The world is a place of mystery, deadly, cunning, scattered with different types of people if I say so myself, mysteries too but what could be the origin of thee mysteries if I may ask? Considering the average man see the world as a folktale with different lessons along the way or a legend as he is the main character. Oh? Does it make sense I keep talking like this? Of course, it does: lately the landscape has changed everything is in disarray but it is interesting to see I love the suspense too after that's what makes everything come together now then who will be the first to take the doze of cyanide.
The winds sway calmly outside but the tension inside can be said to be a different story on its own. Tension rising, voices rising, temper moving up and down like a wave looking for a landing space.
CRYSTAL: You left me when I needed you (with tears in her eyes) I NEEDED YOU!!! I REALLY NEEDED YOU!!!! I was at my lowest, I was down and out and I called you not once not twice (picking her phone and scrolling through) 10 times Adam, 10 goddamn times look (pushing the phone in his face , taking it away she moved back and turned away giving him her back) for a week you were nowhere to be seen no calls, no messages no legitimate explanation what the hell did you want me to do because I cried I prayed I called I called but then I couldn't reach you (turns to face him) where were you Adam?
ADAM: WHAT DO YOU WANT!!! (lowering his head out of shame for giving the wrong reaction at the worst time possible) what do you want? (lowering his voice, walking towards her gently putting his hand on her face) I'm sorry I reacted that way forgive me but I keep saying it wasn't my fault I had somethings to handle and I came only to find out you lost your mom and I'm really sorry about that but what more do you want me to do Crystal? (looking into her eyes) Why don't you understand I couldn't be with you at that moment I struggled I really did trust me when I tell you.
CRYSTAL: then tell me (looking at him with tears in her eyes) this can only be solved when you tell where you went to
ADAM: I'm sorry Crystal but I can't tell you where I was because I …
Cutting him short and slapping his hand off her face
CRYSTAL: I don't think I wanna listen anymore because clearly, I see you didn't want to be with me (waving her tears off her face) more than anything you would give another explanation that I won't understand and I think I'm fed-up with all this (arranging her clothes) Adam?
Adam looking at her with an intensity so great almost predicting what would come out of her lips, pleading in his heart not to be the words he is thinking because NO he doesn't want to think about, all he wants is this bad dream to come to an end with her in his arms and nothing more cuddling and her tears rolling down his chest and he telling her everything is okay but …
CRYSTAL: Adam? Goodbye its over between us have a nice life
Saying these words, she walked past a shocked Adam who couldn't speak but stand with his head with words failing him and his feet weak as beat up as a player returning from the field. Crystal leaving Adam in his lonely state, shocked at what happened couldn't hold it in and his dam broke and tears began to flow down his eyes which were still wide open
ADAM: (saying under his voice) how did come down to this? Why didn't I put up a fight? I thought we had something special (falling to his knees) how this could happen to us not us anyone but us not us, I see I know the answer to these questions but don't I trust her enough to tell her the truth (grabbing his face with more tears pouring out) but I don't want to bring her into this I want my Crystal
Crystal far away from the house of her now ex-lover stops and turns back looking back at the road at which she came and far from where she had just left the former love her life, she couldn't help but let out another flow of tears roll down her face, turning round to continue moving to her supposed definition was greeted by a site as strange as anything she had ever seen, a huge man dressed in black about 6'4, his face filled with scars as that of a tree being struggled to be brought down, black lips and from the look of his appearance he didn't look like someone who's lifestyle was void as the marks on his face. Looking at her carefully he smiled slyly
STRANGER: well well (his voiced cracked and tiny with evidence of constant drug use) if it isn't the one Mrs. Adam King (licking his lips) I'm gonna enjoy playing with Adam.
Before Crystal could react, she could feel her senses dulling little by little, her legs getting weaker, her eyes closing on its own as if her body was being forced to sleep without her consent it didn't take long for her to notice something foreign was hitting her senses and it wasn't her but it was too late and only thing she could say before he eyes closed and her body shut down in a tiny, weak voice as if whispering Adam.