Reach Out to MeWaves clashing,Reach Out to Me in Free Verse More Like This
Wishing we could too.
Would you want to,
Wish on the current with me?
Watch as the sun melts away,
Into a whimsical trance of yesterday.
Let's take a picture as a memory,
Of what will never truly be.
Goodbyes are forever,
But see you later's have potential.
Reminiscent times of you and your smile,
Sweet whispers of lovely betrayal.
The world unmasked its beauty,
When you stepped into my life.
Ripped away and torn from reality,
I've fallen into a world that doesn't exist.
A world where "I love you",
Clashes with "Kiss me."
Fragments of the undead roses say,
This reincarnation building a new me,
Could very well be the death of we.
Single-handedly making me fall,
In a blazing fire of burnt crimson.
Tell me something, sweety,
Will you catch me if I fall?
Faith has eradicated from the ground,
Smiling gladly with great persistence.
Regrets are a part of my unlucky shame,
But without them, I wouldn't know your name.
I wouldn't know that sweet voice,
Or the w
She Doesn't Love Me Anymore P4She Doesn't Love Me Anymore P4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Eve walked over to Shane and smacked her across the face before stomping out of the bathroom in a jealous heart broken rage, she held her face for a moment and stared down at Andi.
"What are you still doing in here?! GET OUT!"
Andi just stared for a moment then got up off the tile floor and walked out of the bathroom, heading to her cheerleading practice.
Shane knew she had no one to blame but herself, so she felt bad for yelling at Andi, she got up and stared in the mirror at the red hand mark stinging on her pale face, she slouched down and cradled her head in her hands, wishing she hadn't done what she did.
While Shane was recovering from her mistake, Eve was pounding on lockers as she walked angrily down the hallway.
She was headed to her next class.
"I can't believe she did that.."
Whispers were heard all throughout the hallways and it wasn't long before what had happened reached everyone's ears.
Shane walked out of the bathroom, holding her face, as if the pain were extremely ago
What Is Love? Part 5What Is Love? Part 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shane fell off the couch in a panic and fumbled to get up, she stumbled towards the door tripping on the mat that said welcome.
Scared for her mothers life, Shane sprinted down the sidewalks hoping she'd reach the hospital in time, she didn't have a car, or money for a cab.
Eve awoke from a nightmare, she stared at the clock.
"How long have I been asleep?", Eve stared at the clock, "2:00AM?!"
Eve sat up staring at the pitch blackness surrounding her and reached for the lamp, she couldn't see and crashed onto the floor with a loud bang.
"Ow, god dammit.", Eve cursed under her breath until she stood to her feet and turned on the hidden lamp.
Eve grabbed the keys to the car, sneaking out the door, and walked into the cold brisk night.
Shane was still sprinting as fast as she could but she wasn't paying attention and slammed right into Andi.
She toppled over Andi and they crashed to the cold pavement.
"Jeez, Shane. Watch where you're going, you're gonna kill someone!", Andi pushed Shane of
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This is not your typical love story when boy meets girl.
"She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not.."
Shane ripped the last pedal from the rose as it fell to the grassy patch of earth under her feet.
No one understood Shane, she was different from the rest of her peers, not to mention her sexuality singled her out.
Shane was simple, yet complicated when it came to falling in love with the wrong person.
She was in love with Eve, a hardly bisexual young woman who was two years older.
"She never acts her age though..", Shane thought.
Accidentally in Love by Counting Crows came on and Shane sighed with frustration.
Shane headed back inside from lunch outside and shut off her iPod.
Suddenly, the door shifted open and Shane saw her walking in.
Her long, bouncy brown hair that matched her eyes, her cute smile, her sweet voice.
Nothing compared to Shanes's short black hair and blue eyes.
She walked over and sat down at her desk as Shane eyed her down by accident.
Part 7 So It Goes.Part 7 So It Goes. in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Eve sat down next to Andi and told her the bad news, trying to keep her gaze on Andi, she never realised how beautiful Andi was, how her hair just fell with no guilt, how her face was like an angels.
She understood why Shane kissed her, but still didn't agree with it.
Andi was trying to hold back tears as she realised this is going to be extremely painful for Shane.
Eve gave Andi a reassuring hug and held her for a moment then let go and walked over to Shane's bed.
"Shane?", Eve swallowed her thoughts and put the past aside
She needed Eve right now and Eve wasn't about to make things worse, she could wait.
Shane looked up at her, tears drenching her face.
