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    Headlights On Dark Roads – (Chapter: Puff, Puff, Pass)

    “Hey, Ash, could you bring back a couple of beers when you go up next time?” Danny shouts through our sugar-coated reality wrapping.

    But the truth is. The truth is that I come here every Sunday just to see her. The girl who just walked down the stairs to the basement and plopped herself down along the sofa in front of the tiny television that’s placed in here. I come here every Sunday just to hear her heavenly laughter penetrate these thin and sensitive eardrums that I hold inside me with her joy.

    I come here every Sunday just to look at her the way she’s looking at me. I come here every Sunday to forget about everything I always have to control, and instead I focus on the things I actually want to keep in check. Like the urge to touch her silky skin in the nape of her neck or touch her loosely brown curls that are now resting on her bare shoulders.

    The girl who knows more about the bruises on my arms and the cuts on my lips than I want her to know. The girl who looks at me with such compassion in her eyes because she’s seen it all.

    The girl who thinks that she can save me from this place with the most intense stares I’ve ever experienced. Who thinks that a heart strong enough can save a way too weak body.

    The girl I love for believing it.
    And who doesn’t have a single clue about it.

    And we both pretend that nothing of this exists. We act like the wounds underneath my long sleeved shirt never happened in the first place and that her chocolate glowing eyes never noticed them.

    We keep pretending that she’s just the youngest sibling in the Davies family and I’m just the girl next door who’s always been the one coming over for dinner every Friday night after being out in the park with Danny.

    I’m the girl next door who, after 19 years, still wonder why we never share anything else then a simple “Hi” when she occasionally gets the door before anyone else makes it while I’m waiting for her brother. Still wonder why we keep pretending that we’ve never said so much more than that when we have so many times before. I’m the girl next door who has showed her more without a sound than what anyone who’s ever spoken to me has managed to see.

    And with a final glance she turns her head and starts to walk away when a distant voice next to me makes way through our talking silence.

    "This time it’s just puff pass for you, Spencyspence. Now hurry, would ya? We’re waiting here." Aiden says as he pulls me back into the feathery waters.

    Into this cloudy world of mine that keeps pulling me in, pulling me down. Down, down, down and across a threshold between what’s real and what’s not. Between beatings and embraces. Between her disappointed eyes and loving eyes.

    I come here every Sunday for her.

    The girl who always leaves when it’s my turn.

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    1. okay so you have to keep going that was an amazing first chapter i don’t know what to say and i loved the ending how spence said she was the girl who always leaves when it’s my turn….god that was great….love it. PMS

    2. okay so you have to keep going that was an amazing first chapter i don’t know what to say and i loved the ending how spence said she was the girl who always leaves when it’s my turn….god that was great….love it. PMS

    3. Wow, what an amazing chapter. I love that last line “The girl who always leaves when it’s my turn.” That one statement says it all. I agree with with dawniekey and jbs10, Ashley feels the same way as Spencer does. Magnificent writing that conjures up pictures in the mind that are not to easily forgotten. PMS

    4. Wow, what an amazing chapter. I love that last line “The girl who always leaves when it’s my turn.” That one statement says it all. I agree with with dawniekey and jbs10, Ashley feels the same way as Spencer does. Magnificent writing that conjures up pictures in the mind that are not to easily forgotten. PMS

    5. i’m feeling it to be really difficult to write good feedback after a post like that. absolutely beautiful writing that stunned me in to a stupor. the last line is so telling, i cant wait to hear more from spencer.

    6. i’m feeling it to be really difficult to write good feedback after a post like that. absolutely beautiful writing that stunned me in to a stupor. the last line is so telling, i cant wait to hear more from spencer.

    7. I have never commented before..but I had to comment on this story because of the amazing writing, I absoulutly loved it and can not wait for another post. You are truly talented

    8. I have never commented before..but I had to comment on this story because of the amazing writing, I absoulutly loved it and can not wait for another post. You are truly talented

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