The Dancer

SCARLETT POV

i slam the door as hard as I can.

I kick my bag across the room as hard as I can.

It slides across the floor and knocks the leg of the table sending a beautiful vase of flowers flying then the china smashing into tiny pieces.

i yank my shoe off and through it at a picture on the wall, I pull the other one off and do the same.

I pull my phone out my pocket and smash it on the floor.

and through all the noise i was making, I failed to hear my little Georgie crying and whimpering in his basket.

I slide down the wall, tears streaming down my face. Georgie crept out his basket and quietly came over and curled up on my lap. I cried and cried until my eyes where to heavy and dry to produce anything else.


NIC P O V

i rushed home as fast as I can. When I reach home there's a massive crowd gathered.

"Oh you better be getting out of here young man." I say menacingly.

He whips round an explanation on his lips.

"Don't Bother." I say putting up my hand I swerve round him and run up to the steps.

I push the door open.

So my living room is trashed.

Water, flowers On the floor And a beautiful vase smashed to smithereens.

A photograph of Scarlett recieving her first award. The photo slightly ripped and the glass cracked.

Thena second photo, of me and her. The glass smashed in that as well.

I go to walk forwards. As she's lying on the floor, mascara stains running down her cheeks. Next to her is a broken iphone. She's asleep.Georgie who's woken up and starring at me. Sometimes I think he's human.

I lift him up and cradle him. "Let's clean up then Mr Georgie poo" I say kissing his nose. I walk over to the sofa a plonk him on it. I grab a dustpan and brush. I sweep up all the glass and dispose of it.

"You don't want that in your pawsies do you.." I coo to George who's looking at me with his head cocked on one side.

i scoop up the remails of the iphone and place them on the kitchen counter. that will have to be replaced.

then the photos I places them on the table. I'll get some new glass put in.

The vase is ruined. But the flowers are salvageable.

"I'm sorry.." I hear the small croak from behind me.

Shes walking towards the sofa I sit down and open my arms and hug get tightly.

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