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[Runaway_Coke17]

YEAHYEAHSPACESPACE8DMICHAELjakeEVANSYEAHYEAHSPACESPACE8D

↘YEAHYEAHSPACESPACESPACE8D↙

xxxi love how the moonlight shines on your mask
how your identity is completely hidden from me.
soon, i'll slip off the little mask.
and see who you really are.

↗ YEAHYEAHSPACESPACESPACE8D↖

This was wrong. Michael was sure his mother wouldn’t approve of a relationship with Izabella, but he wasn’t really worried about her. She could throw a fit all she wanted, but he was going to stick with the girl. They didn’t have to have a relationship, but he felt the need to be friends. Still, a bad feeling was beginning to bubble up in his stomach when he thought about what his father said. Would his mother really go as far as killing her only son? The heir to her fortune when she passes on? Strangely, Michael knew that she probably would. As long as it was to protect the family’s status, she would. It was a sad truth, but he didn’t let himself get too down because of it. If their parents killed them over love, he hoped that they would think about what they did for the years to come.

Ignoring the bad feeling bubbling up in his stomach, he tried to focus his attention on the female in front of him. She was beautiful, and he knew that they were connected to each other somehow. No, it wasn’t some sort of ‘love at first sight’ deal but this was something. At the moment, he couldn’t really place his finger on what to call it. As far as he knew, they were just two teenagers finally accepting the feelings they shared. Despite the fact their families hated each other, the male was actually pleased to have someone that knew what he was going through. Izabella had a family like him where being hunched over was a flaw. Where loving someone of the opposite family might mean death. For once, Michael knew he could believe the female when she told him she knew what he was going through.

Unfortunately, Michael’s mother just wasn’t feeling the same thing that her son was about Izabella. “Did you see who he was dancing with at the party?” The disbelief in his mother’s tone showed as she ruffled her brunette curls. Her pale blue eyes flickered over towards where her husband was standing, motioning for a maid to come to her. “Wash my things.” She ordered, waving her hand towards the bathroom before rubbing a finger along her husband’s stubble. “Yes, Izabella Sykes.” His deep voice informed her, confirming that he had been awake and paying attention at Michael’s birthday party. “Something wrong with that, my dear?” The older man ask as he cleared his throat so he could pronounce things clearer. The glare he received from his wife didn’t really phase him as he brushed the look off her face with a sweet smile of his own.

"Don't you realize what it could do to our reputation?" Michael's mother sounded a bit defensive as she glared at her husband.
"Not really. They're just kids." Feeling a bit of heat from the glare, his father winced slightly.
"You idiot! We're the Evans' family. Not Evans-Sykes family!"

Shrugging, the older male straightening his posture, his hands moving to the tie around his neck. Truthfully, he didn’t see why his wife was so persistent on their reputation. If anything, he was the one that should have been concerned with it. Yet, you didn’t see him jumping to conclusions about everything. The two teenagers were just kids, and he doubted that his son would suddenly drop down on one knee and propose. Deciding not to speak against his wife’s wishes. If there was one thing he learned about a female, it was not to question the females. Watching his wife out of the corner of his eye, he wasn’t too surprised when he detected a scowl on the girl’s face.

"You did something, didn't you?" Accusingly, the older woman rested her hand on her husband's chest.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Playing dumb, the male hid his emotions from the seductive woman.
"You're a bad liar, you know that?"
"I still don't know what you mean."
"Yes you do. Don't lie to me!"

Falling under the pressure of his wife, the emotionless face was soon filled with guilt underneath the woman’s glare. “Fine. You’re right.” He said curtly, trying to wrap up the conversation as he clapped his hand. Waltzing over towards the fire, he took the poker and jabbed at the burning wood in the fire place. “What did you do?” The woman purred in his ear, making him shiver as he prodded at the fire once again. Refusing to slip under the seductive words, the male pressed his lips together, only making it harder for him to blurt things out. “By God, if you don’t tell me, I’ll shove that poker so far up you a--” The glare she received from her husband sent chills down the mother’s spine. “Shut up. This is my house, and you’ll go by my rules.” He growled, catching the woman’s attention instantly as she nodded dumbly.

Not knowing what else to do, Michael’s mother settled into a chair, grabbing one of the fluffy pillows. Resting it on her lap, her gaze turned towards her husband as he continued to poke at the embers of the fire. “Please, I’m worry about my son.” She practically whispered, for once afraid of defying her beloved husband. “You mean our son.” The husband added to her sister as his blue eyes snapped towards his wife. “Didn’t I say that?” The attitude was back in the woman’s voice as her eyes suddenly hardened at the thought of being bossed around by her husband. Since when did he grow balls to stand up for himself? Not really likely the new confidence her husband had, she crossed her arms over her chest and settled into a glare. “Don’t be like that.” Her husband’s tone softened as he placed the poker on the fire place and made his way towards his wife. Brushing his finger against her cheek lightly, the older man hoped that his wife would calm down and realize he was the man in the relationship.

“Why shouldn’t I? I don’t even know where our son is!” On the verge of tears, the woman threw herself into her husband’s arms. Burying her face in the crook of his neck, fresh tears stained at his suit as he patted her back. “You might not, but I do.” Soft and caring, the man spoke out towards his wife, placing a quick kiss on the side of her cheek. “If you want, I can take you there.” He told her soothingly as the sobs ceased, and she glanced up at her husband. A puzzling expression came over her as she stared up at him with soft eyes. “Could you, dear?” The older woman actually sounded more like a small child rather than the thirty-eight year old she happened to be. Nodding quietly, the male helped them both up, lacing his fingers through his wife’s fingers. “Yes, I can. You might want to change into something warmer.” The forty-two year old told her with an apologetic smile.

Strolling into the closet hand-in-hand, the older couple peered at each other before leafing through the clothing. Michael’s father picked something that had been a bit more practical. Plucking out a pair of blue jeans along with his college sweatshirt, he pulled them on in the bathroom before coming back out into the closet. A smile greeted his lips as he gazed at what his wife happened to be wearing. For once, she didn’t look like one of those stars on the red carpet - instead she looked relaxed. The Aerospatiale jeans were snug on her figure and the baggy shirt she wore didn’t cling to her skin like usual. “You look absolutely adorable.” He muttered towards her, kissing each of her fingertips before motioning for the butler nearest to them. “Get the limo ready. Stack it with some wine, I have a feeling it won’t be just the two of us.” The confusion that settled over his wife soon disappeared when she realized what he was saying. At the thought of his plan, the woman’s face paled as he threw her a charming smile. Cupping her cheek in one hand, the elegant man leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “Honey, don’t worry about it. You’ll do just fine.” The older man assured her, slipping his hand through his as he pulled her closer towards him. “Master Evans, your limo awaits.” The deep voice greeted them as he swept out a large arm towards the door. “After you, my dear.” In his best manner, the male followed close behind his wife, their hands still linked together.

When Izabella refused to comment back on him calling her beautiful, he took it as a sign of defeat. “Don’t I always?” Michael teased the girl, hoping that she wouldn’t get offended by his remark. Lacing one of his hands through the girl’s, he couldn’t help but find her adorable as she covered her mouth in embarrassment. Hoping that his heart was hammering too loud, the male bent down and pried her hand off her mouth. Kissing her softly, he hoped that he hadn’t overstepped the boundary that was set up between the two. “Excuse me for that. I felt it was necessary.” Seeing the blush on Izabella’s face, the smile that made its way onto his face surprised him. Hopefully Izabella wouldn’t be too mad about what he had done. The kiss was definitely uncalled for, but he couldn’t help himself when it came to her. He couldn’t pass up opportunities like he had a moment ago. “I’m sorry, that was uncalled for.”

Still apologizing like crazy, Michael felt even more flustered when Izabella’s dad popped up. For a moment, his grip on the girl tightened, afraid that her dad would order her inside the house. “To the gate it is…if we don’t get stopped.” Offering the girl a sad smile, he motioned towards her father before letting his hands slip from the girl. Straightening his posture, the male offered his hand out towards Izabella’s father. “Michael Evans. I’m sorry to intrude on your premises, sir.” Michael offered his apology out towards her father, praying that he would start to yell at him like some other people he knew.

When the older male started for his daughter, Michael stepped aside to let him get to her. Suddenly hearing the sound of a car on the gravel, the male turned towards the gate and watched in bewilderment as his mother scrambled out of the seat with her father. “Father! You promised!” Panic suddenly seized the male as his mother persuaded the guards to open the gate for her. Suddenly feeling his mother’s arms around his neck, the male actually relaxed into the hug. Throwing a thankful glanced towards his father, who was out of breath from chasing his wife. “I want you to have the time of your life, dear. Go out and have some fun. I have to have a little chat with Izabella’s family.” Choking back the tears in her voice, his mother let go of the grip she had on her son, straightening out her attire before turning to call for Izabella’s dad. Seeing that she had changed into something more comfortable, the male laced his fingers through hers. “We might want to get out of here before they change their minds.” Michael’s voice displayed the disbelief he felt as he waited for Izabella to respond.

