I did some dramatic writing to warm myself up this afternoon. This is the result. Also, it's called dramatic writing for a reason. ;D
She stared at him intently, her dark eyes pleading. He shook his head. He had made a promise, to himself, to Izi, to his family, and he wasn’t going to break it.
“Zoe, I can’t do it.” He hung his head, avoiding eye contact. She stomped her foot angrily.
“Kade, why? I thought, I thought— ”
“You thought wrong Zoe! Can’t you learn to accept that you make mistakes sometimes! You’ve got to live with them, and I can’t always be there to help you!” Kade threw his hands up in exasperation. A tear trickled down Zoe’s nose. Her eyes showed clearly what she was feeling. Hurt. Betrayal. Fear. And a small glimmer of hope that Kade would change. Her eyes always gave away too much. He looked away quickly.
“Kade, I know I make mistakes. But maybe you need to learn to forgive!” She bit her trembling lip. Kade kept his eyes on the floor.
“Not this time Zoe. I can’t.”
“Kade, we’re talking about my life here! You’re going to leave me here to die?” She choked the words out around the lump in her throat.
Kade just whispered, “I’m sorry Zoe. I have to.” He turned and sprinted down the long corridor, his footsteps echoing off the walls. Zoe angrily brushed away a tear. Then she sank to the floor, too tired to move. Trust Kade to desert her when she needed him most.
