last two weeks anything but amazing. I refused to put it in a box of this or that. I was just going to be. Like a leaf in the breeze, I was going to follow the path in front of me and decide what came next when the decisions presented themselves.
As I entered the alley outside the club, I placed the flowers on the stoop and threw my black trench coat over my shoulders. Still in my heels and corset, I pulled the belt around my waist and tied the coat in front of me. Picking up the flowers, I noticed a figure at the end of the alley. My heart almost leaped out of my chest as I realized Synister was standing with his hip resting on the side of the SUV. He was looking down the street toward the front of the club. This was perfect. He was expecting me to come out the main entrance with the other dancers. This would give me the chance to sneak up on him unnoticed. Yes!
Taking the first steps toward the end of the alley, I watched Synister turn and place his forearms on the roof of the SUV. Oh my God, this is even better. He was always scaring the shit out of me with pranks, so when I had the chance to get him back, I was going to take full advantage of it.
Making my way toward the SUV, I began plotting all the ways I was going to scare him. I never realized how dark the alley was, and I half-tripped as I stumbled to step over a beer bottle. Shit! As I righted myself, I saw Zeke make his way to the SUV. After a short exchange, Zeke gave Synister a fist bump and took off down the street. Man, he was an odd bird. If Synister hadn’t seen him like a brother, I would have been more concerned about his mild psycho, silent but deadly tendencies. As the breeze ripped through the alley, I realized that in my haste to get out of dodge I was practically naked in the cold early morning air. Well, cold in Vegas terms. Bringing my hands up to my chest to hold my coat closed brought the flowers closer to my nose. When the scent of the beautiful roses overwhelmed my senses and the vision of the man in front of me took over my eyes, I was happy. Happy was not something in my life for a long time so I was going to cherish it. We had both spent the better part of a decade being the roadblock to a relationship. I wasn’t sure if what we had was traditional. Hell, we were not traditional.
I was so wrapped up in Synister that I did not hear the footsteps behind me. If I had, maybe it would have made a difference. I didn’t know; everything happened so fast. I watched the flowers fall to the ground. The beautiful red color quickly turned to a mixture of red and brown as the roses became covered in mud. Just a minute ago, the vibrancy of the colors was a bright spot in the darkness. Now…now the flowers were tarnished and ruined. As his words filled my ears, I was confused and frightened. “You fucking scream and I will kill you. Trust me, you bitch, I’m not playin.’”
Before he was finished talking, I felt his hands on my shoulders. I was spun around so quickly I felt an overwhelming dizziness. My jacket was ripped from my body, and I heard the beads and crystals as they plummeted to the ground. I wasn’t sure if it was the darkness or the fact I was scared out of my mind that had heightened my senses, but every noise was supersonic loud. Every scent total overload. The way his breath smelled. How when he leaned in closer to me his scent was a mixture of soap and bleach. When he pulled my head back, the burn of hair being ripped from my scalp brought tears to my eyes. I could tell you every second of the assault, every sensation, and the details of my surroundings to the precise minutiae. I felt his hand as it connected with the side, front, and side of my face again and again. He was so angry, and I kept asking myself over and over what I did to deserve this. In a flash, I saw the glint of the moonlight off what I later was told was a knife. My face was so numb from all the hits that I couldn't tell that he had begun using the knife on my
As I entered the alley outside the club, I placed the flowers on the stoop and threw my black trench coat over my shoulders. Still in my heels and corset, I pulled the belt around my waist and tied the coat in front of me. Picking up the flowers, I noticed a figure at the end of the alley. My heart almost leaped out of my chest as I realized Synister was standing with his hip resting on the side of the SUV. He was looking down the street toward the front of the club. This was perfect. He was expecting me to come out the main entrance with the other dancers. This would give me the chance to sneak up on him unnoticed. Yes!
Taking the first steps toward the end of the alley, I watched Synister turn and place his forearms on the roof of the SUV. Oh my God, this is even better. He was always scaring the shit out of me with pranks, so when I had the chance to get him back, I was going to take full advantage of it.
Making my way toward the SUV, I began plotting all the ways I was going to scare him. I never realized how dark the alley was, and I half-tripped as I stumbled to step over a beer bottle. Shit! As I righted myself, I saw Zeke make his way to the SUV. After a short exchange, Zeke gave Synister a fist bump and took off down the street. Man, he was an odd bird. If Synister hadn’t seen him like a brother, I would have been more concerned about his mild psycho, silent but deadly tendencies. As the breeze ripped through the alley, I realized that in my haste to get out of dodge I was practically naked in the cold early morning air. Well, cold in Vegas terms. Bringing my hands up to my chest to hold my coat closed brought the flowers closer to my nose. When the scent of the beautiful roses overwhelmed my senses and the vision of the man in front of me took over my eyes, I was happy. Happy was not something in my life for a long time so I was going to cherish it. We had both spent the better part of a decade being the roadblock to a relationship. I wasn’t sure if what we had was traditional. Hell, we were not traditional.
I was so wrapped up in Synister that I did not hear the footsteps behind me. If I had, maybe it would have made a difference. I didn’t know; everything happened so fast. I watched the flowers fall to the ground. The beautiful red color quickly turned to a mixture of red and brown as the roses became covered in mud. Just a minute ago, the vibrancy of the colors was a bright spot in the darkness. Now…now the flowers were tarnished and ruined. As his words filled my ears, I was confused and frightened. “You fucking scream and I will kill you. Trust me, you bitch, I’m not playin.’”
Before he was finished talking, I felt his hands on my shoulders. I was spun around so quickly I felt an overwhelming dizziness. My jacket was ripped from my body, and I heard the beads and crystals as they plummeted to the ground. I wasn’t sure if it was the darkness or the fact I was scared out of my mind that had heightened my senses, but every noise was supersonic loud. Every scent total overload. The way his breath smelled. How when he leaned in closer to me his scent was a mixture of soap and bleach. When he pulled my head back, the burn of hair being ripped from my scalp brought tears to my eyes. I could tell you every second of the assault, every sensation, and the details of my surroundings to the precise minutiae. I felt his hand as it connected with the side, front, and side of my face again and again. He was so angry, and I kept asking myself over and over what I did to deserve this. In a flash, I saw the glint of the moonlight off what I later was told was a knife. My face was so numb from all the hits that I couldn't tell that he had begun using the knife on my
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