"You can see the grimace already.", Eve thought.
Eve wiped the tears away and held her hand tightly, promising to never let go.
Andi walked out of the room without a word and burst into tears.
The nurse walked by.
"Hun, are you okay?", the nurse sweetly asked.
"Of course," Andi thought, "right as a damn nurse walks by.."
"Yeah, I'm fi
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The heart monitor was flat-lining and raging out of control, just like Shane's heart screamed with absolute terror.
She got off of her knees and ran to the bed, grabbing her mothers hand screaming at her.
"Why did you do this?! You can't die on me now!"
Two nurses rushed in and grabbed Shane by her arms and tried to haul her out of the room, attempting to calm her down.
Shane just kept fighting both of them off with all of her might, hollering at the top of her lungs.
Eve heard her and ran into the room to see her struggling with two nurses.
"Shane, calm down!", Eve grabbed her and pulled her in, "It's going to be okay."
She kept fighting even after Eve grabbed her and the nurses let go, giving up.
Eve started hauling her backwards, until they were finally out of the room.
"Let me go!", Shane's voice was breaking.
Eve held her tight, not letting go, and closed the door to the room.
She calmed Shane down instantly once the door had been shut and sat her down with herself and Andi.
Do I Love Her? Part 3Do I Love Her? Part 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shane started to become conscious as she realised Eve was holding her hand.
"Am I dreaming..?" Shane asked uneasy.
"No, you passed out or something while the head mistress was talking to you." Eve replied pointing at the head mistress.
Shane didn't understand what happened, she was scared and shocked, then suddenly blacked out, it made no sense to her what so ever, it had never happened to her before.
Shane said unsteady, "Maybe I just forgot to eat today or something.."
Eve smirked and stood up from off of her knees, stretching like an eagle spreads its wings.
The head mistress wasn't even acting concerned, infact, she acted more annoyed than anything.
"So what were you saying, Ma'am?" Shane said trying not to sound like a smart ass.
The head mistress scoffed and replied, "It doesn't matter, you are dismissed."
Shane sat up and started walking with Eve out the door, but the head mistress's voice echoed.
"Not you, Eve. You are going to pay for your actions. Sit back down."
Eve was anno
Maybe, She Loves Me? Part 2Maybe, She Loves Me? Part 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shane was wandering through the halls, passing by all the lockers with graffiti heavily written everywhere.
Her palms were sweating beads that intertwined with the others, so she wiped them off on the sides of her jeans.
Half way down the hall way, she reopened the note and re-read it carefully, the first few words ringing in her mind.
"Meet me in the girls locker room stall."
Suddenly, Eve popped up right in front of her face and dragged her into the locker room.
Shane didn't know what to do, her thoughts were rushing and spilling out of her head like the ocean being split by Moses.
Eve pulled her into the stall and jumped on her as if she was stalking prey and pouncing.
She kissed Shane and Shane felt her body go numb as she kissed her back over and over again like a roller-coaster ride that never ends.
"What are you doing?" Shane caught her breath long enough to ask.
"What I've always wanted to." Eve replied, grinning.
Shane was surprised and didn't fully understand, but at the same
Memories Of A Poisoned MindKeep pouring,Memories Of A Poisoned Mind in Free Verse More Like This
The alcohol down the sink,
Watch it go down,
Swallows our memories,
Like a person with Alzheimer's,
Wishing for another chance,
To embrace said memories.
Cursed, scarred, tattered,
The girl behind the literature,
Shameful enough to murder,
Her beating heart,
Lying inside her ribcage.
No protection anymore,
Daddy has gone far away,
To where the devil can,
Have his masquerade,
As he rains upon my parade.
Swallow the pills,
Take them down with pride,
Engorge your ego,
Like the villain you are.
Snort the powder,
Make sure it buzzes,
The dead pieces inside,
Of your cracked and shattered,
Completely munted soul.
Momma has flown the coop,
Gone off the deep end,
Far beyond never land,
Into the insanity,
Of a subconscious failure.
Alone now, yes very alone,
Sitting in a room of white walls,
With a bad paint job of blue,
Splattered on the walls,
To cover up the blood and bullet holes,
You just have to look past the paint.
Knives and daggers,
Surrounding a hall
Just A DreamObsession is a feeling, in which we all sometimes become familiar with.Just A Dream in Short Stories More Like This
The bitter sweet taste of love makes us go insane and do some pretty crazy things.
She wrapped her arms around me while I was deep in thought about love.