[Runaway_Coke17]

ραякεя ʝɑɱєƨ κɩɳ∂ℓϵ

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❝She drove him to it. I'm sure of that.❞


Parker could tell that Skylar was beginning to get pissed at him. Truthfully, he thought she deserved everything that would be given to her. If he could manage to get himself to inflict some type of pain on her, he knew he would be hooked on it. All he wanted to do was get the female to admit what she really did to cause his friend to pass away so violently. If Caleb had passed away by natural causes, none of this would have happen. Unfortunately, he knew that his ex-girlfriend fit into the puzzle piece somehow. Right now, he was focused on where she fit in at.

Glancing over at Skylar, Parker actually found himself wondering what she was thinking about. Chewing on his lip quietly, the male almost reached forward to touch the girl. Stretching out his fingers for a moment, he pulled back and turned his gaze over towards the girl. Cocking his head to the side, he watched her silently before deciding to speak up. “What are you thinking about?” His tone was soft instead of the sarcastic one he had been using to speak out towards the female. You couldn’t really blame him, though. He was just in shock that his best friend had passed away at a young age. Scratching lightly at the stubble on his chin, the male couldn’t exactly recall much silence in their previous meeting.

Parker couldn’t help but long to have his old relationship with Skylar back. They would stay up at night just holding hands counting the stars. Hell, he even reminded their first date when he had been so nervous about taking her out. All of his friends warned him that she had an attitude and to watch his back, but she ended up only help Parker out. They had gone to the bowling alley where the greasy pizza was famous for giving old people heart attacks. The bowling shoes smelled like the Febreeze stuff that was continuously played on commercials. That had been the night when he tripped over his shoelace and fell flat on his face. Laughing to himself at the thought, Skylar still managed to stay with him and even helped him up only to realize he had hit all the pines. That day was one of the days he would cherish for a while, but his favorite memory with the girl was the day they had stayed out all night. Parker could still see the headlights from his mother’s car when she finally discovered them hanging out in an old tree house. They hadn’t been doing anything, just sitting up there chatting and occasionally making out. He had been so embarrassed when his mother climbed up there and demanded to know what was going on. Neither Skylar nor Parker had considered that his mother was even up at nearly five in the morning. To their surprise, she had been waiting for them. Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he wasn’t too surprised when he realized that he was smiling at nothing. Shaking his head and pulling himself together, the male turned his stony glare over on Skylar, not too happy that she was squirming around again. Seeing her head turn away from him, Parker knew it was because of the cigarette lodged between his lips.

When she began to taunt him about smoking, Parker rolled his eyes before plucking the cigarette out of his mouth. “Ah, shut the hell up.” He muttered, not caring if the female actually became anger with him. Knowing Skylar, she would be due to the fact that her attitude matched with her hair color. Most redheads were usually feisty, but he knew this girl would be a bit worse than others. Skylar was known for her temper which wasn’t too good when the couple managed to bicker. Well, when they use to yell at each other. “It’s my body, and I can do what I want with it.” He growled, settling back down on the couch with his legs stretched out.

As Parker went to get a shirt, he wasn’t too surprised to see that the female had moved a little bit. Dragging the chair back in place, the male couldn’t help but taunt her a bit. “Too bad you couldn’t get out, huh?” The taunting tone he took on pulled a smile onto the male’s lips as he appeared in front of her. Grabbing her face, he was glad to actually be able to touch the female. The craving to touch her had been strong, and he couldn’t resist it now that he was so close to her. “Just be glad I haven’t do anything else to you. Cherish the moments I give you.” He sneered, rubbing his own freedom in her face before slipping the cigarette between the girl’s lips. Patting her head like she was just dog he owned, the male didn’t bother picked up the cigarette when she jerked her head from his grasp.

Knowing Skylar, the girl would probably hold his actions against him for as long as knew each other. Sure, it was childish to hold a grudge, but he wasn’t going to tell Skylar that. He was already six feet under the water, all he was waiting for was the female to push him further down. Shrugging his shoulder to himself, he paused for a moment when he realized what the female had told him. Her words sliced through him like a knife, but he couldn’t really blame her. If the situation had been the opposite, he would be saying the same things with just a bit more resentment towards whoever his captor was. Finding himself facing her, the male squatted down, leveling his eyes with Skylar’s. “Baby, don’t talk like that. You know you wanted to see me.” Parker brushed aside a strand of reddish hair as a small smirk tugged at his lips. Knowing his words were right, the male kissed to her his fingers, pressing them against Skylar’s lips. “Consider that a kiss - from me to you.” The male told her before hoisting himself up again.

Dusting his hands off, the male felt a bit bored with the girl. Stepping on the cigarette, he stomped out the ashes before nestling back into the couch. Staring up at the ceiling, he could feel his eyelids start to droop down a bit. Hearing the female speak up once again, the male sighed, not bothering to say much to her. Parker didn’t really feel up to chatting with Skylar. Sure she was a beautiful female, but she had ticked him off too much for him to have a decent conversation. When she began to insult himself once again, the smile that made its way onto his face was masking the frustration. “But you love me or you did. Like I care what you think about my, Skye.” The boy told her with the same cold tone he had received from the hostile Skylar. The male didn’t really mind being called an a*****e. It hadn’t been the first time someone had insulted him using the words that were suppose to crush his heart. Truthfully, the only thing that would crush his gentle soul was if Skylar admitted to despising him - not loving him.

Parker almost went into shock when he heard what the girl had said next. Popping up, he tilted his head a bit, turning his gaze towards the girl. Shockingly, he didn’t expect her to say that she had actually thought of a feature with her. Smiling, more towards himself, the male let his eyes drop to the floor as guilt washed through him. “Really? You thought about that?” His tone (along with his face) softened a bit as he rubbed his hands together. “Things do change, though.” He murmured as he smiled sadly at the girl before turning his gaze over towards the kitchen of the house. Running his fingers through his hair, the brunette leaned back on the couch, returning his gaze towards the girl. “Look…” For a moment, Parker was about to apologize but then remembered Caleb.

Spilling out his feelings for Skylar wasn’t something that he had intended on. To his dismay, though, he ended up blurting them out anyway. For some reason, he knew that it had been Skylar that led to his friend’s suicide. A frown pulled down his lips as he glared over at the girl with his chocolate eyes. All at once the hatred he felt towards the other piled on top of him as he resist the need to slap some sense into the girl. Taking a few deep breaths, the male successful managed to calm himself down before listening intently to Skylar. “Suicide. That’s what I said.” Earnestly, the male nodded his head as he waited for the girl to collect her thoughts. Collecting his own, the male couldn’t quite comprehend why she was so surprised by what he had said. “Well, I thought about it and took a couple pills. When that attempt failed, I just gave up. I figured I would date you again.”

Seeing how honesty came in handy, Parker decided that it was best to try and calm himself down. Stressing out about Skylar’s attitude would only increase the tension between them. A small sigh escaped his lips as he thought about apologizing once again. Opening his mouth, it was like his words were lodged in his throat, unable to escape on their own free will. Instead of forcing the words out, he shut his mouth and pressed his lips together, deep in thought. Hearing the girl speak up, his eyes snapped towards her as he listened to what she had to say. The sudden need to hug her was strong, but Parker remained rooted to his spot. “You w-were going to apologize?” Slipping up on a word, the male couldn’t get himself to face Skylar as he remained there solemnly. “What happened between you two? Did you fight or something?” Deciding to jump to the point, he finally decided that it was best to make contact with the girl. Lifting his own chocolate eyes, he watched the girl silently. Lacing his own fingers together, he didn’t move his gaze as he sat there with a bit of patience in his eyes.

[Runaway_Coke17]

ｋｒｉｓｔｉａｎＧＡＢＲＩＥＬｙｏｒｋ

iwantyourloveJe veux ton ａｍｏｕｒ
iwantyourloveloveEt je veux ta ｒｅｖａｎｃｈｅ
iwantyourloveloveloveJe ｖｅｕｘ ton amour
iwantyourlovelovelovelovejust give it to me all.
iwantyourloveloveloveloveloveyour love for me fuels my ｐａｓｓｉｏｎ.


dotdotheartheart<3►xxｊｅ ｔ`ａｉｍｅ, Ｔａｂｉｔｈａ

alexis alexis alexis

Kristian wasn’t satisfied with actually keeping their relationship a secret, but Tabitha made it up to her. The sweet kisses they shared still managed to make her stomach flip. No matter how many times they might kiss each other, she knew she wouldn’t be able to get use to the feeling. She loved the way they seemed to piece together like a puzzle. It was actually like they were meant for each other, but she wasn’t going to say anything just yet. Kristian didn’t know exactly how long they would last. With all the secrets, she would be surprised if they lasted longer than a week. The thought saddened her, but she wanted nothing but the best for Tabs.

Feeling pleased with her luck, Kristian decided to be thankful for what she had. Even if she couldn’t tell her friends about her relationship with Tabitha, she could at least convince them to hang out with her. They were a bit wild, but she was sure her girlfriend would be able to handle it. Her friends wouldn’t get too suspicious of it - especially with their parents being married now. If they complained about it, Kristian knew she would be force to do what they wanted, but she would try not to pout about it. At least it was better than fighting with Tabitha. Thinking about it, she wondered what would have happened if they didn’t get along. She doubted that it would change her feelings, just probably cause Kristian to want the girl more than usual. Standing there with her girlfriend, she wanted noting more than to forget about going home. Maybe just take one night away from their parents? Twirling a strand of hair for a moment, she pried her attention from the bird, deciding to focus on Tabitha instead. Sweeping her eyes over the girl in front of her, a small smile made its way onto her delicate lips.

Thinking about the feeling in the pit of her stomach, she knew that it wasn’t something that was bad. It was definitely new to her, but it wasn’t something she wanted to question. Pretty soon she would get use to the dizzying kisses along with the feeling in her stomach, well, if they lasted that long. Kristian really hoped that they lasted for a little while unlike those flings that survived a whole week. “I do too. It would be fun.” She replied with the familiar grin that like to fit itself over her lips. Tilting her head a bit, she ponder the thought of what would happen if they had classes together.

Admitting up to her defeat was pretty hard for Kristian, but she managed somehow. It was easier giving up to her girlfriend rather than someone she didn’t really like. Hell, it would be hard admitting it to anyone at school or in her family. Yet, she felt oddly comforted that Tabitha had been the one to get her with the smartass comebacks. “You’re a smart a**, you know that?” Kristian had a feeling that the other female was sure about that, but she decided to prove it to her anyway. Relaxing her grip on the girl a bit, she was happy to have her as a girlfriend. As much as she might want to tell someone about their relationship, for some reason she felt the need to keep it a secret.

Even if she told her friends, she knew they would be too busy gushing over how cute they were to even stop and think about the consequences of it getting out. They were bond to mention in front of her parents or if they ever came over for some reason. Her attention was redirected when Tabitha said something to her. Seeing her fail at trying to act so serious, she couldn’t help but smile at the girl. “It looks like I’m not the only one with bad acting.” She poked fun at the girl, softly giggled before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Having Tabitha’s head against her, she almost felt as if it really was Heaven on Earth. She had waited so long for this moment to happen, and she was surprised that it had even happened. Sure, she had dreamed of actually forming a relationship with the girl, but she never knew it would actually happen. The sigh from Tabitha comforted the female as she rested her own head on the girl. Seeing how the girl didn’t take her sexual sentence too bad, she was glad the girl could actually take a joke. It wouldn’t have been too funny if she had gotten made over the statement. Still, it came as a shock when she actually admitted to it being nice. Actually, she had to agree with Tabitha on that one. It would have been nice, but she wasn’t up to rushing the relationship. Kristian was afraid to kiss the girl - much less take it a couple steps further. A relationship was better when it wasn’t rushed and that was how she wanted their relationship to be. Sighing softly to herself, the smile on her lips faltered a bit before finally disappearing from her lips. She wasn’t disappointed with anything, but she was still wondering what would happen to them.

Kristian could tell Tabitha was a bit embarrassed about asking about her relationship with her mother. To her, she didn’t really care if someone randomly came up and asked her. The thought of a weak relationship with her mother was disappointing, but the stubborn red-head blamed the older female. It was her fault that she couldn’t face the fact that her daughter liked both girls and boys. In her mother’s mind, if you liked the same sex, you were homosexual. So, she held a grudge against her mother, but she did love her. Kristian just wanted to feel a bit appreciated and accepted by her mother. Running her fingers through her own hair, the female felt her cheeks heat up when she felt Tabitha press her lips on her cheek. “I’m feeling a lot better now.” She couldn’t help but grin over at Tabitha, her mouth slightly parted to let out a faint chuckle.

Kristian found herself getting caught up in the moment, pulling back slightly. Not wanting to take it to fast, she closed her eyes, sighing softly. Kissing her girlfriend once more on the lips, she hoped that the other didn’t take her actions too personal. The girl just wasn’t ready to go too far - especially knowing they probably wouldn’t stop each other. The grip on her hips tightened slightly as a smile spread itself on the girl’s lips. Realizing the girl’s glasses were off again, she pursed her lips in thought. “Are you far-sighted or near-sighted?” The random question slipped from the girl’s lips before she could stop it. Smiling sheepishly, she listened to what the other had to say. The red tint that had faded from her cheeks suddenly popped up again. “And you have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that.” It wasn’t really much of a comeback, but Kristian knew that it was true. Not surprisingly, though, she felt Tabitha’s lips back on her own. Not bothering to pull back this time, she had learned to accept the feelings that she felt towards her step-sister. Sure, you might say it was all hormones, but she couldn’t help but feel herself falling for the girl. Oh lord, what was happening?

[Runaway_Coke17]

↘ohlordshesbeautiful↙

Ｋｙｌｅ Ｍｉｃｈａｅｌ Ｈｅｎｎｅｓｓｅｙ

aka mr. bad boy

Being around the three girls made him feel a bit like a doll. He was helpless - at least until Masahiko arrived. “Friends? More like babes who like to taunt me.” Mickey chuckled, not really surprised when Alley taunted him about the beard he had going on. Truthfully, the soft patch of hair didn’t really look like a beard, but he was trying to grow it out. Yet, every time it would grow to a certain length, he felt the need to shave it all off. Surprisingly, he wasn’t too offended at what the girl had said. By now, he had learned that women said things just to see what ticked the male off. If that was the case, the girls would have to do something better to get him to squirm. “Actually, you would be surprised at how many girls actually like the tuff of hair.” The smirk that made its way onto his face was a bit mocking as he turned his eyes back to his friend. “Care to get a couple of these ladies away from me? It seems they like to pick on my beard.” Pretending to be sadden by the fact, he puffed out his lips in a cute little pout before chuckling as he turned his attention over towards Alaska. He was glad when he actually discovered the female was shocked he had pulled the cigarette from her lips. He might not have enjoyed cigarettes, but he wasn't going to let the opportunity to flirt slide away. "Only if you want to be. If not, I'll just stick with calling you Alaska." Mickey felt her arm slip back around him, glad that they had returned to flirting with each other.

Flipping back over towards the subject of jealousy, Mickey wriggled his eyebrows before speaking out towards Alaina. “I think I might just steal your girlfriend away from you. Better keep her hidden.” Winking towards Alaska, laughter slipped from his throat as he ran his fingers through his hair once again. When Alaska commented on the chick that died, he pressed his lips together as he suddenly felt a bit of sadness roll through him. True, he might not have known the girl, but he did feel bad she had left the world so early and left her friends to fend for themselves. That was the whole reason Mickey was talking to them all - to help them cope a bit with the death. Hearing Alley speak up, the smirk on his face widened when he thought about how clueless she happened to be. [******** the mall. We’ll make our own fun.” He told her with the mischievous gleam in his chocolate eyes. “As long as it doesn’t involve going home, I’m fine.” Mickey despised his parents at the moment, but he knew he would end up getting over it in a day or so. That was pretty obvious. For now, he would just have to crash at Masahiko's place or someone else's house. Thinking about Cecilia, he actually began to wonder what she was like. It was obvious that something had caused her to take her life, but he wasn’t sure what. Shaking the thoughts out of his mind, the male stole a quick glance at his own house. Seeing how the couple went inside, he doubted they would even think he skipped school. Oh well, if the school called, he would just deal with their yelling later.

Still, Mickey couldn’t help but wonder how the girls were dealing with the grief of losing a friend. If it had been Mickey, a nice glass of hot chocolate and a week or so in bed would be enough to deal with. Then again, these were girls, and they might deal with it differently. Thinking about the rumors, he studied Alaska with his eyes, trying to find some sign that would point out she was cutting herself. The only thing she did was scratch her arms - which was pretty common. As for the smoking rumors, he was pretty sure those were confirmed. Watching how the girl’s reacted towards Azalea, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and wonder about them. They were touchy feely no matter who you were which only seemed to make matters more awkward for him. It was true he was use to two girls embracing, but these just seemed to act like they were all together. Well, the good thing was that they weren’t fighting. That was something Mickey couldn’t stand unless he caused it. “Like I said, the nerds.” He had never really been a big fan of school since they shoved your education down your throat. It was irritating how the were relentless on letting up on homework. Well, not that he ever did it anyways. Returning his thoughts to the girls, he was a bit curious as to if they all would skip. Knowing his friends, they would be game for it no matter what, but you couldn’t be too sure of some of them - especially Matthew. Mickey knew the kid was a nerd and all, but he couldn’t help but wonder if he would really skip school. Throwing a glance around the place, he wouldn’t be too surprised if the male was already at school and setting up his school stuff.

Immersed in his thoughts, the male actually reminded silent and stopped talking to the girl. Moving his eyes from one girl to the next, he attempted to remember the rumors about them. Truthfully, he had only been concerned with the rumors about Alaska, but he could recall a few others. Glancing over at Alley, he had heard from a few of his friends about how easy she was to get in bed. Judging by the way she had teased him, he wouldn’t doubt that she had become some sort of slut. As for Azalea, he couldn’t really recall much about the girl - except for the fact she could fight pretty well. That really wasn’t much of a surprise due to the fact that he had witnessed one of the fights himself. For now, he was just going to stay away from the girl and try and stay on her bad side. If she decided to fight him, Mickey knew he couldn’t bring himself to hit a girl. It would just be impossible to even convince himself to. Suddenly whipping his head towards one of the females, a smirk crawled onto his face when his nickname was said. “That’s what I go by. It’s better than being known as Kyle. What kind of name is that?” Not bothering to hide his distaste of his real name, the male couldn’t recall the last time someone had called him that. Well, actually he could but that teacher happened to be one that cocked an attitude with him. Smirking at the memory, he knew that the teacher would be wise next time and call him Mickey. As for his parents, he blamed them for anything that went wrong in life. They were the main cause of it hence why he refused to see his mother. Knowing the alcoholic wasn’t something he wanted to do.

