Don't Interrupt.

A Story by cherrie-currie

"You're so difficult..and you know, you've hurt everyone around you by pulling this prank tonight."

"I know. I know. But I love you. I really, really love you." She collapsed into a hug, holding him tight, the fear and the guilt washing all over her. She doesn't understand why anyone can ever stand her, let alone stand by her while watching her hurt her loved ones both physically and emotionally just by hiding under the excuse that she is an 'angry child'.

Illogical as she is, angry as she is, she knows what she is feeling is justified. Utter anger, utter hate only softened with the look in her eyes and her childlike features. She wanted to melt into him, to beg for forgiveness and to love the world again, but the pretty girl walked in, bringing tea.

Just one look, just one phrase from him made her go insane. "Yes! Yes, I am!!", she exclaimed wildly. She hated the J word, she refuse to vocalise it- it makes her feel like she has lost in the battle for indifference.

She ran down the stairs, unhooked the chain on the front door and floated away in a search.

Maybe rain is the tears of the fallen.