"Ha," I thought for a moment, "I'm in love."
Winter is such a lovely season with all of the glittering snow and beauty it brings.
Snow covers the yellow lines in the road, while the street lights flicker madly as if they were jealous.
We are just a photographic memory though, hun.
If they knew we were so madly in love, they'd throw torches and pitchforks.
They'd scream profanity that echoed through Mount Everest.
Your arms are so warm, just like your pure beating heart.
You're so beautiful with your dark hair, your entrancing eyes, your cute smile.
Every day you make me fall harder than I can handle, yet you catch me and hold me up.
You've enlightened me easily every time you come around here.
I wish you would stay, whisper to me that you love me, keep me close an
A riddle, a meaningI. Curiosity...A riddle, a meaning in Free Verse More Like This
A wondering riddle.
It's what I've tasted from your lips.
There's the mystical answer,
The torture of your spell.
A long way to guess.
I hide a black dusted
Your heart was beating
Out of your chest.
Were its heavy signs -
Louder than on a day
Of Saint Valentine's.
All the waiting,
Your endless disease,
Was finally ending
Slowly and blurry.
The flaming blush upon your cheeks
Was feeling its own, well deserved glory.
You rushed and opened it,
With the permission from my eyes.
I was looking into your eyes-
Deep into your blue storms -
And all I could read
Was only illness consuming you inside
Along with a childish bliss.
After all of this,
You kept pulling the trigger
Rubbing your trembling fingers
And turned the tide.
The clock killed its seconds...
I could hear their scream.
I've never seen such apathy
Drawn upon your face
Beneath a smile felt in disgrace
Of any other ancient
Lullaby for an illusionWhen you'll feel the cold wings of the airLullaby for an illusion in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Caressing joyful dew drops on your hair
When your sight will get free...
In a wild blink of rebelious glee...
In a time of unreal memories, you'll see
The places our surreal worlds have built
Mountains, lakes, trees
Shrouded by a sweet, divine wind.
When your heart will see
Birds flying freely, endlessly...
Decomposed on the sunset's hue
Then you'll know and feel
My hands longing to reach you
The whispers of a pure truth:
"My blue torment of my youth...
In silence, memories and distance,
Upon the ceiling of my imagination,
I'll always be with you"
GravityGravity...Gravity in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Has the guilt of my everything.
Forbiding the only chance to be free,
Chaining my thoughts to the ground.
Hysterical laughs on charcoal leaves flew around,
Disturbing serene sadness of my glee.
Awaken worlds in life's little things
Forsake my tender thoughts to the nothingness wings
Dissipating with velocity
In the hands of Gravity.
It's like an occult religion
With all its strange ways.
Devouring miscellanous levitating dreams
Spreading mercyless comtempt to the ones on the banned brims -
The ones who dared to fly on the Sun's sacred rays.
Gravity is the vermillion
Murderer of all the ancient hopes fallen in the
Slush of eternity.
I've been cursed forever
With the evanescent living...
I've been forbided to say "never";
But my words flew anxiously away...through the ceiling
Hallucinating about Joy C.2Chapter 2. "The silence, the terror "Hallucinating about Joy C.2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silence drew everything around, tenderly in a charcoal bliss, hard to wake up from it.
The night was almost over. Fragile sun rays were bathing the coarse sky and the clouds seemed to feel tired in their own cloak.
Mysteriously, the eyes seemed to have appeared in the tormenting decor, like spies of the night. Their intense color whisper their own story...a story about how they were born in a dreamy space, where reality looked different, with a new shape, with a palette of colors which can speak music notes around their irises.
Like two eclipses painted with earth's dearest color, the eyes stared at night's spectacle every time it appeared
It's curious It's so curious how their inner sparkle remind of the same lights from the Milky Way.
Those eyes belonged to a little girl, who was laying near a small, old looking bed, rusty at sight. She was hugging a plush bear toy, really tight to her chest.
With her kn
A Chasm Called LoveI fell headfirst into a chasm filled with nothing.A Chasm Called Love in Free Verse More Like This
It had no walls, no bottom, and no light to see by.
But I fell- no I JUMPED into this chasm because he was inside
I jumped, headfirst into a place that I thought was safe.
It took a some time, but soon, there were walls.
Sharp, jagged walls that cut into my flesh, that ripped into my soul
Closing in, but I kept falling.
He was still here, though he didnt talk and he didnt seem hurt by the walls:
At least I wasnt alone.
Then there was light, and I realized that sometimes he was gone.
I hadnt noticed in the dark, but I was very much alone.
I tried to tell him, but he simply smiled, and kept being away
And so I fell alone and missed him while he was gone,
But he didnt notice when he came back
Why? didnt he miss me too?
I fell for a long time, so long that the pain of being alone
became just another jagged edge that I crashed against,
Only this time I knew what it was before I hit it.
When The Mask Comes Off:Chp.19When The Mask Comes Off:Chp.19 in General Fiction More Like This
Special Halloween Chapter!!!!!!!
Chapter 19: All Spirits Day
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When they managed to get off the ship, they had at least four guards going after them. But as soon as they hit the main festival, all bets were off.
Having never seen any festival except the one Aang had made then attend, Katara was overwhelmed by the sear extravagance of it.
So many people were pact into such a small amount of space; she was constantly running into someone. She reached out for the Blue Spirit's hand and accidentally ended up grabbing some else. She apologized only to loose sight of that person too as they were swallowed by the crowd.
She jolted her way through the mass, panic filli
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Katara looked at the old face she now knew as a friend and then at the one above it that belonged to an old enemy.
No the dismayed whisper escaped her lips before she could stop it and she covered her mouth with her hands. It wasnt true. It couldnt be true. She searched for something to prove that what was running through her head was false.
Horror filled her as events and circumstances started clicking together in her head like a giant jigsaw puzzle. It was like the big picture that shed been missing had abruptly appeared and suddenly all the pieces fit wrong.
A mask to hide his face.
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"Will you stop looking at me like I'm going at attack you with the fire" Zuko said, not even looking sideways at Katara.
"Aren't you?" she asked angrily, her voice venom.
"No," he stated, picking up a stick near him and throwing it on the fire. She flinched at the movement and he sighed. "You don't have to stay up all night just to watch me," he said as he shifted his weight to place his head on his knees.
"Yes, I do." she said matter-of-factly, and stopped talking because he didn't deserve to hear her voice. He'd only been traveling with them for a week, and every night she'd stayed up until he was asleep. She didn't trust him, not for a second, no matter what Iroh said.
"Look, I've already apologized to you for my mistake!" he said finally turning towards her and slamming a fist on t
HeartsickHeartsickHeartsick in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My body is covered in cold stone.
My movements are slow.
My world is suddenly void of all color,
and these feelings, they only grow.
My eyes stare, frozen, at your face:
once so full of love, once so full of life,
now our eyes see only the waste.
My body aches for you, deep inside,
where I know my soul is in pain.
There is nothing wrong with my body
except the tears that fall from my eyes like rain.
The StairwellEverybody worried about Amy losing her baby. Sometimes people forget Rory lost his baby as well.The Stairwell in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"How are you doing, Rory?" the Doctor asked. He'd found the young father sitting in a stairwell in a remote part of the Tardis.
Amy was busy fixing sandwiches for lunch. It had been three days since they'd left River with the Sisters of the Infinite Schism, and gradually things were getting back to normal.
Except things weren't normal.
Rory was hunched up on the stairs, sitting crossways, he was smoothing something over and over and over on his knee. He didn't look up. The Doctor sat down beside him. He saw what the boy was holding was the prayer leaf from River's cradle.
Rory looked up, his face was wet and red, his eyes puffy. He glared at the Doctor with very old eyes. "I'm never going to see her again."
"Oh, she'll come looking for us," the Doctor waved airily, knowing full well that's not what he meant.
"Not River," Rory said with that mile-deep calm. "My baby." A single tear tr
Sonic It!The sonic screwdriver can open anything. Almost.Sonic It! in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She could hear the clack of huge claws, hear the scrape of massive chitinous plates against the corridor walls as the monster squeezed around the corner behind her. The Doctor sprinted ahead of her, the sonic screwdriver held out before him as they barrelled down the corridor to the door.
Donna looked back over her shoulder, dread gripped her insides as the lights behind popped, crushed by the giant size of the monster inexorably squeezing its way toward them. She slammed to an abrupt halt and bounced back, briefly squashing the Doctor between her and the unopened door.
He kept yanking at the door knob, jiggering at the keyhole with a paperclip.
"Hurry up!" she yelled. "Sonic it!"
"Then what's the problem?"
"It wasn't locked."
The PaintingWhy did the Doctor agree to pose for the painting at the beginning of The Impossible Astronaut, and how did he end up under the woman's skirts?The Painting in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Doctor sneezed.
"Please don't move, Doctor. I'm painting your leg," said the lady at the easel.
"Sorry, Anne." The Doctor straightened up and wiped his hand on the red drapery around his hips. He took a firmer grip on the trident and posed, hand on hip. "How's this?"
"Thank you." She dabbed away for a bit longer. "I must say, It's very kind of you to pose for me."
"Oh, no problem," he waved airily, then grabbed hastily for his falling drapery. "Besides, in the future, a good friend of mine will just love your painting," he grinned reminiscently.
Anne smiled at the besotted look on his face.
"A lady friend?" she asked, mixing more pink into her fleshtones.
"Well," he scratched his cheek, then dropped his hand when he saw her eyes flicker downward. "Certainly a female friend."
She nodded. She'd suspected as much when she'd painted the
Find Her, Find River SongFind Her, Find River Song in Short Stories More Like This
"Find her. Find River Song."
That was when she knew.
As she was bent over the man she was bred to kill, her task fulfilled, that's when she knew that finding River Song was not going to be a physical search, a physical journey. She saw the earnest sadness in the Doctor's gentle green eyes as he looked into her, pleading. Find her. Find yourself. Find the woman you are, not what they made you to be.
"Tell her something."
Melody was afraid. Not because the Doctor would harm her, or be angry with her, but because she knew that once she heard those words from the Time Lord's lips there would be no more pretending that she and the River Song he loved so much were different people.
Because as long as she was Melody, she didn't care that he struggled to stand, to save his best friends in his last moments. She didn't care that as the seconds marched past they took his life with them. She didn't care that his hearts stuttered and struggled to beat. She didn't care that his lungs were unable to
Save HimSave Him in Short Stories More Like This
Even though he was alive, Amelia had nightmares for weeks.
She would wake up in the middle of the night, dry sobs wracking her body that woke Rory before she even became concious and he would hold her, silently stroking her hair because he knew why she was crying and that there was nothing he could say that would make it better.
Because he was 909, and had only 194 years left to live.
And no matter how Amy tried to think about it, one thousand, one hundered and three years was not a fraction of enough time for such a man as the Doctor to be alive.
Amy would watch him fall, and no matter how she struggled she couldn't get to him in time. Sometimes it would be River and Rory holding her back, just like before, but sometimes it would be a faceless force, a nameless evil keeping her from her raggedy Doctor as he breathed his last. Sometimes she would watch him go towards the astronaut, like a gentle lamb to the slaughter and she would shout for him to stop, to come back, but the words woul
WhyWhy in Philosophical More Like This
There's a saying that says that sometimes people don't reach out when they're hurting, that they cut themselves off, because they want to see who cares enough to tear down the walls and sweep them up into a hug that makes everything wrong just crumble away and makes everything right come from those arms. This is why people cut themselves off. They're challenging the world to show them they care. So what happens when nobody comes? When nobody can come? The despair closes in and you wonder why, God? Why when you say you love me, when you say you are my father and my husband and my lover and rock and protector and everything those arms represent, why don't you chase me?
He didn't stand at your window with a song, the warm night air ruffling his hair and his eyes directed up towards you, and only you.
He didn't write you a letter, telling you how much he loves you and how he can't stop thinking about you.
He didn't sweep you off your feet and carry you when you couldn't take another step.
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The Doctor's mind was slow and thick and his body was cold. He sat slumped in one of the chairs, his head
resting against the high back and his breathing ragged, his teeth gritted against the pain. The only thing
he could hear was his breathing and the quiet, reassuring hum of the time rotor as his beautiful, brilliant
ship swam through the stars. He kept his mind open to the soul of the TARDIS, more than usual, not wanting
to go through this again alone. She pressed against his consciousness, sensing his distress; she warmed him
slightly, like a warm embrace wrapped around his hearts that were beating madly in his chest from fear and
agony. He didn't want to die alone.
He let out a small cry and pressed a hand to his abdomen as his wound gave a sharp pain. He had wrapped a
bandage around himself, not even taking off his suit jacket, but the gun shot had long since bled through,
leaving a wet, red stain down his trousers and on the arm of the chair. Not good at all.
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Doctor Who Fan fiction
The Inescapable Choice
The Doctor was dozing, sitting on the raggedy, old chair next to the console of his beautiful TARDIS. A book he had been trying to enjoy rested on the chair at his hip, his hand resting on its still open spine. The gentle whooshing sound of the TARDIS as she did her automatic diagnostic exam of her engines was calming to him, as was her very presence was to him in these few quiet moments in his life: she was his constant companion, no matter how many others he lost due to his own faults. Her presence in his mind, the quiet but present company was always a comforting there-ness whenever he found himself alone.
