Cellophane Haze (649 hits)
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Submitted by girlintheworld (View user info) at 2005-07-09 00:02:54 EDT
His hand moved slowly up her spine as she giggled and he stopped at the base of her neck; he rested there for just a minute. He pulled her head back by her long reddish-brown hair and looked at her. Her eyes kept the sense of the warm-hearted laughter she had produced just seconds before; trying to think of what it was that he had said. But now there was fear radiating from them, the thick glossiness of a situation gone horribly wrong. He pulled her down there in the middle of the livingroom, and they tumbled clumsily to the floor, shattering the wine glasses--glitter which reflected every glint in her eye. She tried to scramble away from him, but the wax on the hardwood floor wasn't conducive to such moves. He overpowered her, took a shard of glass and cut along her face with the precision of a surgeon.
She cried out, her tears mixing with the blood creating a watercolor-like design. His eyes burned with fury at her outburst and he struck her four times, his palm connecting with her pale skin, making it a deep bluish red. She couldn't speak now, the words didn't dare come out and her tears stung every part of the wound, only making them come faster. His repeated blows had popped a blood vessel in her eye and the spidery pattern overtook her vision.
Her hands were trapped in his one hand, as he used the other to rip off her black tank top--the material, like her, succumbing to his will. Before taking off her jeans, he scooped her head up and slammed it back down on the floor. She closed her naked legs for as much as her strength would allow her, but knew that she was just prolonging the inevitable. He forced them apart and she brought her leg up to strike him. She swung at his chest the best she could and hit him. He then put all his weight on her, and his fists met with her neck, the bruises already forming, making a natural discolored necklace. She began coughing up blood as he rammed himself into her, tearing into her like she was cheap cellophane. She couldn't see him clearly now; he was like an unsteady Monet painting moving above her, moving above her, moving above her. Her crimson-stained lips cracked as his tongue moved over them, down her neck. Every touch burned, the flames licking every wound carelessly. Her whole body shook with the effort to make him stop, but she was giving in as much as she was trying to resist. She had no strength, and the pain was never-ending. Her chest felt heavy under his, the sweat between them sliming and congealing, making a temporary home in the suction cupped air where the crevice formed between their bodies. She could feel him pulsing between her legs, contracting and expanding with each thrust, filling her, poisoning her.
He brought his rough hand up to her damaged neck and began to choke her as he came, sliding out and sticking to her legs. Her scarlet-stained eyes bulged with helplessness and her mouth formed words she couldn't get out, only muffled sounds like a lone speaker playing music from the trunk of a car. Flashes of light rapidly and randomly throbbed before her eyes—white, yellow, orange, red, purple, blue, all wet and mixed—before she rattled one more breath and saw nothing but solid black.
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Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2005-07-12 17:21:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Holy shit.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2005-07-11 18:32:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
crazy ass shit
Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2005-07-09 17:27:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by UrbaneMischief (user info) at 2005-07-09 03:51:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by sparkle_pink (user info) at 2005-07-09 03:15:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I love how vivid your writing is.
Submitted by RandytheHelpfulPineapple (user info) at 2005-07-09 02:04:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm in a pickle.
I think your writing draws awesome mental images, and you should be rewarded for your efforts.
On the other hand, I am only appauled by a few things in this world. One of them is ingrown hairs, another is violence towards women.
I am neutral on this one, but I think you should know that your imagery is marvelous.
Submitted by ubetidid (user info) at 2005-07-09 01:24:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I think I might have seen this movie once...
Submitted by Viciousriffs (user info) at 2005-07-09 01:19:56 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I would have entitled this Opaline.
Submitted by Lisa (user info) at 2005-07-09 00:38:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
No Comment
Submitted by awj002 (user info) at 2005-07-09 00:30:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
a good scene
Submitted by DyingBreed (user info) at 2005-07-09 00:17:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
can we make love?