The man gently placed his hand on the girl's naked thigh. Her skin quivers a little, not enough to make her feel the goosebumps. She shy away from him and turned to the window, resting her head on her hand. She looked out the window. There is a bump as he hit his head, but he disregarded that, as he leaned closer to her, but she couldn't escape it this time.

She made a noise, one that resembled most to a detesting moan you only hear under the morning-after bedsheets. It is rather unpleasant sound to make let alone to hear it. He tried, hard enough, but he pulled himself away from her, making his way to distance himself this time. He looked out on the other window.

I was there, feeling the sheer intensity between the man and the woman. Nobody speaks, but silence is such powerful weapon to slash each other open, revealing the massive and bloody scars left by misinterpreted emotions....Confusion...anger...and all.

I took a sneak peek at them. He caught my eyes, but I remained silent. I gently directed his eyes towards her. He blinked with anger once, twice; He blinked again, and the third time he seemed to know what to do. His expression changed. His eyelashes no longer twitch with nervousness of not knowing what to do. He knew, and he acted.

He leaned close to reach over to her, and brushed his fingers down her tear-tracked cheek. He tilted her chin slightly, towards him. She was reluctant at first, but in time she surrendered and leaned close to him. He whispered soft in her ear, something rather pleasant but I could not hear. She blushed a little, smiled a little, and sobbed a little. They immersed themselves into the sea of passion and intimacy.

I cleared my throat.

They turned to look at me. 3 pairs of eyes met for one last time. I looked at them through the rear-viewed mirror, and they looked back, smiled, and disappeared into the night.

Want to comment on this Flash Fiction? Sign up to Edit Red and you will be able to comment on Flash Fiction and get access to: Upload your own stories and poems, get readers and their feedback, promote your work...