A big smile began to curl in his thin, pale lips.
Buzz- Buzz. His phone lit up.
"I don't know what you've been writing for the past month but, it's interfering with our relationship. If this is what you want then it's over."
Jackie had been so naive. If Jackie knew she would have no choice but to love him.
Tears began to stain The Writer's red flannel shirt. But, that smile stayed with him.
Soon, things started to become red.
He could barely see.
He ran to his bathroom to look in the mirror.
His eyes were blood red. And, Still, that smile stayed.
He pulled out his phone. Jackie's name pulled up. He pulled up his phone and dialed 9-1-1.
"911, What is your emergency?"
The words were never spoken. His smile was resistant. The only thing that came out of his mouth was nonsense.
"Sir, Sir?"
He heard thunder crash.
"Do you need an ambulance?"
He could no longer breathe.
We are sending an ambulance to check on you."
Everything was red and he couldn't breathe. He considered this Hell.
The only left thing left was to end his Misery.
He tied the shower curtain around his neck.
"Sir... Sir?!"
He jumped. In his few seconds he remember Jackie and his creation.
BAM!
The thunder knocked the power out.
But, in the darkness you could see those blood red eyes and that lovely smile.
