Taken .:Chapter 5:.Taken .:Chapter 5:.4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been a few weeks from my episode though it feels like it was only hours ago. I can still hear their taunting voices repeating like a broken record in my head. I've spent these couple of weeks pretending to be sick. I've been eating food I know will make me throw up, overheating myself, everything I can think of to keep myself from having to go back there. My mother arranged with Brenan's dad for him to come over after school and bring me my homework, and in the morning swing by to pick up the things I completed. My mother said that "even though you're sick, you have to do your school work instead of just lazing around doing nothing." It burned my skin a bit that she was making me do the work even though I was only pretending. I couldn't help but think that her reputation was more important than me, which was probably true. It's about 3:35pm and Bren will be here any minute with today's wonderful assignments for me to complete by tonight. There was a, 'knock-knock-knock' on
Missing You Prt 8Missing You Prt 84 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Phoenix..." I open the door with the test in my hand and tears start to roll down my face. "Baby, what is it?"
"T..this can't be..."
"Phoenix...look at me."
"Sam...I...I'm..." I pause for a moment and look at him sobbing. "pregnant." he then looks at me shocked. "H...how did this happen?" I look up at him, "We had sex, Sam, that how it happened!"
"I know how it happened. But how?" he pauses and leans up against the bathroom doorway with his arms folded. "I mean...we used condoms. I'm just wondering if it broke the last time we had sex."
"I don't know, Sam...it's a possibility," I reply as I hug Sam and he hugs me back.
"I...I just didn't want this to happen."
"We're gonna get through this." he replies as I hug him tighter. Moments later, I wash up and lay on the bed on my stomach with my head on my pillow. Sam walks over and sits on the edge of the bed then starts to rub my back very gently
Once more, Here and Now.Once more, Here and Now.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I go by the dying beat of my heart,
with every breath now to be my last...
the music to my life's finale,
with a withering sound.
As tears rush from my eyes,
like the joy through my veins...
Your flesh to mine,
and my lips to yours.
Farewell to you Darling,
are my only lying words to you,
as you will only be blind to me
I shall tell you of my love...
Embrace me once more,
and kiss me with forced elation,
the inspired yet sorrowed passion...
Once more, here and now...
With a withering sound,
and my lips to yours
and I shall tell you of my love...
Once more, here and now...
I go by the dying beat of my heart...
As tears rush from my eyes...
Farewell to you my darling,
Embrace me once more.
Alzheimer.Depuis sa petite enfance, elle aimait jouer avec sa mémoire. Lorsqu'elle parlait, ou qu'elle pensait tout simplement, elle prenait un certain plaisir à remonter le fil de ce qui l'avait amenée à penser ou à dire quelque chose. Elle plongeait dans la mer de ses souvenirs et les découvrait sous tous leurs angles.Alzheimer.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Elle remontait, remontait encore, toujours plus loin, cherchant toujours plus de précisions, de détails, en reconstruisant sa pensée, son schéma de pensée, tout en réfléchissant à la réflexion elle-même. Elle partait du tronc, descendait jusqu'aux racines les plus profondes, puis remontait aux branches les plus éloignées, la plus petite feuille, sa tige, ses nervures, sa chlorophylle.
Et puis la vieillesse vint, et le flot clair de ses pensées devint tourmenté, laborieux. Chaque souvenir semblait être à des années lumière, chaque bribe dont elle se souve
Running with Werewolves and moreRunning with Werewolves and more4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So, Jina how did you join our group?"
A young blonde haired woman with eyes like emeralds said excitingly to a red head whose ice blue eyes could freeze anyone with one gaze. Yet, it didn't seem to affect this excited blonde next to her asking her questions that seemed to irritate her. The red head looked at the blonde then groaned.
"If you shut up for a minute Ostra you might get an answer." she spoke with a voice that sent shivers of fear down the blonde haired girls back.
Ostra looked at Jina smiling then sits down silently then asked again "How did you join our group?"
Jina sighed and leaned her head back against the car seat of an old 1962 thunderbird . She closed her eyes relaxing herself then she turned her head to Ostra. "I just joined."
Ostra's happy smile turns to a sad kitten pout "Come on tell me. No one would tell me they keep saying to ask you and now I am. Please tell me"
Jina groan "How old are you?"
Ostra looks at Jina pouting still "I'm 24."