With his arm casually around Alaska, Mickey prayed that his friends would keep the taunting down to a minimum. It seemed that the girls around him enjoyed to torture him along with the people that might pop up later. His friends knew about his small infatuation with the girl, but he hoped that he wasn’t making it too obvious with his actions. Hell, if that was the case then he might as well like all of the girls. A flirty personality had always been latched onto Mickey, but he never abused it. Like Alley, he had limits as to who he would flirt with. His friends’ girlfriends and crushes happened to be one of them. Though, it was a bit hard not to flirt with the girls in front of him since they teased him about his beard and numerous other things. Throwing at glance at the only other guy near him, Mickey thought about what Alaska had asked. “You think the others would get mad if we left them?” Deciding to let Hiko choose whether or not they guy, he didn’t really want to be responsible for keeping the girls there. “So, I guess we’re walking to the place?"

Hearing what Alaska added, Mickey couldn’t help but feel a bit of panic slip in. Sure he was a known partier, but he wasn’t comfortable with trashing a place. If Alaska insisted, though, he knew he couldn’t let the chance slip away from him. When she mentioned liquor, he wondered how much trouble he would get in with all the girls. Drinking alcohol was something he was use to, but he could get a bit clinging when he began to drink. Not only would he cling to you, but he also had a habit of wondering off to places. Plus, to top it all off, that was when the girls would ask about the sex topic. Being as wasted as he was, Mickey would always agree without knowing what he was really doing. “I’m up for some drinking. Hell, I can even get a couple packs of cigarettes.” Being eighteen definitely had its perks. Sure you couldn’t buy drinks legally, but you could purchase a pack of cigarettes just like anyone else in the town. Letting his back pack drop from his shoulder, the male pushed it away from the street, not really caring that he left it out in the open. If his parents saw it and got mad at him, the could just add it to the list of complaints they had against him. There was no doubt in his mind that they would lecture him if and when he managed to get home.

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Look at him
Look at me.
That boy is bad

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мadeline נessica кelley

nopehedidn'tbet your God didn`t warn you about me!

did he, doll?nopehedidn't.

Madeline’s teal eyes demanded answered as she let the cigarette hang loosely from her plump lips. The girl’s need for nicotine didn’t really shock her since she had been smoking for a while now. Despite her mother’s attempt at sheltering her, the girl found it easy to hide things behind her mother’s back. Having a lot of practice, the female wasn’t too surprised that she could hold in the horrifying things she had done to several people. Then again, holding in your true sexuality from your homophobic parents seemed worse - or at least to Maddy. Smirking to herself, the female couldn’t help but feel her patience running thin with the other. Why could she just hurry up and answer already? Inhaling deeply, the stinging in her throat soothed her fried nerves as she pulled the cigarette from her lips, letting out a puff of smoke into the air. Maddy let her eyes throw glances around her, hoping that whoever the female was, she didn’t bring others with her. “Hopefully.” The girl muttered to herself, not caring whether the other heard her or not. Truthfully, the girl wasn’t much of a people person unless you managed to get her into a night club with upbeat music and a couple of drinks. That was when she could actually be whatever you wanted her to be. Smirking, the female replaced the cigarette with her own eyes still searching for an answer.

Hearing the girl stutter, Madeline couldn’t help but let a smile crawl onto her face. Yes, it was true she could be intimidating at times but this was ridiculous. The female in front of her didn’t even know her name - much less how frustrating it could be to hear someone stumble on their words. “Do you speak English?” Deciding to be a bit of a smartass, the girl spoke slow, making sure that she pronounced each other the words clearly. Rolling her eyes at the girl, she couldn’t help but feel disappointed that someone who could actually form a sentence didn’t show up. It would definitely be interesting to try and convince them she wasn’t burying a hole. If she could, Maddy would have just passed it off as making out with someone there. It was dark enough to hide a couple that didn’t want to be found. When a sentence actually slipped from the other’s lips, the girl raised her eyebrow as the smirk soon slipped from her mouth. The dryness in the other girl’s voice made the worse come out in the girl as a sneer lifted up her lips. “Well aren’t you just a smartass?” The sentence came out more like a growl than anything that had been said earlier. True she could tolerate sarcasm but coming from someone she didn’t know; didn’t really please the female. Pulling the cigarette out of her mouth, the female couldn’t help but feel a bit intrigued by the other girl.

How did the girl even get out there? Unanswered questions drifted through her head as the brunette pulled on her ponytail. Releasing the curly locks of hair, she ran her fingers through them, fluffing out her hair a bit before returning her attention towards the other girl. Sneaking a peek at the body in the hole, she was relieved to realize that it was concealed under some of the dirt she kicked in. Hearing what the girl said, her eyes narrowed a bit as she released the grip she had on the extra shovel. Blowing out a bit of smoke, the girl tossed the cigarette aside, not bothering to step on it like she usually did. Brushing strands of hair out of her face, she was glad to have a bit of help from other person. Leaning on the shovel for a moment, she watched the girl shovel a bit of dirt into the hole before joining in herself. Picking up the shovel, she began to move the dirt back into the hole she ended up digging. Pausing for a moment to let the other girl finish up the work, she steadied her breathing to help her out a bit. Still studying the girl with her eyes, she pursed her lips, trying to decode the other female beside her.

Who the hell was she? Madeline felt the need to pull out another cigarette, but she kept her hands glued to the shovel handle. Running her tongue over her lips, she bit her lip softly, cocking her head to the side in puzzlement. How did she even end up out there in the middle of nowhere? “Yeah, I want to know who you are. On top of that, I want to know how the ******** you got here.” Her tone was a bit rude, but the female didn’t really care about how she spoke out towards the other. In her mind, the girl had intruded on her privacy, therefore she deserved every bit of the tone. Glancing around them, she actually started to consider moving to a new location if she wanted to bury the bodies of her victims. The dark-haired girl in front of her might be the first victim in the secluded location. Running her fingers through her hair, she let go of the shovel she was holding, turning her back on the other person. Listening to a soft thump on the ground, Maddy confirmed with a quick glance that it had been the shovel. Strolling towards the opened car door, the female ducked in as she rummaged through some of the junk in the back seat. Pulling out a small, see through piggy bank, she pulled out the money she stole from the male and slide it into the bank. Shoving it back underneath the seat, the female wasn't really all that concerned with the other person attempting to rob her. Not only did the girl seem too innocent for that, but she always reminded Madeline of the type of person who knew where danger lurked.

If her hunch was correct, she was willing to bet that the other girl wouldn’t dare cross her. Mostly because she swore that a bit of the man’s pale hand was sticking out from the dirt she had kicked in. Dusting her hands off, the female turned her stunning eyes over towards the girl that had helped her. Still not knowing her name, she crossed her arms over her chest, fiddling a bit with the bracelet around her wrist. Not having much luck with the girl, her eyes hardened into somewhat of a glare as she continued to examine the girl. Running her eyes up the girl’s figure, she did have to admit that whoever she was, had a banging body. Unfortunately, getting into a relationship with someone wasn’t the first thing on her list of things to do. “You must be some kind of mute. You barely talk, doll.” Madeline used a bit of seduction in her sentence, not really sure which way the female swung her bat. If she was dealing with a normal girl, she might not be effected by her words. Other than that, any normal person might speak out towards her in some way. Whether the girl would insult her or not, she wasn’t concerned with really what she might do. It was Maddy that had the years of experience with a knife and the ability to whoop someone’s a** in a fight. Well, at least she hoped she was more skilled than the other girl.

Sighing lightly to herself, the female rubbed her temples as she started to wonder what she should do about the girl. “I guess since you helped me out, I’m in your debt.” Actually getting the sentence to come out, she was surprised with herself to realize that her lips allowed for it to come out. It was obvious that Madeline didn’t go around saying that to just anyone. Only to beautiful girls that stumbled on her actually burying a body. Plus, she had helped with burying the body in the dirt. That had to count for something, right? Hearing the girl suddenly ask for water, she figured that she would be after filled up a shallow hole in the ground. Fumbling with her stuff, she finally produced a bottle of water, frowning when she realized it was her last bottle. Thankfully she wasn’t too thirsty and decided to give it to the other girl. “Yeah, it’s the last bottle.” Tossing it over towards the girl, Maddy hoped that the other had some transportation to get her away from the secluded area. Refusing against herself, she closed her eyes as a forced smile made its way onto her lips. “Do you need a ride? I can take you to your house?” Well, at least if she took the other to her house, she knew where the girl lived. Hell, she could even return to the girl’s home if she found out the other leaked what had happened out there.

