You Of All People 136 Rigor Mortis

"Hahaha I'll tell you as soon as you start pushing that cart" Karen urged Violet.

Violet surrendered and threw her hands in the air. She decided to humor her friend's craziness and set herself behind the cart to push it.

But before she starts pushing the cart, she looked at Karen then said, "I want to know" and rolled her eyes. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

"I read from somewhere that when you get your heart broken, the area of your brain that is stimulated when you are hurt physically is the same area that is stimulated when you experience rejection or lose someone you love" explained Karen carefully to the dumbfounded Violet.

Violet didn't know whether she should be impressed, confused or vexed with Karen. 

"Umm Mami Karen? You sort of lost me there" Violet tilted her head to one side and furrowed her brows in confusion while listening.

"Ah right haha. So silly of me. So in short Violet. When you are heartbroken, your brain thinks you are physically hurt. How are you feeling now? Think of- what's his name again?"

"Dean" blandly replied Violet as she showed a deadpan expression.

"Dean? Right, right. Oh, I'm sorry but going back. Think of Dean" nodded Karen to Violet.

"Remind me again what is the point of all this? Why are we in this place? Please do remember that you gave away my forget-that-dork liquor. I'm suppose to forget and get over him!" remarked Violet in snide.

"Chill Girl! Forget about those. Please just humor me. Like I said, think of Dean. How do you feel? Do you feel like someone has punched you in the stomach, knocking all the wind out of you?" Karen posed her questions.

"Fi-fine I'll humor you. Ye-yeah, if that's how you describe it" whispered Violet who was lost in her thoughts.

Violet was reluctant at first but when she saw her friend's eyes full of expectation, she decided to go along with whatever she said. She sighed and closed her eyes to really think about that man. The moment she thought of him, everything that happened between them in all the years they had been together came crushing down in her mind and heart.

It was like a huge all-consuming wave. Like how the way the never ending water from a faucet filled a bottle. The water was too much for the bottle to handle so after it filled every crevices and s.p.a.ce that there was inside, it spilled out but it never stopped. It never stopped and even came to a point where the sink became full of water too spilling all over the kitchen floor, drowning the bottle until that bottle became part of it and blended with the water. If it weren't for the label wrapping around its body, you wouldn't even notice the bottle in the water.

It consumed her, the memories, the pain, her love. It consumed her, as if her entire body were suddenly in rigor mortis. Every single muscle in her body stiffened. In every fiber, she felt contracting pain.