Jina eyed Ostra who still
His Butler, ExposedHis Butler, Exposed4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Finally, after week and weeks of waiting and months of recovering the Phantomhive household seemed to be back to normal. Well, as normal as normal could be. The maid scurried about knocking over dishes and cleaning up her mess, the cook was busy perfecting his flam thrower techniques, the gardener contently snipping away at the trees and the butler by his master's side as he should be.
Ciel scribbles his name on yet another black line, completing the latest transaction with a supplier in Asia. He plucks his pen down, enjoying the sound as it hits the desk signifying a day of work finished. The young earl reclines back into his chair shutting his eyes for a brief moment of rest, glad to have earned it. How hectic his life has become in the few months he's encountered the Queen's Spider, Alois Trancy and his double crossing butler, Claude Fastus-a fellow demon like his own butler, Sebastian Michaelis.
Lately everything seemed like it was crumbling beneath his feet, the chessboard that ha
Her Tainted Lips...Her Tainted Lips...4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beware the darksome maid, Shavaughn,
Who stalks barefoot across the lawn
From her cold dark-veinéd marble tomb
To gnaw your soul and seal your doom...
She casts her spells of madness wild,
This strange and lovely woman-child
Whose long dark tresses and pale skin
Conceal the horrors that lurk within...
Her tainted lips part in such a smile
That would make Van Helsing run a mile--
O, linger not! Beware her eyes!
In love and dread her victim dies
As her impish laugh rings through the night
In macabre, wicked, pure delight...
EnglandxReader- Let's Go to the Beach!EnglandxReader- Let's Go to the Beach!3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
England x Reader- Let's Go to the Beach!
"The beach! The beach!" Your two year old daughter chanted as she hopped up and down beside you.
"You're right, Alice, that's the beach," you smiled down at her excited face and chuckled as her dark green eyes widened adorably. Gosh, she looked just like her father.
"It's so pretty!"
You kneeled down to her level and kissed her on the cheek before tightening up one of her blonde pigtails that drooped from her nap in the car. She turned when you were done and faced you, putting her hands to your cheeks to pull you forward and kiss you on the nose with a "mwah!" You kissed her back on her forehead and readjusted the frilly pink one piece swimsuit she was wearing before gently picking her up, making her squeal in delight.
You looked behind you at your husband, Arthur, who was a few feet away, struggling to carry the multitude of beach supplies: the umbrella, picnic basket, toys, and towels.
"Are you doing alright back there?" You laughed.
America X Reader: Your Hero Pt.1 It was night, you're heading home from school, thanks to your classmates, you also got a detentionAmerica X Reader: Your Hero Pt.14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You're walking along the bridge while listening to music, then a few men approached to you
"Hello there miss, want to have some fun with us?" the drunk man said, to be honest you heard him but you just ignore him and continue walking, then the man suddenly grab your wrist
"Let me go!" you growled
"You're a feisty one, huh?" said the man
"Let go of me, you perverted old man!"
When you're finally got freed from his grip, you fall from the bridge, your eyes widened and gasped at the same time
AxisxReader - The Christmas OrangeAxisxReader - The Christmas Orange3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“_____, I can’t sleep.”
“I can’t sleep, _____.”
“I’m sorry, sugar. What do you want me to do about it?”
Feliciano sat up in the king-size bed that we––along with Kiku and Ludwig––were sharing. He was sitting in a “thinker” pose on the left end, I was beside him waiting for his reply, Ludwig was grumbling beside me, and Kiku was sleeping peacefully on the right end. We all decided to share a room (and a bed) on account of the Bad Touch Trio and Alfred throwing a massive Christmas party in Ludwig and Gil’s house (in which Kiku, Feli, Lovino, and I also stayed). Dozens of people had been invited by the Trio and my four-eyed friend, and they all had been invited to spend the night. Yeah.
After a moment of thinking, Feli finally answered with a simple, “Will you tell me a story?”
I blinked, partially to rid myself of the sleep in my eyes and partially in
My VirginityWoe betide this beautiful, charming boyMy Virginity4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trying too hard to fill your heart with joy
Selfless deeds do still exist
But suspicious minds prefer you to be selfish
Take care though and consider with caution
Allowing me too close can lead to obsession
Regulate your responses in such a way
That I won't misinterpret the words you say
This confession means nothing to you
But it means a great deal to me
You are the branches, I am the leaves
Now I fall, I'm free
This confession means nothing to you
But it means a great deal to me
I have nothing left to declare
But my virginity
The light that shone, you're a glimpse of destiny
A photograph, a fragrance triggered memory
The light that shone, you illuminate my history
My present, my future, the unwritten story
So font of all amity, here is my cup
Rinse out all of the hurt, and fill me up
With love to the brim and let it overflow
The meek shall not inherit the world until tomorrow
This confession means nothing to you
Protective HeartProtective Heart5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Title: Protective Heart
Game: Dragon Age
characters/pairing: Hawke / Anders
Disclaimer: Rated T for violence, Dragon Age characters belong to Bioware
The sound was deafening and yet she could not keep her eyes from him. Even as the Chantry came crashing down around her In a fiery blaze of molten rock, she could only stare wide eye in shock. His body trembled and Anders’s knees buckled as he sat on a nearby crate hiding his face in his hands. Valena heard the quiet sob escape from this man she loved, this man she gave her whole heart to, just to have him crush it with one cruel act.
“Anders,” her voice cracked, her own body giving way to the despair that threatened to consume her.
Anders lifted his head from his hands, perhaps something
Lesbian LoveI am a girlLesbian Love3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And so are you
When you kiss me
I feel brand new
People might stare
They might get mad
But they can't understand
Nothing they never had
My heartbeat flutters
My brain is a mess
I love you more everyday
Not ever less
I want to protect you
I want you to smile
I want you to know
You're not a trial
Without a doubt
You're my mate and soul
And without you
I might lose control
Boys want to fix me
Girls only sigh
But when I look at you
I cannot see why
They say we're the same,
But we're nothing alike
They label us weirdo's,
Ugly, and dyke
But there's a secret
They do not know
That our romance
Is not just show
I'm in this for you,
My other half
My freaking everything
Who makes me laugh
I am a girl
And I love you
You're a girl
And you love me, too
FaithFaith4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the faith of a child
complete trust in purest form
has no boundaries
Hand Cannon OverkillHand Cannon Overkill3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The charismatic recluse
with a loner's philosophy.
Birds of a feather,
the punishments that I endure,
I cannot work beneath
The know-nothing status
in the search for myself
Goes on with trial & error...
All in all, I am merely awaiting
my own return.
Stay with meStay with me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Тишина. Шум дождя, доносящийся с улицы. Мерный перестук часов. Звук распахнувшейся двери.
- Прости, что так долго, ливень размыл дороги, пришлось добираться по крышам, - Лен
What I've Always Wanted-Part 2What I've Always Wanted-Part 25 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Victoria Kirkland mentally screamed. She would have coupled it with some hair-tearing and
possibly a few swear words here and there (her older brother unfortunately, was not exactly the best of
influence a sibling could have) if not for the fact that she was in literature class. What was once her
absolute favorite subject was soon becoming one of her most hated classes when she saw who she was
partnered up with for the midterm project. The teacher must have some kind of personal vendetta against
me. Why must I be paired up with Francis? Bloody pervert.
She gritted her teeth, refused to look at the smirk she knew was growing on Francis' face, and held her
gaze on the projector screen. She scanned the list noticing who her friends were partnered off with (Eliza,
lucky bitch, you get to be with Lilli). She unconsciously let her eyes drift to Alfred's name before catching
herself and forcing herself to look at a more neutral name. Shit. I do NOT care. I do not
.: SILENCE :..: SILENCE :.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never liked silence.
It's why I leave on my TV while I sleep
Or blast music when I'm home alone.
I'll even sing a tune myself,
If it keeps out the silence.
So why is it so surprising, then,
That I've grown so overly frustrated
With your unresponsive critical hit?
I can only do so much myself---
I've reached out,
Cranked up the volume,
I've shouted and sang and cried and screamed!
But you let the silence creep in,
And now there's just... n o t h i n g.
I hate your silence.
Suicidal TendenciesIt whispers to me in my sleep,Suicidal Tendencies5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's everywhere I turn.
It really makes me want to weep,
it makes me want to burn.
In family and in my friends
I see it oh so clear,
but when I look for help from them
they turn away in fear.
Who will care if I am gone,
who will care at all?
Who will notice I've withdrawn?
Who will break my fall?
You won't care if I don't come back,
you're the one who caused this.
You kicked me when I needed slack,
it makes me really nauseous.
When I go to sleep at night,
I think of how you're missing
and how you used to be my light,
how great I felt while kissing.
I wake up from my nightmares then
because my heart is broken.
Next I fall asleep again,
never to be woken.