AquilaFuga wrote:
Keegan~Melody
May write story soon.
Here we are! (This part is more of a conversation really...)
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"Keegan, I have to go." she said quietly, as they sat on the front wall in the evening.
"No, you can't." he replied, hugging her closer to him.
"Keegan...You know I'll be back tomorrow..."
"No. I won't let you go."
"But why?" she said, beginning to struggle slightly.
"I can't take it without you, you're my sunshine, you're my moonlight, you're my stars, you're my sky, I cannot live without you in my life." he said, beginning to anger.
"Keegan, please," she begged, "you know what my father is like."
"No, Melody, you're staying here!"
"No!" she cried, thrusting herself off the wall, and running down the road.
He ran after her, and grabbed her jacket. He pulled her back to his house, and shoved her inside.
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Continued...
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She cowered on the floor of the hallway, as he stood over her. There was clear rage in his eyes, and she dared not to breath.
He watched her, curled up on the floor shaking. His vision was blurred in the heat of the moment, and thoughts wizzed round his brain like a carousel. What had he just done to the girl he loved? What was he meant to do now? He stormed past her, and unlocked a small room. It was probably no bigger than a toilet cubicle.
Regretfully, he grabbed her by the shoulder and forced her inside, locking the door behind her. She knocked viciously, crying terribly.
"Let me out! What are you doing?"
The truth was, he himself did not know.
"Shut up! Stay quiet! I'm not stupid, you think I would let you out so you can go running to the police?" he yelled, banging the door with every breath he took.
She pinned herself against the wall, nearly hyperventilating with fear.
He sat with his back against the door. His fury had turned to tears, and he silently cried.
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As requested... ^_^
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She sat in the dark for what seemed like decades, watching, waiting.
He sat outside, wiping stale tears from his cheeks. He looked over at the clock. 3:04 am. Angrily, he pounded the floor with his fist, and held his head in his hands.
"Keegan...?" a muffled voice came from behind.
He spun round, his temper running thin once again, but then he heard it again.
"Keegan?" she whispered, shaking in that damp, cold cupboard.
"What..." he replied, his voice quivering.
"Will you let me out?" she said a little louder, "I don't understand what's running through your mind, and I'm really worriied about you."
"Why worry about me? I am holding you hostage, yet you worry about me?"
"Yes, because whatever happens I cannot deny myself the fact that I love you. So that's why I need to know that you're okay, regardless of whether I'm locked in some dingy little shoecupboard."
"Well, I'm fine."
She was silent for a while, wondering whether what she had done was right, because she knew that truly, she would never be able to forgive him.
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If anyone wants it, the next part will probably be the last.
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Next part would be liked XD I don't want to bother you though, take your time c:
