A little play

"B-Let go of me!" Even the voice is getting weak. The emotions I'm feeling are making me weak. And it shouldn't be like this. I shouldn't give in to emotions like I did before.

He fooled me once, it's impossible he's not fooling me now. He just wants to manipulate me, to attack me at my weakest state and to break me into pieces at the end. He already did that, so why would I believe him?

"What did they do to you? Why are you so full of anger?" those questions were almost whispered.

I stopped myself from crying more. Instead of answering, I pushed him. I pushed him again and again, creating a small gap between us. He let me.

I looked at his bloodshot eyes. It's dark, soulful... but so weak. I've never seen him this weak before, as if a little push would make him fall. His authoritative stance is nowhere to be found. It seems like he lost all his energy for the first time.