wednesday

catefrances

whats wrong with you, he says.

she turns on him and with the venom of a viper she spits, what the fuck is wrong with you?

he doesnt understand or he chooses not to. she doesnt know and it doesnt matter to her anymore. he cant give her what she needs and she no longer cares enough to give herself to him. he strikes her and she stands tall in front of him laughing in his face.

youre pathetic, you know that?

he strikes her again. she steps toward him, taking his face in her hand. she kisses his lips, leaving her blood on him mouth. she givers him one last smile and walks out. she can hear him calling her name but all she can do is smile and keep walking.

catefrances

whats wrong with you, he says.

she turns on him and with the venom of a viper she spits, what the fuck is wrong with you?

he doesnt understand or he chooses not to. she doesnt know and it doesnt matter to her anymore. he cant give her what she needs and she no longer cares enough to give herself to him. he strikes her and she stands tall in front of him laughing in his face.

youre pathetic, you know that?

he strikes her again. she steps toward him, taking his face in her hand. she kisses his lips, leaving her blood on him mouth. she givers him one last smile and walks out. she can hear him calling her name but all she can do is smile and keep walking.

chadwick

let's whip his ?
or i can alone..

good writing cate-ster
thank you thank you

catefrances

he caught up to her as she reached the screen door. his hand tight around her arm.

i thought you were gonna let me walk this time

fat chance bitch

she turned her body into his as he reached past her to closed the door.

weve got some unfinished business

oh yeah, you looked like you were finished to me

always with the smart mouth. dont you ever learn?

oh please ive learnt enough to know you love it. and that it gets you off

[/I] must be your delivery babe[/I]

she smiled.

yeah im pretty sure its more than that.

she felt his hand slide up her leg.

dont you ever wear knickers?

what would be the point

such a dirty little bitch, he said almost to himself.

she learnt that when he talks like this, as if shes not there, its time. she takes his hand and guides it closer. with lightning speed his mood changes and he pulls away from her.

ill tell you when im ready for you.

he leaves her standing and disappears into the belly of the house.

catefrances

he caught up to her as she reached the screen door. his hand tight around her arm.

i thought you were gonna let me walk this time

fat chance bitch

she turned her body into his as he reached past her to closed the door.

weve got some unfinished business

oh yeah, you looked like you were finished to me

always with the smart mouth. dont you ever learn?

oh please ive learnt enough to know you love it. and that it gets you off

must be your delivery babe

she smiled.

yeah im pretty sure its more than that.

she felt his hand slide up her leg.

dont you ever wear knickers?

what would be the point

such a dirty little bitch, he says, almost to himself.

she learnt that when he talks like this, as if shes not there, its time. she takes his hand and guides it closer. with lightning speed his mood changes and he pulls away from her.

ill tell you when im ready for you.

he leaves her standing and disappears into the belly of the house.

catefrances

she sighs and realises that anything she what from him is not gonna happen. not today anyway. she thinks that perhaps shell never get what it is that she is after. but then she thinks that perhaps he gives her exactly what it is she desires. she picks her bag up from the floor where she dropped it and saunters out to the street. a cab blows past her and she gives the driver the finger. she is almost at the highway before another came by. it stops when she signals it and it is a relief to her to relax in its air conditioning. her dress rides up high on her thighs and she doesnt make any attempt at modesty. seh closes her eyes and it is sometime before she realises the driver is speaking to her. his think turkish accent has her concentrating on his words more than she normally would. she can sees his eyes reflected in the rear view mirror and it is a look she recognises. he asks for an address and she gives him directions to a motel 6. she asks him where hes from. he mentions a town near cannakale and she smiles. she hes no idea where that is and can only assume it is somewhere in turkey because he mentions he is turkish. when they are in sight of the motel she asks him to stop at the liquor store. he obliges and when she asks if she can get him something, he shakes his head and she smiles cause she knows the answer to her question cant be found on the shelves of a shop that sells alcohol. she knows he is watching her and as she climbs out of the cab she makes sure her arse shows just a little.

ill be right back, she says with a slight smile.

catefrances

it has been a week and shes not heard from him. last night she sat in a bar, her tanned legs poking out from the shortest dress she owned. her legs were crossed and she dangled one of her shoes from th end of her toes, jiggling it to a tune only she could hear. she knew the regulars in this bar. she has been a regular herself for nearly three years. it was where she met him. it was here that they got drunk and yelled at each other. sometimes he hit her and sometimes they fucked up against the brick wall in the alley. but last night she was alone and it felt a little weird at first. after half a dozen drinks and too many repeats of creedence songs, she got off the barstool, gathered herself and walked out into a balmy night. she was bored without him. she made her way home and collapsing onto the always unmade bed, fell asleep... her heels discarded at the bedroom door, her dress hiked up around her hips.