Through the Rain: Decieved.

Short story I wrote on September 27, 2007.

The boy whispered a final " I'm sorry " and hung up the phone. After listening to the dial tone for a minute or so she snapped the cell phone shut. Her vision blurred with tears, as she desperatly attempted to fight them back. Throwing the phone against the wall with all her strength, she darted out her door. Down the stairs nearly tripping half way down, to the outside world. The grass still damp from the light rain they had received earlier that evening she slipped a couple times. Though each time she found the strength to pull herself back up and keep running. Stumbling over a large rock she fell face first, a small sting rushed through her fore head as she swipped her fingers across, sure enough there was some blood. Bringning herself to the fetal position she stared up at the sky. Hopeing, wishing that He could be here to protect her right now. More tears slide down her soden face. I don't want any more betrayl a soft voice echoed through her head I don't want to hurt any more. I don't want to hide. The salt water rippled from her eyes landing in the small pools beside her head. The girl sat up and rubbed her face dry as best as she could, and began to walk back towards the house.

The door slamming behind her, she heard her mother's voice "Where did you go?" Sighing quietly she responded "I went out side" the young girl told her mother in the false high pitched cheerful voice she had perfected. "Okay" the mother answered back. Climbing the stairs two at a time, she jumped onto her bed pulling a pillow to her face as the sobs shook through out her body. "Dostei" her  voice cracked as she whispered why she repeated in her head. She laid there and let the tears run from her eyes until they were dry.

Author's Note

Ignore spelling and/or grammar errors. I'd appreciate it if you'd tell me what you like and/or don't like in all of my writing and on how I could improve.