Fight Back Now

She leans back happy with her handling of you. You leap out of the chair and land on the floor. Your legs not as sturdy as you thought as you try to run from her. But more like a fish flopping and a river bank at this point.

“Still trying to deny out love then” her voice disappointed. You look back at her expecting her to be standing over you, ready to pounce if you move. But she is still at the chair.

“I can not make you love me, as much as I have shown you, I can not.”

Her voice quivering a little as if trying to hold back hurt, you know that quiver, it was on your lips several times as the maids at the pub ridiculed you after your attempts to engage them.

You stand up as does she, ready for her to attack you.

“If you still feel you must leave..” she hesitated with the rest of her sentence as you step backwards towards the door. You manage to reach the door and open it after fumbling with the open the door and step backwards into the cold night air.

Her head slumps and her wings sag down as if weighted by bags of sand.

You step out into the air. And walk onto the porch, your out of the house. You go to take a step and realize your naked, and you don’t remember where your clothing and sword are. You stand there as you hear her sob quietly.