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 Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 7:46 pm
Characters:
Anya - Main person
Peter - Her Boyfriend
Tina - Her work colege
The Pair - Dom and Sub
New World Door Guard
Her Master
Chapter 1 - Empty feeling:
- Waking up in bed
- Feeling empty & unstaisfied
- Taking a shower and thinking
- Preparing brekfest, feeling lonley
- Heading to work, hate this empty feeling
Chapter 2 - Long talk
- Last houer at work
- leaving work together
- Bar Stop
- What needs to be said
- Getting late
Chapter 3 - Cant look away:
- Cant Look away
- Scandalus
- Happy face
Chapter 4 - New World:
- At home reading
- Trying it out
- Inexperienced. Want more
- New World
- Come on in
Epilouge
- On the stage
- Yes Master
- Her Happy Face
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 8:13 pm
Chapter 1 - Empty feeling:
- Waking up in bed
- Feeling empty & unstaisfied
- Taking a shower and thinking
- Preparing brekfest, feeling lonley
- Heading to work, hate this empty feeling
Chapter 1:
Empty Feeling
It was early morning around 6am when an alarmclock could be heard beeping. It was time for someone to get up.. Anya strugled back and forth before finaly trying to rub the sleep out of her eyes then turned herself towards her nightshelf and reached for the alarm clock. She tried to push the bottom a few times before leaning closer and pressing it down. She gave a sight as she slowly moved her long blond hair out of her face and leaned back on into the bed looking up at the celeing for a few moments then closing her eyes. It had been yet an other of those long nights again. She and Peter had been up all night together and in one of their now rare moments in bed. It had been like this for a while now, longer and longer between each time. She hadent told anyone but her relationship seamed strange now. She no longer felt that joyfull feeling of bliss when she was together with Peter and he had certantly stoped satisfing her in bed. She felt so empty each night, no longer being able to find joy in her own home. She had moved in with Peter a little over a year ago. It had been so different back then. They could laugh and spend all day together before snugling together into bed. She had given up her virginity to him, it had hurt at first but she slowly started to enjoy it. But now she felt unsatisfied and she knew it. But things wherent different from before, he had reached his limit just as fast before. But she suspected it might be that she now having gained some experience in bed was the reason. It just wasent enough for anymore. She looked over at him stil sleeping. The alarmclock never woke him. And if it wasent for her he wouldent even get brekfest before running off to work. He had once been her joy in life. Doing his best to make her smile. And he had managed, but not anymore. He spendt more time out then in the house. And she had begun to suspect that there where other reasons then just sosial activities with his friends. Since they had stoped comming over a month ago. It made her tremble. She leaned back up and put her feet down to the floor walking over to the wardrobe and getting out her morning robe. She looked over at Peter one last time before walking out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, hoping she would be able to wash of this ugly feeling inside.
When Anya walked into the bathroom she started thinking. Why was Peter treating her like this. Why had he changed from who he used to be ? She dreaded the feeling. Her friends dident make it easyer either. Tina her closest friend belived Peter and Anya would get married soon, she talked about Peter asking how Anya would respond to it. And being who she is Tina said go for it and had started pushing on Anya ever since. She felt tears running down her chin, she felt so awfull. This wasent the joyfull life she belived it to be, was it her fault ? Had she done something to push him away and make him this distant ? She no longer felt loved. And she wouldent know what to do if Peter actualy asked her to marry him. She dident think she would be able to refuse. Not with all the outside pressure, but she dident want this. She dident know anyone who would be able to help her escape this.. this.. hell either. Using her hand she wiped her tears and steped into the showever. Turning the nob then feeling the cold water flow over her, hoping that it would wash all away. Standing in the showever she leaned towards the wall and started hitting it lightly while crying. She was in pain, but not the physical kind. She felt so lonly, so empty. She wanted more then this, she wanted to feel happy again. She wanted to feel loved. Taking the soap she started rubing it in over her body, not really noticing but rubing hard trying to wash away the filth of her life. When she realised her feelings wasent any better she threw the soap to the floor. Before droping down putting her hands over her face, the water stil running and flowing onto Anya's hair. And while she was crying a voice came from the bedroom "Can you hurry up ? Im going to get late for work" She wiped her tears again before repliing hoping her voice wouldent betray her "I will be right there." She then slowly got up and turned off the showever and walked over to the mirror. Looking into her own green eyes to make sure that her face would not tell what had just happend. But inside se wept. Wept for her empty feeling.
That morning while she was preparing brekfest she wasent feeling good at all. She felt Peter felt indifferent to her. That she was just there to prepare everything for her. She felt that she had even gotten confirmation of that during the brekfest. Peter had as usual been slow to get out of bed, Anya was forced to rip of the sheets before he got up. And then he just went said nothing, not even giving her a kiss on the check before leaving for his work. She sat down crying after he went outside. She felt so lonley. This wasent the relationship she wanted when she got together with him 2 years ago. She wanted to return to those blissfull days. How could anyone truely be happy living sutch a life ? She dident know. But she did not have time to wonder about it either. She was getting late for work. She left the house that was her home. But a house that she did not feel at home in.
On the busstop Tina was waiting as usual. Anya walked the 40 Paces to her and tried to put on a smile. Smiling around Tina was sometimes hard, Tina was the energic type. Always jumping from one guy to the next and not being able to really get serius with anyone. But right now, she wish she wouldent hafto listen "Your so lucky Anya you know that ? I cant even begin to dream to find a guy i can be with. Not like you and Peter anyway. Your made for each other, im so jealous" Inside Anya almost shattered. While Peter was a nice person he never really offered her anything. And latly he seamed so distant, she felt like wanting to cry. This empty feeling eating her up inside.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 7:51 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 7:56 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:00 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:38 am
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