The deepDon't underestimate the things that I will do.The deep7 months ago in Scraps More Like This
I don't even remember what I was screaming. The sound of my jarring voice just filled every corner of our weary apartment.
The expensive cream jug whined through the kitchen and was softly broken against the old wall. The threats were flying and I heard a sick laugh erupt from me. I easily removed the ring from my left hand and threw it in his direction. And my awful aim surprised even myself seeing as I hit him. And in the midst of all chaos I found myself wishing he became blind.
Despite the comic scene of him clutching his right eye, the sight of him approaching me was still somewhat intimidating. But I was high on fury and boldness and only found it all so very ironic.
I was taken aback by the cry in my own voice, taken down from my bold high and back on the ground. I swallowed hard, trying to swallow down the sudden fear and frustration and fatigue. I still met his glare with pride a