Craze on You

Hi! It is my late post. I ever tried to apply my imagination on my writing. I thought it is funny and made me want to make it more. Actually we can write many things that we want.
Can take from our personal experiences, our observation or our fantasy. And it will be nice if you can give your comments below.

Get Me Back

When we were kids, Andrew took all of my things. He took my toys, my comics and all, with his trick he had always said, “ You don’t need this anymore, do you? That’s mine now.”Andrew  was my mom’s favorite. Everybody knew it. When we grew up, the objects of his desire changed and his methods matured. But the outcome was the same. Andrew took every important thing in my life.

I thought Natalie would be the one thing I had that he never took. She had always ignored his flattery. Treated him with disdain. Pushed me to stand up to his bullying.But Andrew always got what he wanted and he always wanted what I had. And now he had Natalie.I was thinking of our earlier conversation when we had just finished lovemaking. She laid next to me in the bed and started to confess her sins,“ Antony, I slept with Andrew,” she had said without  matter-of-guilty. “When?” I asked. I realized that ‘when’ was the least important question.

 I needed to know why? Why did she choose Andrew, my brother. Why after we passed our whole days all these years? why?With her droopy eyes she teased me again, “ Last week when you were in duty . Antony, I’m so sorry.” Everything was over, It felt like a doomsday for me; however, all memories of my previous girlfriends appeared instead. Andrew and Diana. Andrew and Samantha. Andrew and  Sarah. Andrew and everyone. He had slept with all of them. It made me mad. I didn’t care with them now. I lost contact with her for many weeks. She tried to apologize and talk to me. I could forgive her; however I had closed my heart for her.

In the early morning, she came to me and pushed me broke all my wrath off. She stamped up to the drawer and took a large bread knife and held it to her throat. While she screamed, “That’s  really hurt.” She added, “ I ‘m ready to die if  you shout me out again!”

“ It doesn’t have to; find someone who is right for you.”

“ But that’s you! You have to realize that by now!”

“ But all I’ve done is reject you and if I’m not mistaken you have betrayed me.”

“ Fine, I’ll finish it all”

“ What are you doing?”
“ If you don’t come back to me by the time I count to ten, I’ll dampen this floor  with my blood.”

“ Honesty, “ replied me stepping toward her. She held the knife closer. Blood trickled from a slight cut. “ Put the knife back!”

“ One!” she screamed.

“ Don’t make me beg!”
“ Two!”

“ This won’t change anything!”
“ Three! I’m only want to be with you!”

“Natalie, okay, I’ll admit it; I feel so lonely and hurt as long as these time.”

“ Five! Please say that you need me too!”

“ I can’t!”

“ Six!”

“ Please, stop! It ‘ll only ruin us!”

“Seven!”

“ This is insane! Take a breath and calm down!”

“ Eight!”

“ Oh my God, Natalie!”

“ Nine!”

“Oh my god, Natalie! OK, you win! I’ll back to you and for the rest of my life if I have to!’

“ Good,” while returning the knife to the drawer she tried to grab me around my waist. She smiled free as we promised to spend our  life together and ever without any treachery. 

From this story we know that sometimes someone will ready to take a serious risk to defend their love. So if someone trust you, keep it well and no one will hurt.