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Headlights On Dark Roads – (Chapter: Making Memories Memorable)
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I didn’t even have time to register her staring me down through the eye-hole before the door suddenly opens in a swift movement.
And there she is, standing in front of me, wearing way too little clothing and a devastated look on her face. A shattered look that seems to be more surprised to see me on these steps than by this scarred face of mine.
“Spencer..” she heavily breathes out.
And I can’t do anything else but foolishly enough try to give her the smallest of waves with my functioning right hand and smile
way too awkwardly for my own good. A smile being narrowed down by the dried blood that has placed itself like glue on my unmoving face.
“Can you move? Or, I mean..” She sighs to herself and quickly shakes her head like she’s trying to shake off a weariness that was coming and maybe, just maybe, to wake herself from this unreal situation.
“Of course you can move, you came here, but, I mean, does it hurt? Well, of course it hurts, I mean, just.. come in. Can you come in?”
I think that’s what she said. I hope that’s what she said.
Sluggishly I nod, mainly to give her some kind of response to her question but also to avoid aggravating the whirlwind inside my head.
She opens the door a little bit more and steps back to give my ravaged body a bit more room to work with and with slow steps I pull myself into the warmth that I missed every second of while standing outside it.
I didn’t even register her closing the door or how she managed to get my coat and my shoes off but I’m sitting on the end of her bed while she’s going through drawer by drawer, trying to find a first aid kit that she said she had lying around here somewhere.
And while I wait, I try with the few senses that are still functioning in this state that I’m in, to take in as much as I can from this room. A room that’s so unbelievably foreign to me. A room I’ve never actually been in before. That I’ve only catched a glimpse of when passing her slightly open door on my way to Danny’s. A room that’s been hiding more than I ever could imagine.
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ohh wow i thought it was ash who went to spencers well i feel retarted…my god my brain cant conpuit…but i love it
I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS
this brought you into a world of pain and suffering but opens a window to hope and light with each touch and smell from ashley’s room, pms
I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!
You are truly a fantastic writer, this story really sucks me in, can’t wait for the next chapter.
u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.
ohh wow i thought it was ash who went to spencers well i feel retarted…my god my brain cant conpuit…but i love it
I have never experienced a story that has quite literally immersed my imagination deep into the very soul of the main character. Every expressive word, every thought provoking brushstroke drew a picture on the canvas of my minds eye and even now I’m unable to escape its terrifying yet beautiful images. From Glen’s physical abuse to Ashley’s gentle healing hands Spencer has found solitude in the midst of a raging storm in the arms of the woman she loves. Brilliantly written! You have a gift…thanks for sharing. PMS
this brought you into a world of pain and suffering but opens a window to hope and light with each touch and smell from ashley’s room, pms
I was wondering where this one went to. Glad you decided to update it. I’m really curious to find out more about Spencer’s living situation. Like what’s going on with her parents and how Glen is able to get away with treating her like this. I’m also very curious as to how Spencer and Ashley’s relationship is going to develop. This whole chapter was very well written. Without a doubt you have talent! I hope you keep this one going. I’d love to read more of this!!
You are truly a fantastic writer, this story really sucks me in, can’t wait for the next chapter.
u’ve truly touched me with this story. what a great chapter this was, please don’t leave it. I can honestly say that right know ur the main reason why i type the same title (SONonline) every time i log on. please u have to continue this amazing story. thank you for sharing it with us i just hope u continue to do so.