Over the limit

The color of pain

    "one, two, three, and repeat," lapis mumbles as she moves her body with pure strategy. She focuses on a spot in front of her and does her best not to move them. The sound of a door opening behiend her makes her turn her head and she frowns a bit.

    Her father walks in his eyes cold and his cheeks flushed. 'great' lapis thinks before getting off her toes and turning completly to her father. Her eyes become thin and she pulls her lips into a line. Her chocolatey skin shining due to a layer of sweat that huggs her skin.

    "you have been drinking," she says her voice thick with annoyance. She had a hard time being nice with him. He was the reason she pushed everything away to make sure she was perfect at dance. Her father looks at her and makes a low noise coming from his throat. He was definatly intoxicated.

    Annoyed lapis then walked over to him and gripped his elbow in her hand. She pulled him through the house. She was practicing in the living room. She led him through a thin hallway that smelled of wood. She then pushes a worn door and waits for her father to walk in. "what if jason were to see you?" she ask her voice a hiss. "then he would see," he father responded.

    Lapis then shakes her head disgusted and closes his door. She then walks back through the hallway and to where she once practiced. "i need to get this right," she hisses to herself.

    As she streatches a sharp pain shoots though her tierd muscles but she keeps pushing...This is what she is used to, pushing herself until she cant stand.