Vomit Kiss Final (i know i shift tense's alot its how i write)
Its amazing that humans can be drunk enough to forget everything but still remember how to punch, kick and strangle.
I still remember that night
He didnt even hesitate. No glimer of mercy, but signs of control.
Legs strewn around a hunched lifeless body. As it limpy sinks into the cold titled wall. Pain has sent her body into a stage of comatose. Non responsive but the physical pain pulsates in her head.
She swallows hard, as the swelling beings. Throat muscles tighten, her tongue searches around in the dark of her mouth to find the biter taste of salty blood.Her body jerks as she beings to wretch. Her quiet noises of her desolation are suspended in the air.Her body surges forward, her hands are quick to steady her, from cracking into the floor.
Vomit begins to waterfall out of her lips,cascading to the floor. As it falls it catches in her hair. Eyes widen, tears trickle down her cheecks as she begins gasping for air. Her arms quivering, straining under her weight. The sick oozes along the floor and sits in stagnent pooles around her body as it absorbs into her clothing the smell fills the room. The acid smoulders in the back of her throat as she embarks on a mental and physical panic.
Exhaustion takes hold.
Her arms crumble.The world she once knew implodes as her head smashes into the floor.
He didnt hesitate in leaving her. With the bruises and the finger marks. He was drunk enough to forget about the memories. Not enough to forget how to punch.
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