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Post by Tethebi on Mar 15, 2008 12:20:35 GMT -5
*He whips his hand over his facing, rubbing it with irritation*
You know what, spare me your condescending, self-pitying bullshit!
Oh yes, woe is you. You you you, it's always been about fucking you.
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Post by zeah1niccals5 on Mar 15, 2008 12:28:11 GMT -5
Then why the hell did I ever ask you how you felt, talk to you about how your day was, and so on? How come every time you got angry because something didn't go your way, I would sit by you and listen, and remind you that it doesn't matter?? I got curious, yeah, and I hate myself for it. Inside, not outside like usual. Sure, I hate my chubby stomach and thighs, the stretch marks on my thighs, my fuzzy arms......but now I hate ME. Because I broke the only heart that really cared, no matter how "deformed" it was.
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Post by Tethebi on Mar 15, 2008 12:33:28 GMT -5
(( o..god. Dx ))
....I broke the only heart that really cared, no matter how "deformed" it was...
~ Those pinching words echoed in his head repeatedly. It crushed him even more. ~
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Post by zeah1niccals5 on Mar 15, 2008 12:38:26 GMT -5
(Eh. She hadn't meant it that way.)
*sits on the floor and pulls her knees into her chest, burying her face against them*
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Post by Tethebi on Mar 15, 2008 12:46:56 GMT -5
(( yea i know, but i did it so you'd know exactly what tet thinks when he heard it s: ))
~ He remained mute, glaring at that hideous reflection carved into the glass-plated mirror. He was a monster. There was no escape from that reality. His head and his chest ruptured in a throbbing paroxysm of pain, as though they were both being torn apart. It made him nauseous. ~
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Post by zeah1niccals5 on Mar 15, 2008 12:50:45 GMT -5
Oh, damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!! *digs her fingers into the healing cut, crying still*
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Post by Tethebi on Mar 15, 2008 12:54:28 GMT -5
*Her sobbing only made things worse. Finally he couldn't take it any more. His fist went flying directly towards the mirror, shattering it into little pieces*
Stop crying! For fuck's sake, stop crying!!
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Post by zeah1niccals5 on Mar 15, 2008 12:56:33 GMT -5
*gasps and shivers, scared now* Okay! Okay!! *whimpers and curls up even more*
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Post by Tethebi on Mar 15, 2008 12:58:55 GMT -5
*There was no moment between the two. Not a sound, until Tet finally trudged out of the bathroom towards the kitchen, his footsteps heavy and frightening*
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Post by zeah1niccals5 on Mar 15, 2008 13:01:19 GMT -5
*can't move, won't move* Oh, God.....
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Post by Tethebi on Mar 15, 2008 13:07:01 GMT -5
She thinks I'm deformed, huh?? That I'm just some terrifying, ugly mutant spawned out of the sewers, is that it?! I'll show her. She wants to treat me like a monster, then, oh boy, she's going to have a run for her money. I'll show her what a real monster is...
~ It became evident that Tethebi was slowly losing his very sanity. His anger and frustration was getting the best of him, and it was getting dangerous for even Zeah to be around. ~
Hell, no one said it's fucking easy to love a beast!
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Post by zeah1niccals5 on Mar 15, 2008 13:09:37 GMT -5
The feeling in the air reminded Zeah of her stepfather when he used to beat her. She knew she had to leave.
*gets up, using the wall for support, and heads for the door*
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Post by Tethebi on Mar 15, 2008 20:50:28 GMT -5
Sit your ass back down on the couch!! Nobody told you to move!
(( good god, i have a crazy-go-nuts story being lined up. x) hopefully it goes out as plan. ))
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Post by zeah1niccals5 on Mar 16, 2008 7:20:53 GMT -5
(I'm scared. *shivers*)
*shivers with her creator* Tethebi, w-what?! *she falls, scared*
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Post by Tethebi on Mar 16, 2008 8:10:48 GMT -5
Get on the fucking couch.
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