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Hello, mouth. This is foot. Now choke on that shit.
Kissing Ally would be so easy. Touching her, holding her, tasting her ... it'd be like breathing.
I want to breathe. I want to inhale her in every way possible. I want her life to sustain me, her heartbeat to synchronize with mine.
But I don't want to taint her. I don't want her to be like me. A cheater. A deviant. An outcast. She deserves better, and I'm not better.
This is "Your Guardian Angel," originally by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.
Joshua was everything I expected him to be - handsome, charming, stylish, and a complete douche.
I needed to touch her. In that moment, it had become as necessary to me as air.
You are so beautiful, Kami. And so strong. If you only knew how amazing you are ... I'll make you see it. I'll make you fee it.
Ally, I need to touch you. And I need you to touch me too.
I WISH THERE WAS A time limit of grief. I wish there was a biological stopwatch that would sound in our heads when it was time to snap out of it. It'd trigger something within us - resolve, strength, courage - and we'd pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and get on with living. And even if you hadn't gone through each of the five stages, once your time with grief was up, you were done. You didn't have to feel pain anymore.
Please, Ally. Just stay," I whisper urgently, kissing the shell of her ear. "Stay, or tell me you don't want this. That I'm a fool for wanting you like I do.
I kiss her again just to keep my mouth from admitting that it was. The beginning of the end. The very start of the saddest goodbye in history. Because after tonight, she'll walk away from me and go back to him, holding a piece of me in the palm of her hand. And whenever I look up at the sky at night, wondering where she is, if she's happy, if Evan laughs at her corny jokes or smiles whenever she does, that empty space left behind within me will ache with remembrance. Because her light once filled it. She filled me in a way that nobody on this Earth could. And I'll never feel whole again.
Some people you couldn't help but love. You loved them without reservation or fear. You loved them hard and fierce, because they deserved it. They deserved to be loved just as much as you deserved for them to return it.
It's just another notch in the good ol' fucked up, modern America belt.
MY LIFE IS a beautiful tragedy. A sad love story on an endless loop. The players may evolve and the setting may change, but it's always the same. Love. Pain. Death. Repeat.
What the ... ? "Holy S***! You're 250 years old!?"
He gives me a wink of his beautiful eye in response. "Surprised?"
"Um, hell yeah. Ok, that's pretty much disgusting. Chester the Molester. I've been screwing an ancient artefact!" Dorian & Gabriella
So many years of being lonely and discounted, no one ever truly seeing me, the person that I really am. The Gabriella I so desperately wanted to be. Yet somehow he broke through the walls and barriers and penetrated my frail, dejected heart. He loves me for all that I am and what I will become, even though it scares us both to death. He accepts the darkest parts of me and doesn't try to change me, in all my shattered complexity. Meeting him has given this facade of my life new meaning. He's given me purpose, strength. He's given me love. Dorian has given me everything and, in turn, is everything to me. Designed by the Divine Power especially for me.
You don't have to be afraid of falling. Just close your eyes, let go, and know that I'll always be here with arms outstretched, ready to catch you.
Would you really give all this up for me? Could you honestly be complacent with a normal life, and be a somewhat normal guy? He steps inside the room, holding the door for me to pass. Yet, he doesn't answer. He doesn't have to. His silence says enough. No. It won't be enough. Dorian was born and raised a prince.
I've wanted you for so long, Eden. And I know right now you think you want me too. I realise I'm a fool for pretending that this is real- that this could somehow last beyond this night. So I'm asking you… remember me. Just try, even when all thought of me is wiped away clean. Remember me like I'll remember you for the rest of my tortured existence. Remember that I…
OVER THE PAST week, I've taught you how to exploit your best assets. Showed you how to make your man crave you emotionally, just as much as he does physically. I've even taught you how to stroke his fragile ego. That was the first phase of our program, and if you feel that was teetering on the threshold of your sexual tolerance, I suggest you leave now. Now, it's time to kick it up a notch.
Funny thing about life is that it never turns out the way you want it to.
Her hope was to embarrass me. Little does she know, I'm fluent in Asshole.
SUBJECT: Real original
Dear Dark Assholes,
I get the point. Showing me that you know how to log onto a computer and utilize Google must've taken some pretty keen strategizing on your part.
Really, really cool trick. Now leave me the hell alone.
-The DL
But I am very persistent. I never give up on the things that I want. This ... you and me ... it's inevitable. Theren't no use in fighting, Kami. It's going to happen. And when you are madly in love with me, the only thing you'll regret is not falling sooner.
I know you said you don't feel anything," he whispered. "But can you honestly say that you don't feel this? That this heat, this attraction, is all in my head? Don't think about it; just answer. Tell me what your heart wants to say and not what your head keeps trying to make you believe.
Shit, it's even getting me a little hot. Beside Shayla, Lacey is trying to suck the plastic off her rent-a-dick.
He was't just my exception. He was my reason.
Kami's demons had somehow become mine without me even knowing them. And I swore on my life that I would fight every one of them, I would fight for her.
No one wants to fuck Chewbacca.
Please don't leave me, angel," I whisper, somewhere on the edges of sleep and the most beautiful dream. "I don't want to be in the dark anymore.
Shit, it's even getting me a little got. Beside Shayla, Lacey is trying to suck the plastic of her rent-a-dick
What kind of self-respecting man doesn't read? That's like saying he doesn't feel the need to eat or bathe either. Reading is nurturing of the mind ... a cleansing of the soul. It opens our eyes to unseen beauty, and our hearts to the untouched pieces of ourselves that we've hidden away from the world. A man without words is a man who has no real awareness of anything or anyone outside of himself.
Always keep your head held high, child. For even the most timid mouse can wreak havoc on a great and mighty house.
Seems like I can't stop the word vomit when I'm with her. There's just something about Ally that distracts me just enough to forget myself, beckoning my truth like a siren's call. I just want to tell her ... everything.
Maybe we were friends in a past life. Or lovers.
I want you to keep this on, always. And think of me. i want to always be on your mind," he says tenderly. "As you are always on mine.
You don't have to define your feelings for me, Ally. Let me do it for you.
I'm afraid because, whenever he's around, I'm not scared anymore. I feel ... safe. Like being near him is the most natural thing in the world.
I can't live without the sun shining down on my face, and I can't dream without the stars kissing me goodnight.
I didn't realize how much I could miss a simple touch until I didn't have it anymore. It's so easy to let her back in. To let her wiggle her way back into my arms and smile up at me like she is the sun and I am every star in her sky.
When you spend your life in the dark, looking up and wishing for something better – something brighter – you don't realize just how lonely you are. Not until the sun shines, shedding light on all the empty spaces and filling them with beautiful warmth. But when the sun abandons you, everything seems darks and colder than before.
Emptier.
Lonelier.
Your fears are not you. Do you hear me? They don't define who you are.
Maybe before a big storm rolls in, you'll use it to catch fireflies (see, I did remember something, city mouse. But they're still lightning bugs down here). And if you do, just remember, the storm doesn't last forever. It can scare you; it can shake you to your core. But it never lasts. The rain subsides, the thunder dies, and the winds calm to a soft whisper. And that moment after the storm clouds pass, when all is silent and still, you find peace. Quiet, gentle peace. That's what I wish for you. Even if you couldn't find it with me.
I was a vegan once. Then Dom made bacon at breakfast an hour later and I said fuck it ... Y.O.L.O!
She'd stutter all the reasons why she shouldn't, shaking her head adamantly. But her body..her body would grow hot with excitement. She'd get wet at the thrill of it. So fucking wet that i'd smell her, telling me she's not even wearing panties to smother her spicy scent.
When my hand touched hers, still clutched to her chest, she'd flinch but she wouldn't pull away. She'd let me guide it between her swollen breasts and down to her flat belly, brushing the bit of exposed skin where the hem of her shirt rides up. Then I'd let her fingers play with the jewel in her navel, manipulating each digit as if that diamond-studded barbell was her clit. Demonstrating how I would stroke it for her.
I'm telling you that I want you to be mine. Because, Kami, I've been yours since the first day you walked in here. And I think, on some level, you've been mine since then too.
Nothing's wrong. You're coming, baby. You're coming for me.
If all we have is now, I know I'll never be whole again. And, God ... it's worth it. You're worth it. I'll gladly stay broken for you.
I'm not looking thru you Kami, I'm looking into you. I'm standing here, wondering how the hell a girl so beautiful could hold so much sadness in her gorgeous green eyes. And I'm asking myself why I want- no- why I NEED to know what's made her so sad. And what I can do to take away every ounce of that sadness. I need to know what it will take for you to let me in, so I can do just that.
I'm saying that I can't live without the sun shining down on my face, and I can't dream without the stars kissing me goodnight. I can't be without you
We'll be together. I'll make this right for us. For you. I love you, little girl. In life and in death.
You can't expect to save someone that doesn't want to be saved.
I know what this is. I know this is my truth. My past. My present. My future. It is what I knew all along and, like a freaking idiot, ignored because my beautiful illusion was so much better than my tragic reality.
For once, I had embraced happiness. Bliss. In spite of finding out what I was, finding out that I was a half Light, half Dark inbreed, I was happy. Even with a damn supernatural assassin out for my
blood, I was content. Because of him. He made me whole. A new and improved Gabs. A girl that wanted to be good enough. For him.
Fuck. Him.
The wife drives the ship. She is the puppet master. But in order to maintain a happy home, you must let the man believe that he calls the shots.
I breathe you," Dorian answers with a sigh, finishing my thought. "You intoxicate me, Gabriella. I told
you that. Breathing you has become somewhat of an addiction for me.
[ ... ] when you know, you know. And you don't fight it. You don;t deny the inevitable. You free fall because you know there's someone there to catch you on the other side.
Everyone has superpowers. Apparently mine are fucking and fighting. I'm insanely good at both.
-Gabriella
Why did that feel like a kiss goodbye?
Life is just a series of choices. We try to always make the best ones, but really we're just settling for the lesser of two evils. Or at least trying to.
Add in the denim-blue eyes and 6 foot 2 inch dominating physique, and I'm reduced to high-priced man candy for the next six weeks.
I once lived for the perfect plot twist. I just never expected to actually live it.
Dorian truly has marked me. He has performed the equivalent of lifting his leg and pissing right on me.
Let's stop hurting one another, ok?" He kisses the crown of my head and squeezes me tighter to his body. "Ok. But Gabriella?" "Yes?" "You talk in your sleep.
This isn't me. This isn't the Justice Drake that people know and loathe. Yet, I don't want to be any other way with Ally. I like who I am when she's around. For once, I can just ... breathe. I can just be.
Let's get drunk," I state, clinking my glass with his.
"Sure you want to do that?" Dorian says with a raised eyebrow. He gives me that look a lot, probably because of all my questionable behavior.
"I'm not sure of anything anymore," I say with a cynical chuckle. "But I know I'm tired of disappointment. And I'm tired of keeping secrets. And I'm tired of fucking things up!"
Dorian nods, understanding my frustration. "Do you want me to help you?" he asks quietly. I know what he means. Dorian is offering to fix me like he did the day before.
"No," I shake my head. "I want you to drink with me. Then I want you to do things to me that are as dirty and immoral as I already feel." I take another hefty gulp and let the searing burn strip away the guilt and shame in my chest.
"Ok, let's get drunk." And with that Dorian downs the entire contents of his glass and turns on the music.
She opens her mouth to answer, yet doesn't say a word. And I realize, I don't want to hear the answer. I don't want to hear that she needs anybody else but me. So with my fingers knotted in her matted mess of hair, I kiss her despite my fears. I kiss her so she can taste just how much I want her, how much I need her. Although it's more than my heart can stand, I kiss that angel as I feel every vital part of me being crumpled into dust.
