summer breeze

                                    

                                          
The soft breeze that emerged that day came sweeping through once more; blowing her hair off of her shoulders and making her rub her arms.
                          
His face was still hot, his mind congested and all he could seem to do was tug at his beard. Neither of them knew just how long they had been standing in the grass, the smell of the outside world had already seeped into their clothing now.
                          
He stuttered on whatever he tried to say, but shook his head in defeat. She sniffled once more, feeling strange and weak suddenly as a few more tears crept from her eyes.
                          
"Elizabeth, why would...why would you do this?"
                          
"It was my choice to make, and I made it,"
                          
"You made it for you. Did you think about anyone else?" he squinted his eyes at her as he stepped slightly closer to her.
                          
"Who else was I supposed to think about huh?" she tried to bring her voice lower. "No one else knows about this, and no one will,"
                          
"Who else??" he chuckled. "Oh I don't know, the man that would be the father, the actual baby itself. How could you be so selfish Elizabeth?" His words were plainly laced with disgust and the instant she heard it she inched backwards.
                          
"Selfish? That's really what you're gonna say? I'm the selfish one here?"
                          
"What else would you call it?" His hands were clenching and releasing which made her nervous. She knew he wouldn't hurt her, at least she thought he wouldn't, she didn't know anything at this point.
                          
"Paul McCartney aren't you the one who destroyed your marriage because you couldn't keep your hands off a nineteen year old? Aren't you the one that got that said nineteen year old in the situation she should have never faced?! And yet I'm the selfish one, right?"
                          
He didn't want to look at her; he felt what was basically a slap in the face from the unsympathetic tone in her voice. 
                          
"What do you mean you couldn't face it? You're a young lady! You're responsible for what happens to you!"
                          
She could hardly believe what she was hearing. She felt like she was out of her own body, standing beside this dummy that was she, watching this all unfold. He didn't know why he was suddenly this overly angry ogre of a man.
                          
"You're the one that made me take responsibility for this!" she began to yell.
                          
"I should've never done this," she rubbed at her face as she mumbled. "I just-"
                          
"Elizabeth you wanted this just as much as me! You cannot say I was the only one in this! You were up for it as much as I was," he felt his heartbeat in his ears and tried to breathe to calm himself down. He watched as a few tears still fell from her eyes and her chest was moving at a rapid speed.
                          
The sound of his voice was becoming muffled in her ears and she couldn't tell why her eyesight was suddenly blurry, she didn't think she was crying that much. She felt the sensation of her knees buckling and eventually giving out to the weight of her body. Darkness and pure silence consumed her, but in the deepest part of her mind she found peace with it as the man beside her felt no peace whatsoever. He stood in distress and disbelief as her hair wilted upon and tangled up with the grass beneath her, her small hands and feet dangling loosely as her body lay motionless in the sunlight. It took a few tries before any sound came out of his mouth that signaled for help, but he landed on his knees beside her head in no time, his hands frantically picking up her neck to hold her head in his hands. His words did no justice and the terrified tears that fell from his eyes and into her hair did nothing to help. 
                          
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yikety yike. but we're back in business boys! i miss u pals and gals.
                          
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