Okay so this story just popped up in my head and I felt like I had to write it. So please leave comments on what you think.
“LIGHTS!” The night guard yelled down the hall. I turned to face the wall, wishing I could see her again. I‘m almost out of this hell hole, and as soon as I get out I will find her. She’s mine and if I find out someone else touched her, I will kill them. I stared at the blank, grey wall picturing her smiling face next to mine. Her bright, green eyes, her long, brown hair, her little, red, lips, and who can forget, her perfect body. I wish she was here right now. I wish I had made her mine when I had the chance, but her stupid ass brother had to ruin everything. Now look where I am, just because I wanted to show her how much I love her. I promised myself as soon as I get out of here i will make her mine. I smiled to myself at the thought of her being mine, forever. I pictured our kids as beautiful as she was, our kids running around in our backyard, as we sit watching them play.
“Only two more days. Only two more days. Only two more days.” I whispered to myself. Two more days till I get to see her. I know exactly where she’s at. My buddy told me she hasn’t moved. I smiled at how happy she will be to see me. I drifted off to sleep smiling. Only two more days.
I started jogging down the track waiting for the pain to come. I ran faster and faster, waiting to feel the pain in my legs. I kept running till I felt my leg muscles start to tighten up, that’s when I pushed myself harder, to go faster. The faster I went the more my mind cleared up. I was almost done with my first lap so I ran even faster.
“Jess what the hell I tell you.” A deep voice called. I didn’t turn around I just kept running faster. I hear someone's footsteps behind me. They came closer and closer till felt some one tug on my hand hard. I went flying backwards; I braced myself for the impact of the fall. I landed in someone's warm arms instead. I looked up to see Zeke staring daggers at me. His dark, blue eyes staring hard at me. “How many times do I have to tell you not to run like that? I swear you’re going to kill yourself from running so much!” He yelled at me as he helped me to my stand up straight.
“Calm down! You sound like my mother!” I yelled back at him. Every week it’s the same argument. Zeke hates when I push myself to run. He always seems to know when I’m running! I try changing my running schedule so he won’t see me, but every single time he’s at the track. I swear he’s like a friggin stalker sometimes!
He was still glaring at me. I stared at him back, hoping he’ll back down. “I swear if I see you running like that again I’m kicking you out for a week. Do you understand me?” Zeke said in a serious tone.
“I don’t care I’ll just go run somewhere else where you can’t find me.” I said staring at him. He turned around walking away like an angry five year old. I watched him as he left. I watched his shaggy brown curly hair bounce a little as he walked. I must admit he looked hot when he was angry, and it’s funny at the same time. He gets so worked up over silly reasons. Like one time I was going to go cliff diving, but he stopped me before even jumped. I don’t understand why he always has to “protect” me. He’s more of a buzz kill if you ask me. I turned my back to him and started torun again. Zeke sat in the bleachers and watched me. I felt his eyes on me as I ran faster.
“Slow down Jess.” He yelled. I flipped him off and kept running.
After my fifth lap I stopped and walked towards Zeke. He held my water out for me; I snatched it out of his hands and gave him an evil glare. The whole time I was running he kept yelling at me. It was very annoying.
“Zeke what is your problem! Can’t you just leave me alone.” I yelled at him.
“No I can’t because I have to make sure you don’t kill yourself running like that!” he yelled back at me.
“Why would you care if I did? It’s not like you’re my boyfriend. You blew your chance at that!” I yelled pushing him away from me.