What I Was Feeling - The Yellow Car

What I Was Feeling – The Yellow Car
George has been acting so strange lately. He’s checking in on me every five seconds, he won’t leave my side, and the questions are endless from him. I’m starting to think he knows about my affair because he’s acting really suspicious. Until he confronts me, I’m not confessing anything. I was walking upstairs from the auto shop daydreaming about Tom when George grabs me tightly by my arm and locks me in our bedroom. I’ve been up here for days arguing through the walls and screaming out the window, but no one seems to care. I spent most of my days thinking about Tom and realizing we will never be together again. I had lost all hope. All the fame, money, and power I would have had with the love of my life slipped right out of my hands. I knew Tom wondered why I haven’t contacted him in so long, he must have been worried sick. Days later George finally came to the bedroom to talk face to face and I was so relieved until he started abusing me. At that moment I wanted to be locked in the bedroom by myself again where I could be at peace. Until I saw that yellow car, Tom’s yellow car. I knew it. I knew he would come around. He was saving me from my misery, my knight in shining armor, Tom Buchanan. I ran out to the car at full speed, my heart was racing, and my eyes were crying tears of joy, my love came to rescue me. This moment felt just like the movies, it even felt like I was going in slow motion. I couldn’t wait to run into his arms, but the car didn’t stop. The car swerved over to the left but then kept going straight at me in full force. I felt my body collapse as I was gasping for air, this couldn’t be my Tom. I was trying with every strength inside of me to keep holding on, but I couldn’t. Right before I close my eyes, I see a scared look on the driver’s face, a girl with bright blonde hair. Instantly I was unconscious, and I knew my life was over. 

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