JOsie
07-16-2004, 04:47 AM
...and in that moment i realised i was wrong. I had been wrong the whole time. The swift role reversal had rendered my position in the matter irrelevant. The ball, so to speak, was now in his court.
I opened my hands to show him there was nothing concealed save for the sweat that had suddenly sprung from my pores. He stood up slowly. His eyes never breaking contact with mine. When he was on his feet he slowly paced towards me and with a single blow knocked me to the floor. My head hit the ground first, bouncing off the black and white porcelain tiles and sending an echoing thud reverberating around the room. As i started to regain my senses i heard footsteps around me. Circling. He was pacing around me methodically. Almost like he was planning his next move.
His strides started getting longer and slower. The gap between one foot hitting the floor and the next hitting the same floor 2 feet in front was lengthening. He was sizing up the situation. He was making the most of his next move.
Role reversal
I tried to think what i could possibly do to save myself a kicking here. If i try to get up he could easily catch me. My only choice was to either try talking to him. Or...
I watched his feet walk by my head. And bided my time, hoping that he wouldn't try anything before he had completed another cycle of my prone and defenceless body.
As i waited the tapping of his feet seemed to match the thumping of my heart inside my chest. And as he approached my head again i took my opportunity. i flung my arms around his ankles and pulled as hard as i could.
It worked. He fell backwards into the wall and slid down it slowly. Cursing his love of revenge as he sank on the floor. I sat up and stared at him and he knew. He knew that he should have taken advantage when he had the chance, but his attempt to draw out the whole affair with some torturous theatrics had lost him his chance. As i stared into his eyes he realised that he was wrong. And that he had been wrong the whole time. The swift role reversal had rendered his position in the matter irrelevant.
The ball, so to speak, was now in my court.
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please tell me what you think about it. I know some of the lines aren't perfect but i wanted to see what people thought so far. It's the first thing i've written in a few months that wasn't song lyrics.
I opened my hands to show him there was nothing concealed save for the sweat that had suddenly sprung from my pores. He stood up slowly. His eyes never breaking contact with mine. When he was on his feet he slowly paced towards me and with a single blow knocked me to the floor. My head hit the ground first, bouncing off the black and white porcelain tiles and sending an echoing thud reverberating around the room. As i started to regain my senses i heard footsteps around me. Circling. He was pacing around me methodically. Almost like he was planning his next move.
His strides started getting longer and slower. The gap between one foot hitting the floor and the next hitting the same floor 2 feet in front was lengthening. He was sizing up the situation. He was making the most of his next move.
Role reversal
I tried to think what i could possibly do to save myself a kicking here. If i try to get up he could easily catch me. My only choice was to either try talking to him. Or...
I watched his feet walk by my head. And bided my time, hoping that he wouldn't try anything before he had completed another cycle of my prone and defenceless body.
As i waited the tapping of his feet seemed to match the thumping of my heart inside my chest. And as he approached my head again i took my opportunity. i flung my arms around his ankles and pulled as hard as i could.
It worked. He fell backwards into the wall and slid down it slowly. Cursing his love of revenge as he sank on the floor. I sat up and stared at him and he knew. He knew that he should have taken advantage when he had the chance, but his attempt to draw out the whole affair with some torturous theatrics had lost him his chance. As i stared into his eyes he realised that he was wrong. And that he had been wrong the whole time. The swift role reversal had rendered his position in the matter irrelevant.
The ball, so to speak, was now in my court.
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please tell me what you think about it. I know some of the lines aren't perfect but i wanted to see what people thought so far. It's the first thing i've written in a few months that wasn't song lyrics.