Draft 01

The deathly silence after i slapped Otis was more then enough to make me uncomfortable. But the look on was worse, and if it weren't for my rage then I would be running for the hills. But the pure rage running through my veins kept my feet firmly planted in place. My old diary clenched firmly in my hand feeling like pure lava burning as hot as the fire in his eyes, a rage so powerful it would knock me on my add if I saw it two years ago. But his rage doesn't scare me but mine does scare him to the point he goes to defence for once.

"Baby what's wrong? What's got you so mad? Honey, pley talk to me... Oh... please sit down my love your shaking" his voice dripped with bullshit kindness I would have fallen for in another live, but not in this one, not any more, not again.

"Cut the bullshit Otis what the hell is this huh!? What fucking lie are you goings to say to lie this off?" Minutes ago I told myself I would be the calm one and Otis would be the anger one, but now the roles are swapped. "How about this," I was going to a bookmarked area to reading the highlighted parts "let's see ah yes here we go, 'Otis said I was seeing things when I saw Eric clear as day outside the patio window covered in blood. I still can't get out the words he wrote in blood on the window, out of my head. The words that started this whole thing. He's the real monster and at first I didn't know what they meant but now I know he was trying to say that Otis was the monster....' so how will you play this off Otis? Will you blame it on the drugs you make me take everyday that keep me to dizzy and dazed to fight back and question your lies?" I was still yelling and tears were threatening to spill over and show but I wasn't going to shed a single tear from anger or sadness ever come from my eye for him. he took far to many from me already, too many.

"Sweetheart please calm yourself for the baby's sake. You always wanted one didn't you or was that another thing Eric told you to use about me?" He asked his cutting like a knife. If he wanted to play that way then he would be getting a war instead of a cat fight.

"Was my love of dancing something you learned from my mother? Did my dad give you a guide you have in your study that have been helping you too deal with me?" I asked with most likely have the most evil smirk on my face, he's ever seen before. The silence followed was all I needed but the small part of me still loved him before all this started before the lying and multiplying, was deeply hurt by his silence guess I thought he wasn't a real monster hunting me down in the real world and in my dreams.

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