So I'm telling you, Kami, I won't miss you anymore. I won't hurt for you. I won't need you like I do. And I won't love you. Loving you is what caused all this. It's what ruined us. And I am so sorry for that. I hate myself for failing you. For not being enough to save you. But I won't fail you again. If this is what you need - for me to never think of you again - then that is what I am going to do. I'll forget you. I'll stop loving you like I do. Because, dammit, I do. So much it fucking tears me apart.I hope this is what you want. I know I didn't get it right the first time, but I promise to try like hell to make it better.Always (Never)
I chew my bottom lip, urging myself to step up to the plate and tell Dorian how I really feel. "I feel like you're…doing something to me. Changing me, in a way. The day I met you, it's like, the earth shifted. Every bit of doubt and reluctance instantly dissolves whenever you're around me. Things make sense that ordinarily wouldn't. I don't fully understand it so it's incredibly difficult for me to even try to explain it to you. But I know something happened. I know what I felt."
Dorian's eyes darken a fraction, the makings of a dark storm brewing behind crystal blue. "You're overthinking it."
"Am I? Or am I not thinking about it enough?"
For several heated moments, we stare at each other, both our expressions guarded and defensive. He has secrets, just like I do. But while we may be hell bent on safeguarding the most secluded spaces of our psyches, the devastatingly strong attraction between us keeps penetrating the rouse. In our most intimate moments, he can't hide from me and I can't hide from him. And I don't want to, though I know it's extremely stupid of me to feel that way.
Life hurts. Hell, it hurts like a motherfucker.
Life happens. That was much more appropriate. Unfortunately, many of us found that out earlier than some. We found out just how awful life could really be. We found out that monsters were, indeed, real. They walked among us. They looked just like you and me. They came in the form of the people that we loved and trusted the most. The people whose only job was to love and protect us. Funny thing about life is that it never turns out the way you want it to. It's never fair. It's harsh and brutal. It kicks you when you're down. It makes you wish you could give up and part with it just to have a semblance of peace.
We're all sinners, Eden. Some of us just sin differently than others.
Ally, these are only for me. For my pleasure. I'd kill someone before I share these photos. I just want to be able to look at you…always. If I can't keep you, at least let me have this.
Life may not be pretty but it's always beautiful. We may only see the ugliness on the surface. The shit that only the world chooses to notice. But, if we dig deep, if we get to the heart of life, where there's no pain or fear, where we can just be who we are and love freely without judgement, it's really beautiful.
I couldn't see anything beyond this. Beyond her. Beyond us.
(Blaine)
I had been living my nightmares, Gabriella. Finding you has freed me from them. No one is going to take you from me.
I guess the most epic romances are still tucked away within the pages of her favorite novels, safely swathed in inked lies and faded paper promises. Forever fictional. Just like love.
My name is Kami and I am constantly afraid. And the thing that scares me the most is the very thing I want.
I know I want her body more than I want my next breath. And I know that meeting her, basking in her smiles and wanting her on me like a second skin has forever changed me. But can there ever be more? Can I spend every night counting her freckles, like I once counted the stars? Can I replace my sunrise with the vision of her sleeping beside me, fiery hair, wild and tangled all over her face? Can I swim in those too-big turquoise eyes and drown myself in her laughter every night?
I think the biggest question is, How can I not
I blink rapidly, breaking our reverie and force myself to focus on something,anything, other than his beauty. Or his body. A body I want pressed against mine, limbs and tongues twisted and tangled, our flesh contortioned into X-rated abstract art ...
Reading is nurturing of the mind ... a cleansing of the soul. It opens our eyes to unseen beauty, and our hearts to the untouched pieces of ourselves that we've hidden away from the world.
Homegirl needs a sandwich.
Loving you is and will always be my greatest honor. You've done the impossible; you've opened me,
Gabriella. And despite what the future may hold for us, I will carry that with me forever. My heart will
always be yours, in life and in death.
She continued her study of the lines and colors embedded in my skin.
[ ... ] just remember, the storm doesn't last forever. It can scare you; it can shake you to your core. But it never lasts. The rain subsides, the thunder dies, and the winds calm to a soft whisper. And that moment after the storm clouds pass, when all is silent and still, you find peace. Quiet, gentle peace.
In my mind, I am this awesome, adventurous bad ass. But in reality, I am just a bookworm that really likes wine.