E.S.C.A.P.E. Chapter 22.
It was a dead end, with two more hallways branching out in opposite directions. I looked both ways, trying to figure out which way to go. They were identical meaning they were both dark, long, and dusty.
Everything was like that here. Dark and dusty. And cold. Yes, everything here was very cold. I wondered if I could freeze to death in a place like this. There wasn't any ice anywhere, not from what I could see. So I doubt I could freeze. But there could be some sort of damage, maybe. Or maybe I was just getting paranoid.
I wasn't sure if I wanted to find more Foeds or not. Having scared the first one away, I felt weak and stupid childish, almost. How could I mess that up so quickly? I had to be the biggest freak this side of the multiverse.
Which didn't surprise me really. After a
I hate her.I want her close.I hate her.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want her dead.
I can't handle her.
I can't handle the hate.
I breathe water.
She breathes air.
I swim in the ocean.
She walks on land.
I am majestic.
She's a spider.
I gave her my heart.
She gave me the finger.
I feel like handing her a bouquet of flowers.
I feel like stabbing her in the stomach.
I want to kiss her.
I want to kill her.
I want her in my arms.
I want her corpse in front of me.
Oh, troll romance.
You wear me down so much.
Keep my loved ones afar from my poor heart.
I have others to love.
But she's the one I'll always, always hate.
I love her.
I hate her.
Defenses.I've built up my wallsDefenses.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Strengthened my defenses
Prepared myself for the worst.
No, baby, I'm not trying to keep you out
I'm doing all of this
Because I already let you in.
87. Depression"There is no greater pain than seeing the person you love, love someone else."87. Depression3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Respectfully, I disagree with this statement.
I've seen you love someone else. Yes, it hurt. It hurt like hell. But I've felt worse.
I feel worse now.
You look at me and give me that smile you know I can't resist, and my heart melts.
You tease me in a way that makes me laugh at my mistake rather than be ashamed of it.
You hug me when you see the tears that I'm hiding behind my smile.
You are always there for me, any day, any time, forever.
But then, you tell me how I'm your best friend.
You tell me how you're so glad I'll always be there for you to give you advice on girls.
You tell me you've never had a closer friend and never will.
And I feel like my whole world falls to pieces in the small distance between us.
It doesn't hurt because you like other girls.
It hurts because I'm close to you, physically, mentally, emotionally... and yet that's all I'll ever be to you.
It hurts because I have everythin
Secrets.My heart swells with feelings denied,Secrets.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My throat chokes on words never spoken,
My eyes ache with the lack of your face,
My arms feel cold with the absence of your body.
You look at me and I feel like I belong,
You laugh and I feel at ease,
You tease me and I feel wanted,
You care about me and it leaves me speechless.
But to you this is nothing,
Plain old routine,
To me this is amazing,
A dream come true.
Too bad I can't tell you.
Coping.When You're gone,Coping.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wear your sweatshirt,
Cuddle your pillow,
And let the tears run free.
I'm not always strong,
And I'm never perfect,
But for you I'll do anything,
Even pretend I'm okay.
I don't want to hurt you,
Your life is hard enough,
So forget about me,
I'll only be bad luck.
I'm always here for you,
But I don't require constant thought,
Focus on yourself,
Because you already see me enough.
Just remember that I love you,
Forever plus a day,
And come back to me safely,
Because these things won't always do.
57. Pretty Girl"So, there's this girl."57. Pretty Girl3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh really? Tell me about her."
"Well, she's incredible in every sense of the word."
"You see, she has this captivating sing-song voice, but she rarely uses it. She doesn't really need to speak. She-"
"-Wait, why doesn't she need to speak?"
"Her eyes speak for her. You could read her deepest secrets if you looked into her eyes long enough. She can tell you a story with just a quick glance. I've never seen more expressive, breathtaking eyes on anyone in my life."
"Wow, that's incredible."
"That's not all."
"Right, so there's her voice and her eyes. But there's also her hair and her slim figure. I'd be lying to say she wasn't pleasing to look at."
"Is that so?"
"Don't get me wrong. There's so much more to her than just her looks. I'm just starting from the least important and working my way towards the most important."
"What's more important, then?"
"I've never met a more caring person in my whole life. She wouldn't hurt a fly, and
23. AloneSometimes when I think of you, my heart aches like it's freshly broken. Like it's only been an hour since you left my side with no intention of returning, rather than a year.23. Alone3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes it feels like yesterday when I fell asleep in your arms, when yesterday I actually fell asleep cold and alone with only my teddy bear as comfort.
Sometimes the tears falling down my cheeks reach the edge of my face before I wipe them away because I can no longer count on you to wipe them away for me.
Sometimes the worst feeling in the world is the hollow space between my fingers that yours used to fill.
Sometimes I have myself convinced that I'll be alright and that I'm better off without you.
But most of the time, I miss you so much I can barely function.
12. DeathThe most beautiful moments in life, the ones that mean the most, the ones that alter everything... They're the moments where you're closest to death.12. Death3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Nothing makes you appreciate what you have like having it slip right through your fingers. Nothing makes each day seem brighter than looking at life through a dim outlook. Nothing tastes as good as breath of fresh air when you thought you'd never see the light of day again.