He hadn't slept in days, a feat normal for him, but he was
The Inescapable Choice: Chapter 4The Inescapable Choice: Chapter 4 in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Doctor's eyes burned like fire as he stepped out of the TARDIS, Mellan's limp body cradled in his
arms. There was not enough meaning in the word 'rage' to describe the expression seen in the Doctor's face
and body; it was the wrath of a hurricane, the Oncoming Storm.
He stormed down the corridors, hardly even thinking about what directions to go; he knew exactly where he
was going. The floor quaked beneath him and dust and small specks of rubble rained from the ceiling in
places; the retribution for what Rassilon had ordered had begun, and it would cost thousands of lives on all
sides of the War. A waste of precious life. The Doctor continued steadily towards the Council Room without
even glancing up at the battle going above him. There were two guards at the pathway leading to the Council
Room and they looked surprised at the Doctor's approach. They blocked his way as he made to step onto the
walkway, their faces showing both confusion and wariness, glancing down at the
Hero of the Day - Short Story I sprinted for the pool, shouting at the kid. It was useless. The only thing that I could pretty much do now was to save him myself. Hopefully, I could save myself as well.Hero of the Day - Short Story in Short Stories More Like This
It was another hot summer day and my 12 year old sister, Lin, wanted to go to the public pool today. Our parents weren’t at home, so I agreed to take her. Unlike me, my sister could swim and she loved it. While she was practicing her breast strokes, I rested on one of the chairs, “sun bathing” fully clothed.
“Look Flynn!” my sister cried gleefully. I watched as she took a deep breath, pinched her nose tightly with her left hand, dove underwater and stuck out her legs, doing an underwater hand-stand. As she came back up for air, her grin was as wide as ever. It always made me grin back.
“Good job!” I called out to her.
I never understood how people loved swimming. Wer
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SO, fill in who the male and female readers are. : D You, someone else, a made up character, anyone.
It was late night. Probably around 11/12-ish. At the back of an alley, there was shouting. The sound of a body hitting the pavement came afterwards.
"She's mine!" a gruff voiced hissed. "You lay your hands on her one more fucking time, I swear I will kill you without hesitation." He walked back in the building, slamming the door behind him.
[Male Reader] laughed like a hyena with a groan following it. [MR] clutched at his stomach, laughing then groaning every once in a while. He managed to get up with the help of the brick wall. The drunkard had gotten kicked out of the strip club for touching the strippers. [MR] knew full well that the club didn't allow that, but he didn't care. He w
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Tears slip from [Female Reader]'s face as she says something to [Male Reader]. Those words that she wished would've never come out of her mouth. She regretted it, but she knew she had to say it. Even if it hurt both her and him. She had no choice now.
---A Few Minutes Ago---
[FR] woke up, startled, when she heard her front door open and slam shut. Her eyes quickly moved to the door then to the sleeping figure next to her. The last thing she remembered was passing out. Why did she pass out? She didn't even remember why she did. Then it all hit her as she felt a dull throb on her head.
She remembered being taken away by these rapists. She remembered trying to fight back, and she remembered attacking the 'leader' of the group. Then he had a metal pipe with him and...
Inner VoicesI try not to listenInner Voices in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but It's inside my mind
telling me to die
I close out my ears
but it reverberates around
without making a sound
I guess I'll just drown It
with loud parties and weed
but I know its still smoldering
just waiting for me
On the back burner
is a bad place to be
cause things always come back
and I know it wants me.
In a Dowdy World Comes...Sparkling Sunglasses and Pretty ParasolsIn a Dowdy World Comes... in Free Verse More Like This
we envisoned ourselves
as vintage princesses
Garbed in our couture tinsel town
of deconstructed lace and satin
hiding our Cinderalla souls
and secretely selling our
underneath brass street lamps
We paraded down the
Flirting with the plain
Smiling at our gawkers
at the world.
7teen forever.We were infalliable once7teen forever. in Free Verse More Like This
The sun never set on our
mini cellophane gods
ruling over barren fields
and salty sea water
We made love in the shining rays of the sun
and under the glowing moon
Nothing could stop us
as long as we were together
Jamming to our silver stereos
Dancing in the dusty roads
Crooning softly around the fire
We were selfish
and in love.