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Got no salvation
Got no religion
My religion is you
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iwantyourloveJe veux ton ａｍｏｕｒ
iwantyourloveloveEt je veux ta ｒｅｖａｎｃｈｅ
iwantyourloveloveloveJe ｖｅｕｘ ton amour
iwantyourlovelovelovelovejust give it to me all.
iwantyourloveloveloveloveloveyour love for me fuels my ｐａｓｓｉｏｎ.


dotdotheartheart<3►xxｊｅ ｔ`ａｉｍｅ, Ｔａｂｉｔｈａ

alexis alexis alexis

Secrets were the only thing Kristian couldn’t be trusted with. In this case, though, she knew she would have to keep this one under the radar. She knew it wasn’t going to be hard to keep their relationship a secret, but she wished she could confide in someone. Unfortunately, the only person she truly trusted was in her arms at the moment. Leafing through a list of friends, she couldn’t really pick out a certain one that could keep a secret. Kaleb was a good guy for secrets, but she wasn’t too sure he would accept the fact that they were dating. Yes, he had been the one she told about the crush, but he had mumbled something when Tabitha’s mother came home with her dad that she didn’t quite catch.

As for her other friends, Kristian wasn’t really worried they would judge Tabitha harshly. If they did, they knew better than to voice it out towards her. It was doubtful harsh thoughts would even come across their minds when they realized how much the girl adored Tabitha. Sure, she wouldn’t be able to show her affection, but she could at least be sweet towards her. Kristian didn’t bother telling the other female she wanted their relationship to be known. As much as she enjoyed the idea of an open relationship, she knew it would get to their parents sooner or later. Not only would it end in disaster, but it would always prove a bit difficult to get her dad ever to trust her around Tabitha.

Kristian knew it would take a little while for her to get use to a couple of things. If they lasted as long as she hoped, she would be able to get rid of the blush that appeared on her face nearly every time they kissed. It was bizarre that someone had control over her emotions, but it felt relieving all at the same time. Tabitha was one of the only people in her life to ever seem to make her knees feel weak. Sure, she had flings in the past, but that was all they were. There wasn’t any attraction towards them like she felt with the girl in front of her. Lacing her fingers through Tabitha’s, she was amazed by how they seemed to fit so perfectly. Kristian knew that the simple gesture had to point out that things were going to go well. When her girlfriend questioned her, the female smirked, nodding a little bit.

“I was thinking about coming back here tonight when the parents are asleep.” Throwing out her thoughts, she wasn’t sure how the other female would react to them. It was obvious that they would come there alone with each other, but she was going to leave out the part of wanting to stay the night there. “Then we can just go home if we feel like it.” Yes, sneaking out on a school night was pretty daring - especially since the cops prowled around at night. Yet, she couldn’t help but want to actually get a night alone with her girlfriend. Once they made it back to her house, all the affection and flirting would end up disappearing. Then again, if Tabitha didn’t want to get cold, she could just sneak the girl in her room.

Hearing Tabitha’s remark about what she had said, Kristian rolled her eyes, laughing softly. Thinking about her girlfriend, it suddenly dawned on her that she would have to hang out with the girl’s friends if she wanted to see her. She didn’t mind the thought of hanging out with her friends, but she was feeling a bit nervous. Normally you would have to worry about your girlfriend’s parents, but she knew she wouldn’t mind Tabitha’s mother. Her friends, on the other hand, would definitely be challenge to get to know. Unfortunately, Kristian knew that she could get a bit obnoxious at times, and she didn’t want to do that with her girlfriend’s friends. It would be awkward having to hang out with them and Tabitha if they couldn’t stand her. Biting on her lip softly, the girl let her eyes down to the ground once again. “Of course you are, Tabs.” Letting her eyes lift from the ground, a smirk replaced the straight line on her lips. Kristian lifted her girlfriend’s hand up, softly placing a kiss on the tip of each finger.

“Smartass. If you got paid for every remark you made, you would be rich.” Unfortunately, they both knew that it wasn’t a job. Kristian suddenly wished that there was, though. If so, they wouldn’t have to worry about getting kicked out of the house. Running her thumb over the girl’s lips, a small smirk formed on her lips before she let his imagination gain control of her mind. Resting her thumb on Tabitha’s cheek, she couldn’t help but want to actually do more than just stand there and make-out. It was natural for hormones to get out of control, but she was restraining herself from doing anything more than kissing. Rushing the relationship wasn’t something she was aiming for. Unlike some people, she thought taking it slow in a relationship let her know how the other person would react to actually doing more. She wouldn’t want someone to run out and start gossiping about how easy she was. But she refused to do anything Tabitha wasn’t ready for.

Returning to the discussion of her mother, Kristian hoped that her girlfriend didn’t feel bad about mentioning the relationship. She was actually glad that her mother wasn’t poking into her business like other people’s mothers. It was much easier to have a distance relationship than have to discuss her problems with the older woman. Letting her hand fall back down to her side, she hoped that the girl didn’t feel too bad about mentioning the relationship she had with her mother. It wasn’t much of a big deal to Kristian. “Do me a favor, don’t feel bad.”

Kristian didn’t care that they were kissing each other, but she didn’t want to talk it too far. With her arms hanging loosely around the girl’s neck, being so close to hard made it hard not to kiss her. So, it wasn’t much surprise when she found her lips pressed against Tabitha’s. It was just impossible to separate her lips from the other’s. No matter how much she might not want to rush the relationship, she wouldn’t stop her girlfriend if the girl wanted to go further. It might seemed awkward for a moment, but she would gradually warm up to the idea. Shaking out thoughts of sex out of her head, she was glad when the girl answered her random question. To Tabitha, she knew that the girl was probably curious as to how that came into the conversations, but she had her unexpected thoughts. Trying to recall which one meant being able to see objects near them, she concluded that she wasn’t as blurry as she thought she was. “Sorry, I was curious.” The girl apologized with a soft chuckle at the end of the sentence. Playing with the sleeve of her own shirt, Kristian couldn’t help but let another smile slide onto her face. “Really now?” When the girl pulled back, she wasn’t too surprised as she pressed her own lips together, knowing she probably went a bit too far. When the girl leaned in once more, their lips connected once again, and she couldn’t help but feel like they belonged together.

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iwantyourloveJe veux ton ａｍｏｕｒ
iwantyourloveloveEt je veux ta ｒｅｖａｎｃｈｅ
iwantyourloveloveloveJe ｖｅｕｘ ton amour
iwantyourlovelovelovelovejust give it to me all.
iwantyourloveloveloveloveloveyour love for me fuels my ｐａｓｓｉｏｎ.


dotdotheartheart<3►xxｊｅ ｔ`ａｉｍｅ, Ｔａｂｉｔｈａ

alexis alexis alexis

Yes, it definitely sucked they had to keep their relationship a secret, but Kristian would managed. Even if she couldn’t keep secrets, she would do her best to cope with the fact that it had to stay hidden. Then again, what harm could it do if she told Kaleb about their relationship? Shrugging off her friend’s name, she truly did trust him but not when it came down to her step-sister. Sadly, she knew that it wasn’t going to end pretty if he accidentally opened his mouth. Kaleb usually wasn’t the guy to do that but even he had moments where important secrets slipped from his lips. Deciding to go with just keeping it to herself, the female pursed her lips a little bit before glancing over at Tabitha. Smiling to herself, she couldn’t help but actually enjoy the thought of being in a relationship with her. If you had told her she would a couple months ago, she would have laughed in your face.

Still, she was just shocked that Tabitha seemed to return the feelings she had. Telling her friends about that wasn’t the best idea Kristian had, but she felt like she was lying to them if she didn’t tell them. Though, it seemed better that they remained in the dark about the whole relationship. What would happen if they didn’t approve of it? Once again puzzling thoughts seized the girl’s mind since she really didn’t know what would happen. If they disapproved of it then that would mean losing friends that she held close to her heart. Pushing the negative thoughts out of her head, Kristian finally decided not to think about the subject any longer. It had been decided that she would keep the secret bottled up until the right moment came along to tell them.

True, they might get mad, but they would get over it. If they disapproved of the relationship, Kristian wasn’t afraid to lose a couple of friends over it. Though, who is to even say they won’t break up by then? Nibbling on her lip a bit, the girl let out a pleased sigh, glad that everything was actually going right in her life. Instead of pressing further with anything, Kristian was determined just to go with the flow and let fate decide what to do. Hopefully, fate or whatever force was controlling them, would at least keep them together for a little while. With all the pressure of keeping it a secret, she wouldn’t be surprised if one of them slipped up. If it happened to be Tabitha, she wouldn’t be mad at all. If it happened to be her, well she just hoped her girlfriend wouldn’t mind the slip up.

Thinking about what she had said, Kristian was glad that her father snored in his sleep. The majority of the time it would drown out the rest of the noises in the house. She could have a party that had music the music bumping against the house, and he still wouldn’t wake up and stop the party. Smirking at the thought, she wasn’t too surprised when Tabitha answered quickly. Instead of the usual riddle, she was glad to actually have a direct answer. “Since when did you become a rebel?” Kristian teased lightly, kissing the tip of her girlfriend’s nose. Thankful she had received a yes, the girl prayed that nothing got in the way of them getting out. Smiling to herself, she knew it wouldn’t be much of a problem for her dad to fall asleep. After a good dinner and a glass of milk, he was off to bed before the news even came on.

