Alright! This is an excerpt from my romantic thriller novel. The second, third and fourth paragraph isn't originally written in my novel. I added them, so you could understand what happened in the last chapter.
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I spent the whole night ranting about the horrors I had just witnessed, my voice loud and echoing within the walls of my empty house. After I left the place that curdled my very blood, I asked myself questions and tried to find logic in how Selim reasoned the filthy situation, in which I caught him. Yet, no matter how I thought it through and yelled at myself to concentrate, I never succeeded to find any proper answer.
I found Selim thrashing the poor man in the street with a fist like a hammer against his face, yelling words of threat. His warnings to kill the helpless man resounded in my ears, as though I was still standing in the mouth of that dark alley, watching the vicious attack with a blank mind. It wasn’t until I saw the gleam of a gun beneath the moonlight that I rushed towards them and hit Selim in his jaw, allowing the other man to flee.
Only then did I manage to take an intent look at the face of my opponent, who didn’t fight back no matter how much I punched him. I was horror-struck, for even though the light was faint, I could still make out the rigid features of my best friend and the man I considered closer to me than my own father.
And how did he excuse his unforgivable deed? He told me the man he was fighting was a rapist, who tore the privacy and bodies of five girls before.
Could the man be a rapist?
No, how could he be?
A rapist would hold a piece of weapon all the time. He would need it to make his victims yield before him and to protect himself if he was found out, I reasoned and rubbed my chin fiercely. But the man was unarmed and merely crying to be let go. He didn’t do anything wrong, for as far as I knew. Selim was the one with the weapon, the one who yelled and threatened the poor man.
That’s because he’s a criminal! My own thoughts hissed in my head.
“Shut up! Concentrate!” I yelled at myself and hit my head with the heel of my hand, which merely sent the headache growling like a monster in my ears, tugging at the muscles around my eyes.
I moaned in pain and rubbed my head while I walked in circles inside the dining room. A rapist is a vicious creature, who allowed himself to invade the bodies of helpless girls and boys. Someone like that, with such hatred and insanity within him, would never let anybody fight or threaten him like that. The first thing he’d do is to fight back and diminish his foe, even if he carried no weapon.
At least, I thought so. A horrific person would only react like a predator, yes? I didn't think any criminal liked to be caught.
Yet again, Selim kept yelling at the man for breaking his promise, for repeating his bad deeds. What deeds? What promise? If he was truly a criminal, what would Selim want from him?
Dear God, my sanity was slipping from my brain cells with every passing second.
My thoughts were jumbled and I kept straying away from my attempts to solve that mystery. Nevertheless, whenever I found a second or two to think straight, I only became more certain that Selim was lying to me.
What could I do for him? How could I help him? I asked myself and rested on the staircase, my head clutched between my sweated hands.
And that was how I spent the rest of the night, but my mind gradually began to hush, emptying itself of both voices and thoughts. I couldn’t think straight any longer and I remained in my place until the light of dawn started to seep through the windows of my living room.
I felt drained of all strengths and my face looked like that of a ghost, when I had a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror. Like a heartbroken character in a dramatic movie, my eyes were half closed and blank of expression, and my skin was almost as pale as the dead. That look on my face matched the feeling of emptiness within my chest.
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