Death is brought to us as a natural end to our lives. It's brought to us when we no longer have a purpose here and we're better off to go. It's given to us as something we need. That's why it's inevitable.
And yet, death is the most painful part of life. It doesn't hurt us-no, we hardly feel a thing. But it hurts those around us. It creates a hole in them that will never be filled. It fills them with an emptiness that can never be cured. It's the single worst pain in the whole world- losing someone you love.
Maybe we don't just die because it's our time. May
basically i'm like vomitwhat happens when you finally find lovebasically i'm like vomit3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
(or it finds you)
but it picks up its pieces
(and yours too)
and moves to georgia?
you are not the only one.
people leave their hearts
if you take a walk
down the street-
the pavement you're walking on,
take a look at it.
really look at it.
i hope you see
vague outlines in the cement,
heart shaped, yes,
with initials stamped
like sad hooves
in their middles
that's what love feels like.
you are not the only one.
you do not deserve
to be fixed.
you are to remain
a broken doll
on the shelf,
vomit stains on your
and tear tracks marking
your swollen cheeks.
you are not a special,
you can only ask
to be fixed
so many times
before someone decides
you're not worth it.
maybe they'll call you
or maybe just
Why Can't I?I try to tell youWhy Can't I?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How I feel
But the words
Just won't come out right.
I get so, so shy.
Why, oh why?
How hard is it to say
"You have a beautiful smile"?
Why can't I tell you
You make my heart go wild?
It's no secret
That much I know.
My cheeks get so pink
I might as well glow.
All I want to say
Is that you take my breath away.
Or, something even simpler
But I st-st-stutter
And I st-st-stumble
It's too late,
I've already fallen.
So if I can say it to everyone else,
Why can't I say it to you?
Later.I don't what to doLater.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or what to think
I feel like I'm on a ship
That's going to slowly sink
First my feet will hit the water
And I'll realize I like you
Next up to my waist
But I'll still know what to do
Then it'll reach my head
And I'll realize I'm in love
A little too late, you see
Push already came to shove
I'm in far over my head
Simply from seeing you smile
Honestly, I haven't felt this way
In quite a long while
So excuse me if I'm scared
To tell you how I feel
I know this really shouldn't be
Such a big deal
But I'm out of my element
And I just don't know how
To tell you how I feel
So I guess I won't do it now.
Walk on Water or Drown, 02Stage Two, In Which Everyone Becomes Best Friends, Suddenly and Without Warning.Walk on Water or Drown, 024 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The world spun a little bit. Everything froze and Nepeta's feet merged with the wooden floor of the cabin room. She was cold, she was sweating, she didn't move, she was shaking up a storm. Her lips tried to part to make words but no sound came forth.
Her reaction was, apparently, just what Eridan was after. He gave a small smirk, looking her up and down, then turned on his heel and shut the door behind him and the sound of his boots hitting the floor was what ended bringing Nepeta back to reality, because she dashed to the door the minute the sea-dweller shut it.
"Hey!" She called, grabbing at the doorknob that wouldn't bulge and twisting it violently. "W-What?! L-Let me out!"
She couldn't even bring herself to be angry. She was too confused. It was if she didn't fully grasp the situation she was in, but what confused her the most was how quickly the transition between
Walk on Water or Drown, 01Stage One, In Which A War Is Prompted And Plans Turn Foul.Walk on Water or Drown, 014 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That green. That dull shade of almost-yellow-green. It was the color of her eyes, the color of the symbol on her shirt, the color of her coat, the color of her room, the color of her blood. She embraced it. It was her favorite color.
Others would not be so ready to embrace it, though. Depending on what their color was, at least. Depending on the person, she guessed.
Every now and again, someone blue, or indigo and though it was rare, someone just a different shade of green would make some sort of offhanded remark about her green. And on some days, it would get to her. On some days, she would look at her mirror and be mad. Few things made her mad.
It was extremely lucky for Nepeta, then, so she was told, that she had Equius. With his blood all blue and his build so strong, he was a shield, a shelter, a brother, a friend.
This was why it was so difficult to leave him. No, wait, not to leave him. To say
The First Five TimesThe First Five Times.The First Five Times4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The first time Eridan talks to Nepeta, it is out of boredom, desperateness, and with a dash of spite. His fingers poise over the correct keys to log into Trollian, then pull away with uncertainty too many times to count. He grumbles to himself about how much he hates things: how much he hates this guest computer, how much he hates the humans, how much he hates magic, and for a moment you'd think he was a taller, ironic version of Karkat.
Than that desperate part kicks in, and he logs in, typing as fast as he fucking can so he doesn't have time to stop himself.
He doesn't log on solely to talk to Nepeta. He logs on because he's lonely, and he's looking for people who aren't busy. He scans the list of trolls who are online, hoping to spot someone he can get a good squeeze out of. Feferi's not online but Sollux is, and he is of good mind to finally confront the dual-horned bastard. He'd like nothing more than to share some blackrom with the lowblood