Kristian wasn’t surprised when she received yet another smartass comment from Tabitha. Rolling her eyes, the female attempted to resist the need to smile but ended up failing. A small grin nestled on her face, especially when she noticed the blush that had popped up on her girlfriend’s face. Truthfully, she hadn’t expect the girl to get flustered with her actions, but she did enjoy it. Seeing the girl blush was just one of the many things she liked to cause. It always seemed to make her stomach bubble with the thrill of it. “Or you just know how to tease someone.”

Feeling the need to touch the girl in front of her, she ran her thumb along her lips slowly. A smile appeared on Kristian’s face when she thought about how lucky she truly was. To her, Tabitha was beautiful, and she didn’t want to lose her. Taking a next step in the relationship was a bit rushed, which is why she would wait. If things managed to get a bit heated, she would have to stop it herself no matter how bad she might want it. Lust and hormones were hard to control, and she hoped like hell she would be able to stop herself. The other’s voice broke through her train of thoughts as the small smirk returned to her lips. “You’re right. They would end up running out of money. You would definitely end up breaking the poor chaps.” Adding a bit of British into it, the girl couldn’t help but laugh softly at how stupid the sentence had sounded coming out of her mouth.

Kristian still couldn’t get why Tabitha seemed slightly bothered when she asked about the relationship with her mother. Normally she would have told the person to get a life, but her girlfriend deserved the truth. Even if she didn’t have a good relationship with her mother, it didn’t mean she had to hate her and vow for revenge. She just doubted that she could ever trust her as much as she trusted her dad. It was just a simple fact that her father was the much more understanding adult in their relationship. “Good.” She mumbled, still not sure what else to say to the girl.

Kissing Tabitha felt right - even if she was her stepsister. Hell, the thought of a taboo relationship crossed her mind, but she could really care less. As long as her girlfriend wanted to be with her, she would put up with whatever was thrown at them. Considering the fact they weren’t suppose to be together, she knew that a lot of s**t was about to stir up in their little county. Even if they didn’t tell their friends, someone was bound to find out with just the way they looked at each other or by the way they stayed at each other’s side. There were some pretty good body language readers in their school, but she could always scare them into being quiet. Kristian knew having the stereotype of a druggie meant scaring most people into doing what she said. That was the only perk of her label that she actually liked. “That’s a good saying. Did you have help making it up?” With a playful poke, the girl laughed at Tabitha before their lips touched. Not bothering to pull back, she wasn’t too surprised when the other female spoke up once more. The smile on her face faded into a small pout as she glanced over at Tabitha. “That isn’t fair, Tabs! I mean, how am I going to live, especially now that we have to go home?”

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nopehedidn'tbet your God didn`t warn you about me!

did he, doll?nopehedidn't.

Madeline kept her eyes glued on the girl, she settled into a small glare as she leaned back on the car. It was a bit strange had the girl had popped up randomly, but she had a few logical reasons running through her mind. Perhaps there was a house close by that she didn’t know about? Maybe the girl had just seen the headlights and followed her? Either of these reasons would most likely end up in disaster - especially since she had met Maddy. If it had been any other person, they would have just dropped her off at the nearest gas station. Since it happened to be the murderer, she had other plans in mind. If nobody came looking for her, she would just let the girl stay at her house and possibly live. Yet, the attitude she was receiving from the other began to rub at a raw nerve of hers. Truthfully, the girl reminded her of someone she knew in high school. It had been one of those preppy cheerleaders with the fake blonde hair. Thinking about it now, Maddy couldn’t really come up with a name for the girl. Still, she felt the same annoyance towards the unnamed female in front of her as she had with that dingy cheerleader. “Could’ve fooled me.” She grumbled, ignoring the fact that the other's temper had managed to seep through the words. Madeline was more concerned with the fact that a headache was beginning to come on.

The female knew that she was taking a rude tone with the other, but she could care less. This girl had invaded her space, so she wasn’t going to treat her like some angel that had fallen from Heaven. Truthfully, the girl didn’t even believe in the whole ‘God is superior’ thing. That stuff made her want to vomit about how religious everyone could be. Resting her palm of her hand on her cheek, the female let her eyes take in the girl that had arrived. For some reason there happened to be an air of mystery around her, something Madeline wasn’t use to. She was actually use to having the other human decoded and ready to kill. This one would have to remain alive until she could figure out what her story watching. Remembering how the girl stepped on the cigarette, she actually wondered if the other hated people who smoked. Then again, Maddy smoking shouldn’t have been her only concern. The fact that something was buried in a hole should give it away what she was doing out there. Her frustration soon faded as she ran her fingers through her thick curls, leaning her head back on the car. Glancing up at the sky, she was a bit startled to see so many twinkling stars out at night. Living in the city meant tuning out the stars.

Hearing the girl say her name, Madeline raised her eyebrow, wondering who on Earth would name her that. Really, Evangeline just seemed like some kind of name you would call a dog or something like that. “Madeline. Just call me, Maddy. I hate the name my parents gave me.” She shrugged carelessly, not really thinking about giving the other a fake name. It was doubtful that Evangeline would make it out of the desert alive - much less tell her friends who she was. Hearing the story, she decided that it was best not to question the other. It seemed a logical story for being out there at night, but she wasn’t really sure if she believed it. “Sucks for you, huh? Then again, it’s your fault you didn’t check the gas before you left. Clueless, much?” Taunting the girl a bit, she had to admit that she enjoyed seeing the other one frustrated. Not only did Evangeline look a bit sexy mad, but she also enjoyed the sarcasm. Shaking the thoughts out of her head, Maddy scowled at herself for thinking of the other girl as sexy. Yes, she might be a bit mysterious and beautiful but that shouldn’t play a factor in anything.

When the other informed her about the hole, a devious smirk made its way onto her lips. Letting her gaze settle on Evangeline, she decided it was best to let her known. If she told her the truth, the other would either choose to ignore it or just go away like nothing happened. Though, the later wasn’t bound to happen since Madeline had plans for her. “It’s a body. I killed a man.” Saying it now actually sounded quite impossible - especially if you happened to be friends with the girl. Maddy was a woman who had a cold heart, but she respected her friends and elders as much as anyone else would. She just had her moments where she didn’t feel up to being all nice and dandy. Hearing what she said next, a scowl replaced the smile as her teal eyes settled into a death glare towards the other. It seemed that the girl was just begging for her to actually kill her. She might be beautiful and all, but she wasn’t afraid to slit her throat with whatever was already her. “Oh piss off.” The girl growled, not willing to be bossed around by someone who had just shown up.

Madeline knew she wasn’t talking much but at least she was attempting a conversation. The other just seemed to study her like she was a piece of art in a gallery. Catching a glance of the blush that was burning on the girl’s face, she didn’t know whether she was embarrassed or if her seduction was getting to her. Either way, she was willing to bet that the other one wasn’t exactly as straight as Maddy might have thought. Then again, you couldn’t really tell much when it came down to someone blushing. There were numerous things that could make someone blush, not just seduction. Not bothering to reply to what the girl was saying, she strolled over towards Evangeline, grabbing her face gently with her hand. Peering at her, she nodded when the girl told her about living in a different state. No wonder she got lost and looked new to Madeline. “I thought so. You can crash at my place if you want.” She offered, turning the girl’s head to the side as if she was inspecting her. Letting go of the girl’s face, she took a step back and turned towards the car. Jiggling the keys, the sound of metal hitting each other sliced through the silence as she paused for a minute and turned towards the girl. “Well, are you coming or not?” She concluded as the gleam in her plotting eyes sparkled.

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iwantyourloveloveEt je veux ta ｒｅｖａｎｃｈｅ
iwantyourloveloveloveJe ｖｅｕｘ ton amour
iwantyourlovelovelovelovejust give it to me all.
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Kristian didn’t like that fact that she wasn’t allowed to kiss Tabitha in public. Making out in a tree house wasn’t romantic, but she did find it sexy their love was forbidden. It was taboo, which shouldn’t have been encouraged, but she could really care less. Being with Tabitha felt right and that was all that mattered to her. Running her fingers through her hair, she couldn’t help but turn her attention over towards her girlfriend. Her breath seemed to lodge itself into her throat as her heart slammed harder into her chest. For a split moment, she actually considered just telling her she could care less what others thought about their relationship.

The strong desire to just kiss her was in the air, but Kristian did her best to keep her hands still. She just couldn’t bring herself to actually admitting that she wanted to know. It was that she wanted the relationship kept below the radar, but she didn’t want to face the criticism that came along with a taboo relationship. At first, she actually thought she would be able to handle it like the rumors at her school. If you ignored them then it would eventually fade away and wouldn’t touch you again. Unfortunately, having a relationship with Tabitha meant nasty rumors and glares from those around them. Believe it or not, she knew she would lose a couple of friends, but it didn’t matter. Her true friends would stick with her whether they approved of the relationship or not.

