vengence

His vicious words whispered she cowers contained within herself unable to look into those eyes the ones that lured her in the ones she drowned in the ones that spew hatred She plays her part perfectly next morning she is merry singing in the bath tub she adopts the infamous attitude I dont give a fuck Your pain my pleasure You cant break me verbally Driven by his increasing fury She seems insensitive Aloof untouchable Phone goes she answers it nonchalantly Carries it to the bathroom locking herself in and him out Fist pound on the door her objective achieved he spits in her face after vomiting and digesting Doritos She suddenly chills he is acutely aware of this clear vision frozen fury vindictive thoughts hour later she emerges hitting the vodka ignoring the others laughing freely hyperactive she gets him alone turns to him with drunken sobriety asking one for the road? she gives him his constant request wordlessly her body flows seamlessly into sexuality her mind blank focusing on her goal as the objective is reached she moves away and falls into a dreamless sleep he sees her soul diminishing unable to see into her the games over weeks later she is unrecognizable open, honest and mysterious Remaining alone she finds herself discovering dashed dreams abandoned ambitions lost loves football shirt hidden in a draw awaiting to be ritually burnt fuel to fire rings in her head giggling at the irony knowing hes in his hell thinking that she is in hers however her hell is actually her heaven looking different sexier, grown up classy, feminine confident, fabulous Her revenge is bubble gum lipstick stained cigarettes and coffee cups professionally perfect