He sat loosely in the chair as he stared in her direction. Her eyes were cold and soft and all she could do was wonder where he went wrong. He stayed quiet and let out a breath of reassurance, but he stayed confused just as she did. She slid her heels softly across the tile floor as she rose to a stand. He continued to stare as he kept still. She paced herself across the room as gently as she could. The man looked away as his heart started to race, he began to sweat and discreetly lost control of his breathing. The closer she came the harder it was to breath. The woman the places her hand on his shoulder and looks down at him. He keeps his eyes set across the room, trying his hardest not too meet hers. What was he scared of?
He was scared of the way she made him feel, he was scared of what she thought of him. It was written behind her eyes and he could escape it. He couldn't escape her beating heart, as it rang loudly in his ears. He felt like he was running as fast as he could but was stationary. He felt his skin crawl as she looked down at him. His heart skipped and he got light headed. He figured she could smell the fear, so he did his best to hold still. The air was so choked up he nearly passed out.
The woman on the other had dug her nails into his shoulder, as all her animosity boiled inside of her core. The animosity wasn't from him, it was from the world, and it weight heavily on her heart. All she could do was reflect on her experiences as she dug her nails deeper and deeper. Leaving the man in a state of shock with tears starting to roll down his face. His worst nightmare has been realized and it scared the life out of him. Every time he tried to run he found himself paralyzed under the weight of her hand and his consciousness, his thoughts raced and he started to sweat. Her nails were so deep in his arm its like he could feel her nails breaking the fabric of his shirt and his skin.
She continued thinking about the hurt she felt and she refused to let go under any circumstances. However the more she thought the more she got aggressive and craved to hurt the man. Her hand swiftly went from his shoulder to his neck. The man cried out in silence, letting it happen. As long as he didn't meet her gaze. He did his best to pull away but she tugged him back, all she wanted was his attention. She pulled him closer and closer and his resistance became stronger but he faltered. He turned his head and shifted in his seat. She let go when she realized he was cooperating, he took a deep breath as he turned to look deep in her eyes.
His worst fear has been realized, her cold blue eyes burned deep into his soul. His heart raced and he started to sweat. She stood there staring him down, with and intensity like the suns rays. He was paralyzed, he tried hard to catch his breath but it failed. Everything was tight but he couldn't look away. All the hate and animosity she had built up against him she projected it. Causing his chest to seize up leading him to his death. Later it would be stated that the man had died from experiencing every ounce of hurt he had put the woman through. The pain was to great and he couldn't handle it for the life of him. The woman then moved on to another man who met the same fate and so the cycle began.
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