Status: Awkward 3 year hiatus is over. Probs lost all my readers. RIP. Comment or something if you want this ongoing :)
365 Days.
330.
I look up at the splinter on my finger again,
try to grab the little piece of wood,
but only manage to break it.
Giving a soft hiss,
I shake out my hand before searching the crowd for Mickel.
I was back in the auditorium,
watching guys on bikes perform stunts in half-pipes.
“Mickel!”
I call out and head over to where he was.
try to grab the little piece of wood,
but only manage to break it.
Giving a soft hiss,
I shake out my hand before searching the crowd for Mickel.
I was back in the auditorium,
watching guys on bikes perform stunts in half-pipes.
“Mickel!”
I call out and head over to where he was.
He looks up at me with a questionable look.
“Do you know where the bathroom is?”
I ask,
then quickly add once I realized some people looked over.
“I got a splinter.”
I ask,
then quickly add once I realized some people looked over.
“I got a splinter.”
Mickel nods,
“Yeah,
I’ll show you,
hold on a second.”
He yells something to one of the guys who just nods in return.
Setting his bike aside and taking off his helmet,
Mickel gestures for me to follow him.
“Yeah,
I’ll show you,
hold on a second.”
He yells something to one of the guys who just nods in return.
Setting his bike aside and taking off his helmet,
Mickel gestures for me to follow him.
As much as I don’t want to,
just want directions,
not him to come with me,
I do.
We walk down a darkened hallway that I didn’t even know existed.
There is one light at the end of the hallway,
and it gives the corridor a daunting feeling.
just want directions,
not him to come with me,
I do.
We walk down a darkened hallway that I didn’t even know existed.
There is one light at the end of the hallway,
and it gives the corridor a daunting feeling.
Mickel turns a corner and pushes on a door marked ‘male’.
He walks in and over to the mirrors on the wall,
runs a hand through his hair.
He walks in and over to the mirrors on the wall,
runs a hand through his hair.
I walk over to one of the sinks with the stronger light,
find the splinter and grasped it with my nails.
I pull out – somehow,
pull it out whole and without breaking it.
Washing my hands,
I glance over at Mickel,
and frown.
He wasn’t there.
“Mickel?”
I turn around and find myself facing him.
The counter digs into my lower back.
“Uh, Mickel?”
I murmur softly,
putting my hands on his chest,
gently pushing him back.
find the splinter and grasped it with my nails.
I pull out – somehow,
pull it out whole and without breaking it.
Washing my hands,
I glance over at Mickel,
and frown.
He wasn’t there.
“Mickel?”
I turn around and find myself facing him.
The counter digs into my lower back.
“Uh, Mickel?”
I murmur softly,
putting my hands on his chest,
gently pushing him back.
He doesn’t pull away,
comes closer instead,
eyes sparkling with the smug look that he always had.
“Yes?”
he purrs.
comes closer instead,
eyes sparkling with the smug look that he always had.
“Yes?”
he purrs.
“I… Can you move back a bit?”
I stammer,
“I need to dry my hands…”
I stammer,
“I need to dry my hands…”
He only laughs,
takes my hands and runs them down his chest,
drying them that way.
“Done.”
Mickel pushes me back against the counter again,
leans in and rests his forehead against mine.
“Hey,”
he says softly.
takes my hands and runs them down his chest,
drying them that way.
“Done.”
Mickel pushes me back against the counter again,
leans in and rests his forehead against mine.
“Hey,”
he says softly.
“Hi.”
I chew on my lip,
shying back from the contact.
I chew on my lip,
shying back from the contact.
In a split second,
Mickel changes personality.
He tilts his head,
quickly nips my jaw.
Mickel changes personality.
He tilts his head,
quickly nips my jaw.
I gasp,
pulling away my head and pushing at his chest.
“Mickel!”
pulling away my head and pushing at his chest.
“Mickel!”
He doesn’t seem to hear me,
his hands slide down my sides,
rests them on my lower back,
pulling my hips into his.
His lips crash into mine,
stealing my air,
harshly biting,
strongly pressing.
his hands slide down my sides,
rests them on my lower back,
pulling my hips into his.
His lips crash into mine,
stealing my air,
harshly biting,
strongly pressing.
“Mickel!”
I yell into his lips.
My heart is at a thousand beats per minute.
I yell into his lips.
My heart is at a thousand beats per minute.
Everything in my mind starts flying,
thoughts screaming at me.
You shouldn’t have trusted him.
You fell so easy.
You gave in to him.
You believed.
He lied.
You can’t be saved.
There’s nobody here.
You’re alone with him.
He’s going to rape you.
thoughts screaming at me.
You shouldn’t have trusted him.
You fell so easy.
You gave in to him.
You believed.
He lied.
You can’t be saved.
There’s nobody here.
You’re alone with him.
He’s going to rape you.
And then the door opens.
The door opens.
It opened.
And someone came in.
The door opens.
It opened.
And someone came in.
Mickel pulls away as fast as he had come towards me,
moves away and pretends to look into the mirror,
as if nothing was happening before we were interrupted.
moves away and pretends to look into the mirror,
as if nothing was happening before we were interrupted.
I was breathing again.
Lowering my gaze and turning away,
I wash my hands once more,
grab a paper towel and wipe my hands.
My heart doesn’t slow down by much,
I’m still near him.
I don’t say anything to Mickel,
only chuck out the paper towel and leave the bathroom,
quickly walking down the corridor.
Hearing steps behind me,
I briefly glance back,
see Mickel,
but I don’t want him near me.
Not now,
not ever.
Lowering my gaze and turning away,
I wash my hands once more,
grab a paper towel and wipe my hands.
My heart doesn’t slow down by much,
I’m still near him.
I don’t say anything to Mickel,
only chuck out the paper towel and leave the bathroom,
quickly walking down the corridor.
Hearing steps behind me,
I briefly glance back,
see Mickel,
but I don’t want him near me.
Not now,
not ever.
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Whoo. Had a writer's block for a few days >.<