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    Headlights On Dark Roads – (Chapter: Making Memories Memorable)

    Story written on August 18, 2007 by overdose.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.lf.beardesk.com/?p=14971
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    The darkness and the light.

    He forces my frightened stare to meet his with a stranglehold around my neck that only spurs him on even more. That only makes him tighten his grip with those strong fingers that makes me gasp for air that doesn’t live inside this room nor in this house or in this moment. That I never really think ever have existed.

    And I know how he loves seeing me this way. How he loves seeing me bleed down his solid hands.

    “You fucking bitch! Look at you! Your filthy blood all over my shirt.” He says with a mocking sneer upon his lips while he grips even harder. While he’s draining me on everything that is me. “Guess you have some laundry to do now, cunt.”

    I can feel how my back collides with the front door with a slam and how the door handle pushes into the small of my back as he releases my throat and shoves me backwards.

    Forcefully I try to gasp for air which I hate doing in front of him.

    A knee takes off and comes crashing into my stomach as a fist flies to my nose and if I didn’t know better I’d think it just broke. If I didn’t know better I’d think I’d die right here and now while standing on my thin and wobbly legs, feeling the blood stream down my face.

    “You disgust me.” He spitefully says before finishing this one way struggle off with a rough kick to my back that throws me off my legs and makes me fall to the dirty floor, bloodier and emptier than ever before.

    With only one eye open I can see how his footsteps quickly disappear from my peripheral vision as I start to count.

    1,

    2,

    3,

    4,

    5,

    6..

    ***

    I don’t know what time it is. I don’t know how long I’ve been lying here. I don’t know when I stopped counting. I don’t know anything.

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    2. I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS

    4. I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!

    6. u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.

    8. I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS

    10. I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!

    12. u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.

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