AishaElizabeth
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- Oct 12, 2009
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Do you know the phrase 'Be careful what you wish for? '
Well I should have gone with it when I had the chance.
Honestly, who would ever imagine that I would be sitting tied to a chair with bruises and scratches all over my body?
No one. Yes, thats right. No one.
Being in a different country waiting for my freaking prince charming to come rescue me. Not that I need him, after all that I've been through. I've never been the type of Cinderella to to sit and wait for things to happen.
After my mother died I came to the conclusion that time and life shouldn't be wasted no matter what.
My pocket knife finally managed to slip through the last threads of the rope and I slowly and carefully pulled my hands up to my chest to examine them. Just as I thought the purplish, red line that swept around both of my slender wrists hurt like hell.
A sudden crash interrupted my train of thought and I quickened my pace. Within seconds I was released from the chair and was running in the opposite direction of the crash and the shouts of my captures.
It was then that I heard his voice.
“ Come on Nicholas. Aren't you tired of this pathetic game? You know that, that girl means absolutely nothing to me. Kill her if you like, but leave me out of it.”
My eye brows narrowed. The bastard! After everything we had been through he still chose to throw me under the bus at every opportunity that he got.
Yet no matter how strongly I felt about the situation I was in now, the words that he had just spoken had cracked my heart.
This is the price I paid for falling in love.
I wish I wasn't so
Lovey Dovey.
WELL? WHAT COULD I DO TO MAKE IT BETTER? ADD SUGGUSTIONS IF YOU LIKE.
Thank You!
Ok so make it darker...hmmm.. ok
Yep I am planning on posting it on Wattpad! I'll leave a link to the story when I pick the 5 star answer.
Well I should have gone with it when I had the chance.
Honestly, who would ever imagine that I would be sitting tied to a chair with bruises and scratches all over my body?
No one. Yes, thats right. No one.
Being in a different country waiting for my freaking prince charming to come rescue me. Not that I need him, after all that I've been through. I've never been the type of Cinderella to to sit and wait for things to happen.
After my mother died I came to the conclusion that time and life shouldn't be wasted no matter what.
My pocket knife finally managed to slip through the last threads of the rope and I slowly and carefully pulled my hands up to my chest to examine them. Just as I thought the purplish, red line that swept around both of my slender wrists hurt like hell.
A sudden crash interrupted my train of thought and I quickened my pace. Within seconds I was released from the chair and was running in the opposite direction of the crash and the shouts of my captures.
It was then that I heard his voice.
“ Come on Nicholas. Aren't you tired of this pathetic game? You know that, that girl means absolutely nothing to me. Kill her if you like, but leave me out of it.”
My eye brows narrowed. The bastard! After everything we had been through he still chose to throw me under the bus at every opportunity that he got.
Yet no matter how strongly I felt about the situation I was in now, the words that he had just spoken had cracked my heart.
This is the price I paid for falling in love.
I wish I wasn't so
Lovey Dovey.
WELL? WHAT COULD I DO TO MAKE IT BETTER? ADD SUGGUSTIONS IF YOU LIKE.
Thank You!
Ok so make it darker...hmmm.. ok
Yep I am planning on posting it on Wattpad! I'll leave a link to the story when I pick the 5 star answer.