Pushing the thoughts of her friends out of her head, she wasn’t really concerned with who would leave her or not. Hopefully, Kaleb would stick beside her due to the fact that he knew every little detail about her. He was the first to actually pick up the vibes that she felt towards Tabitha. He even knew Kristian liked Tabitha before she was even sure of it. Smiling softly at the thought, she couldn’t really believe that she was actually going out with Tabitha. They had established that a little while ago, but she still felt happiness lurking under her skin. She was just glad that she picked someone with a sense of humor. If she hadn’t, things would have been tight, and she wouldn’t be able to handle it. Thankfully, not only did her girlfriend had a sense of humor, but she also had witty remarks to supply the relationship with.

The girl was still startled that Tabitha had actually agreed to sneaking out. She had considered the girl innocent, therefore shattering any thoughts of her actually agreeing to anything like that. Still, she was glad that she was able to persuade her girlfriend into coming back. Waiting for her dad to go to sleep would be a pain in the a**, but she was sure she would be able to stay up. Kristian just hoped that her step-mother just didn’t expect them to go to bed when they did. Her dad went to bed way too early, and she doubted that she could fall asleep at only nine at night. Now the only thing they had to worry about was not getting caught by the cops. Thankfully she didn’t have a record of drugs with them, but she had been caught once or twice when sneaking out to meet her friends at the park. Somehow she managed to sweet talk the cop into letting her go, but the second time it was a chick who couldn’t be budged by persuasive words, which led her dad to knowing about what she had done.

“I guess I did. Forgive me?” With a small pout, she tried to pass off as being sorry but ending up laughing at herself. The female was just glad she wasn’t taking any drama classes or things like that. Otherwise, she was heading down the path to failing the class due to lack of masking her emotions. “I think you’re just a tease.” Smirking to her, the female knew that it was hard to deny the fact. All their flirting centered around teasing each other - whether with jokes or small kisses. Once again the thought of kissing her girlfriend lingered in Kristian’s mind, but she did her best to ignore the feeling.

The smirk on her face soon softened when she saw the blush spread across Tabitha’s cheeks. Something inside of her stirred around, glad that she was able to produce the blush with simple actions. It was always some kind of accomplish when she managed to cause a blush to form on her girlfriend’s face. Thoughts of rushing the relationship flooded out of her mind as she continued to admire the girl’s appearance. “Tabs, you’re beautiful.” She told her softly before letting her hand drop from Tabitha’s face. Snapping out of her thoughts when she heard her girlfriend speak towards her, she laughed as she tried to muffle it with her fingers.

“My day job?” Pausing for a moment, a naughty grin fit itself onto Kristian’s lips as she nodded slowly. “Like making out with you? I like that idea.” Taunting the other, she was glad that they could joke about the sexual stuff without actually doing it. True, there was some part of her who wanted to press further into the relationship, but the rest of her screamed at her to wait. Going with what her gut was saying, she decided to wait and see if the relationship would last a while. Kristian couldn’t help but actually want the relationship to last longer than what she thought. Her guess was that they would last a week, but she wasn’t certain on that one.

Kristian didn’t really want to think about the rumors that would pop up about their sudden friendship. It was unexpected for complete opposites to be friends, but it wasn’t impossible. Plus, if people wanted to think things then she would let them. It wouldn’t bother her if the rumors said something ridiculous like them two doing something before their parents’ back. Truthfully, they were dating each other without the grownups knowing but nothing more than that. If people wanted to spread rumors about that, she would just ignore the questions people asked her about. It was her choice whether or not to answer the silly rumors. “I know I am.” With a grin pulled onto her lips, the girl decided to sneak in one more kiss before they managed to go home. Who knew how long it would be until she could show the other affection? Pressing her lips against the other’s briefly, she pulled back and let the girl have room to put on her glasses. “I couldn’t resist.” Kristian stated with the smirk plastered onto her lips when she heard the other speak.

It didn’t surprise her to actually hear the remark about breathing. “Breathing is for normal people. You should know by now that I don’t fit into that category.” Though it was true, the female wasn’t really bothered by that fact. She would rather be different than fit in like the million of wannabes at their school. “Instead of going home, we should do something. That way I can spend more time with you. Oh! I know, let’s get tattoos.” The last statement was more of a joke, but it wasn’t much of a surprise to know she actually wanted one.

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xxxxxxxuncertainty and expectation . . .

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“Pst, Maddy. Wake up.” The sound of an older male drifted through the room, but the figure in the bed didn’t stir. Her red hair was tangled in knots due to her attempt to take a nap. Unfortunately, the male at her door just didn’t seem willing to let her. Slowly creeping into the room, he made his way over towards the bunk bed, shaking the figure on the bottom bunk. “Madeline up!” He ordered as the female batted at him with her hand, bopping him on the head. Muttering a few curse words, the sixteen year old decided it was best to take what the measures called for. Wandering into the bathroom, he cupped his hands and turned on the faucet. Holding the water captive, he strolled over towards the bed and dump that water that was left in his hands on the girl.

Suddenly bolting up, a look of disbelief crossed her face as she stretched a bit. “What the heck?” Madeline instantly took notice of the fact that she was wet, which didn’t really surprise her. She had always been the type of person that could sleep through a killer tornado. “What time is it. Damien?” The grogginess in her voice alerted her brother that she was actually pretty tired. Plus, the fact that she had called him the wrong name told him she wasn’t fully awake. “First off, I’m Alex, but it’s three something.” The words slowly settled into the female as a sudden gasp ran through her body. “Great!” She growled at herself, taking hold of her brother’s hand while pulling herself up. Running her fingers through her tangled hair, the female couldn’t really believe that she had slept in so long. Then again, naps at her house were as rare as actually having a decent meal. Luckily, they were somehow making it with the bills and food - despite the fact she had attained an illegal job. If her mother found out, she knew the older woman wouldn’t do much about it but complain on how she should pick up extra shifts.

Madeline was surprised that she didn’t crash often because of the shifts she had picked up. Yes, working at Flathead was a great job, but she despised how many scums she met through it. Being younger than most people wasn’t all that great, but she was amazed by how she tricked them so easily. Smirking at herself, the female wondered into the bathroom, not surprised to see a couple of her siblings lurking there. “Caleb, Jasmine, and Damien…what are you doing?” She demanded, placing her hands on her hips as they all grinned up at her simultaneously. Raising an eyebrow, she wasn’t very excited to see all her siblings at once. It usually meant that they were up to something, which would end them in a bunch of trouble. Grabbing the two boys by the ear, she wasn’t surprised to see her younger sister walk out of the bathroom behind her. “What were you up to?” Directing the question towards all of them, her eyes darted over towards the clock, knowing she was pressing time to get ready for work. Seeing blank stares look up at her, she couldn’t help but sigh at the kids. Madeline knew they had been doing something, but she couldn’t quite figure out what it was. “Screw it.” She muttered, throwing her hands in the air dramatically before motioning towards Alex.

“Please take care of them!” Madeline loved her siblings, but she couldn’t deal with them at the moment. She was too busy trying to decide on what to do with her hair. Peering at her reflection in the mirror, she grimaced at the pale face that stared back at her. Leaning forward, the female reached out for the comb before wetting it with water. Sighing as she ran through comb through her hair, she winced a bit when she accidentally pulled too hard. Finally managing to comb down the mess she called hair, the girl rubbed the back of her neck before setting the comb back down. Picking up her toothbrush, she gasped when she realized exactly what the imps had done. Realizing the toothpaste tube was empty, she frowned when she began to think about how much that had cost them. Worry etched itself into her face as she bent down and ran her fingers along the wooden cabinet. Feeling the stickiness, Madeline’s eyes widened in disbelief at how childish her siblings could actually be at time.

Sure, they weren’t in their teens, but it didn’t give them an excuse to waste a tube of toothpaste. “Crap.” She muttered to herself, not really sure what to do now. Ignoring her reflection in the mirror, she dug through the cabinets and pulled out the hidden bottle of mouthwash. Thankfully, no one had managed to spill that down the drain like she had expected. After swishing the mouthwash around in her mouth, she pulled her hair back into a pony tail and spit out the cleanser she had swished around. Finally managing to pull a decent look together, Madeline brushed strands of hair she missed as she opened the bathroom door. Catching sight of Jasmine, the innocent girl had her hands behind her back, whistling as if she wasn’t going to do anything. Sadly, the girl knew better and decided to sit there for a moment and glare over at her sister.

Crumbling under her gaze, Jasmine skittered away from the scene, running towards the room she shared with her other siblings. Rolling her eyes, the red-headed female couldn’t help but storm into the bedroom. Snapping her eyes up to the figure on the top bunk, her expression soon relaxed. “What’s up?” Speaking up towards her brother, she fixed up her clothing before adjusting the pony tail that spilled out her red hair. “Reading a comic.” For a sixteen year old, her brother could be a bit of a nerd, but Madeline could really care less. He had always been one of those siblings she adored more than the others. “You’re such a nerd. Do me a favor, make sure they don’t get in trouble.” Jerking her finger to the door, Madeline knew it wouldn’t take much for him to realize who she was talking about. “That‘s easier said than done, Maddy.” Frowning a bit, the male flipped his comic to the next page as the female turned her eyes towards him. “For me?” Hearing the sigh that slipped from her brother’s lips, the girl’s face was suddenly filled with a mischievous smirk. “Fine, I’ll do it.”


don't be sad. . . it's just a time skip!


