Friday, April 25, 2008

And They Come Creeping Back.

Leaning against the wall, smirking with her own pleasure, "Pst you are such a dumb ass."
"Tira back off! Hey let it go you're fine. It'll work out."

She can't stand listening to either of them. One is so full of crap and so is the other. Lacing up her shoes she chuckles at them fighting behind her. Their voices have become a custom to her and now their just sounds that she can ignore.

Heading out the door they shout to stop her, "Hey where are yo..." Only to be cut off by her slamming the door. But they are outside before she can even be. Shaking her head, they start up again, "Now you wait just a minute. We aren't..." Now she has her headphones in and music blasting. Their lips moved but they only were hums. Smirking at them now she beings running.

All emotions are on the table. Running them out, running herself out. Pinching pain in her stomach, chest closes, she has to stop. Hanging her head it begins to spin and fast. The pinch is harder then it's gone. Wiping her sleeve across her mouth, she chuckles. Shaking her head, "Like my body could handle anything."
"You think?"
Of course Tira would follow. Not allowing Tira another word she runs faster than before. Up the hill, pushing, stretching her strides. Shit down hill. She is going to fast...well too fast for her knees. Pop! With a crumble she is down. Shouting out, "God damn it!"
"Take it easy. Just walk or call someone."
"God Serena shut up. She couldn't move if she wanted. Too weak."
Damning both of them she gets up. Testing her weight on her knee only to get a sudden pain shooting through her leg. Mumbling to herself about her frustration, anger, and damning herself and her body. Fucking their words and her mind. "More weight on the other leg. Bit your lip and deal with it later." Repeating that over and over in her head she starts off again. The pain is worse than she anticipated. Biting her lip harder, the taste of blood enters her mouth. The taste makes her stomach pinch so she tries spiting as much as she can. Finally home. Crashing into her bed. Lip bleeding, stomach aching, knee burning, heart racing, no chance of breathing. She smiles.

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