Story: I kissed him back, the painful joy rushing through me again- then somecat threw me to the ground. I screeched, as the claws left long marks along my back. I whipped around, ready to defend him, but I saw no one. I turned back to him, cheek still tingling, when I felt his claws touch my cheek, then slash it open, digging into my soft flesh. I pulled away, but it was too late. I could feel the blood dripping down my cheek and he stepped away, finally satisfied, but something in his eye told me he was already drowning in regret. I ran, to horrified to say a word, paws pounding into the unforgiving rocky earth, until I reached the pool. It had started to rain, as if the heavens too were crying for my loss, the droplets shattering my image in the pool, but still I stared down into it, one shining blue eye filled with tears as it saw the remnants of lost hopes and shattered dreams. The other, however, began to fill with a dark manifestation of the pain as I heard his words echoing in my head: I will not kiss you...
Oh. My. Gosh. This took FOREVER. Two hours just for the lips. But hey, its done. Enjoy. *Update 12/2/16* The dots are raindrops, thank you very much.