Arriving at the bar, Madeline wasn’t too happy as she waved at one of her friends who had dropped her off. Somehow she knew that the other was a bit surprised that she was still at the bar. She might have been young and innocent but when she took time with her appearance; she actually looked to be older than she really was. That was the whole reason that she had actually survived so long in the bar. Few actually knew about how old she really was but for the only reason for that was for the money she needed. Breathing in a few breaths of fresh air, the girl stepped into the bar, not surprised to see a few customers already there. Luckily, a few of the bartenders had already arrived to help out. Putting on the usual façade, the girl strolled over towards the bar, neatly tucking in her shirt to help her move around freely.

Taking a seat at the bar, Madeline glanced around her to see if there was anyone she knew. Sadly, only a few grubby men with their bushy mustaches stared back at her. Shivering lightly, the girl rested her elbows on the counter, inhaling the stench of booze softly. It was funny how much the bar could actually mean to you when you worked there for a while. Sure it was crowded and smelled at times but that was the best part. It was when you could actually be yourself and chat it up with the customers to keep them coming back. It was always intriguing to meet someone that had sleeves of tattoos and a story for each one. Still, she couldn’t help but wonder if her band mate would come to the bar that night. Lately she was noticing how adorable the girl was starting to appear. Maybe it was just the singing that was getting to her? As possible as it was, Madeline knew there was something there that attracted her to the girl. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, the girl grimaced when the copper taste of blood filled her mouth. Pressing her tongue against it, she prayed that the taste of pennies would soon disappear. Bartending with a taste of blood in your mouth always seemed to ruin any fun she wanted to have. Tossing her pony tail to the side, she managed to slide off the barstool, even though her skin was starting to stick.

Somehow between taking demands at the bar and starting up conversations, she hadn’t even noticed how time had flown by. “What will it be?” Smiling softly at the guy in front of her, Madeline could feel her grogginess disappear. Suddenly seeing a figure reach the bar, she turned her eyes over towards the familiar figure of Ben Fratelli. Shock rippled through her body, but she managed to pry her attention from the male to the person who was about to buy some of the more expensive alcohol. Letting her sparkling eyes turn towards the older male, she pursed her lips at his request. “I’ll see what I can do.” Giving him a playful wink, the girl turned from the figure and went off to mix the drink. Her thoughts still lingered on Ben, who decided to pop up after a while. How long had it been since they chatted? Normally, Madeline would go over and talk to him for a bit, but the bar was starting to fill up with demanding customers. The only reason she was happy about that thought was the fact that tips would come in pretty easily. Not only did it mean money for her family, but it could also go towards buying the expensive guitar she was aiming for. Like her brother had said earlier, it was easier said than done. Thankfully, the man didn’t ask if she wanted a shot. Some people might have considered the weak, but the seventeen year old wasn’t up to getting wasted at the bar like most people. Turning her attention to the other that had popped up, the girl strutted over towards her, resting her hand slightly on Mabel’s shoulder. “Easy up there. We don’t want to have to drag you home.” Laughing over the chattering, she let her hands slip, going back to the drink she was fixing up.


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nopehedidn'tbet your God didn`t warn you about me!

did he, doll?nopehedidn't.

Pulling her eyes off the other, she still couldn’t get herself to believe how Evangeline actually arrived. Sure, it was a bit fishy, but she didn’t want to just leave her stranded out there. Plus, the girl was actually looking pretty cute out there. Smirking, Madeline definitely knew that she could work with the other female. It might be hard to explain certain things, but she knew it would work out somehow. Tapping the cigarette box in her pocket, she almost pulled out another one but was trying to limit herself. It was obvious to her that Evangeline didn’t approve of the habit but that wasn’t the whole reason. Most of the reason happened to be the fact that she was considered a chain smoker. It was hard to stop just after one cigarette, so you just seemed to keep going until you screwed up your lungs so bad that they disintegrated. Though, she wasn’t really worried about screwing up her lungs. She was going to hell in the eyes of God anyways. If you told her that, though, she would probably spit on your and tell you to shove it up your a**. The female wasn’t the most religious person in the world, and she even hated when her parents dragged her to church. Madeline was glad that her parents no longer did that since she hated sitting through the grueling sermons that worshiped some force she didn’t believe in.

When the girl didn’t reply, Madeline took it as a sign that she had won the little game. Smirking mentally at herself, the girl settled into staring at the girl with her teal eyes narrowed. Seeing how they had settled into a staring contest, the girl couldn’t help but be reminded that the situation should be treated with car. She would have to watch her words and measure them carefully. In other words, it wouldn’t help much if she changed up her story a million times before finally settling into one. Taking her hair out of the pony tail, the girl didn’t bother taking her eyes off Evangeline as her dark-brown hair tumbled onto her shoulders. Fluffing it out a bit with her hands, Madeline finally managed to pry her eyes from the other. It might have meant losing the staring contest with her, but she had other things to worry about. Grabbing the shovel, she ventured to the back of her car, throwing in there without much thought. Blowing a strand of hair out of her face, the girl messed with the earring dangling from her earlobes as she turned her attention towards the other girl. For some reason, when Maddy turned her eyes on the other, she always thought about church and the angels that dangled all over the place. Maybe it was because of the fact she appeared so innocent?

Madeline didn’t know, but she wished whatever it was would go away. Church was a bore and religion was something she didn’t care for. Running her fingers through the thick curls, the girl moved from her rooted spot to lean up against the car once again. Crossing her arms over her chest, the girl couldn’t help but let a taunting smile unfold when she heard what she wanted to be called. “Yeah but when you’re named after you bitchy mother, you grow to hate it.” She didn’t really care much about her relationship with her mother. Sure, it wasn’t the best in the world, but she did love her somewhere beneath the chilled heart in her chest. Deciding to comment on Evangeline’s nickname, the girl strutted over towards her, letting her hands rest on the girl’s hips. “Evan? Sounds like a guy’s name. Are you a lesbian, dear?” Questioning the girl a bit, she wasn’t completely sure of Evan’s sexuality, but she did love to tease other people. Tauntingly, Maddy pulled the girl close towards her with her own curious eyes probing the other for a reaction. Taking one of her hands off the girl’s hips, she rested it on Evan’s shoulder with a slight smirk forming on her face. “You never know about the girls around here. Someone might take advantage of you.” Maddy's voice was low and seductive as she dropped her arms from the girl and took a couple steps back, waiting for any sarcastic remarks.

Madeline was glad that her cocky attitude seemed to be getting to the other. It was much more interesting to hear the girl snap at her than compliment her name like earlier. Playing with a curl, the girl twirled the strands of hair, waiting for the girl to end her sentence. Detecting the tension in the air, she wasn’t too happy when she decided that it was best to attempt to be courteous. It was bizarre how they managed to get on the wrong foot a bit, but she didn’t really care all that much. “Aww….don’t get mad. I was only messing around.” Using her childish voice, the girl let a pout settle on her lips. Puffing them out a bit, she couldn’t help but turn her attention on Evan. Once again it suddenly dawned on her how attractive the other really was. No matter how many times she would try to deny it, the other was definitely something that Maddy wouldn’t mind waking up to in the morning. Where had the thoughts bubbled up from? Not even the girl herself knew, but she rushed to shove them out of her mind. When she caught the glare Evan sent towards her, the girl’s stomach actually did a small flip. Not out of nervousness but how adorable she actually appeared with it on her mouth. Snapping mentally at herself, the softness in her eyes hardened as she glared back over at the other. Caught off guard by the girl’s question, Madeline’s eyes widened a bit until she realized that the girl had on an I-don’t-believe-you look, making her actually believe that the other was clueless as to what was buried under the dirt.

Realizing how stupid the guy’s name was, Madeline knew that the other would just brush off what she had said. If anything, Evan might think she was burying trash or something else under the dirt. Ruffling her hair, the girl could practically taste Evan’s disbelief when she grabbed the girl’s face. She knew the action was unexpected, but she had an impulse to examine the girl further - along with the blush on her cheeks. The soft feeling of the girl’s skin under her fingertips was enough to make the girl want to touch her again, but she refused to do so. Letting her hands remain lip at her side, the girl didn’t bother apologizing for invaded the other’s space. “Chuck was his name.” Blurting out the dude’s name, a playful grin covered up her lips as she turned her attention back to the keys in her hand. Jiggling them a bit, she was glad when the interrupted the silence that had filled the conversation and slight flirting. Pursing her lips, Maddy couldn’t help but glance over at Evan once again. Her mind suddenly came to a halt when she thought about the girl actually agreeing to come stay at her house. Sure, she had offered it, but she wasn’t expecting the girl to actually agree up to it.

Shock rippled through Madeline’s body when she heard the gratitude in the girl’s voice. Raising her eyebrow a bit, she turned her back on the girl and headed towards the driver’s seat. “Just don’t mention it.” The girl muttered towards her, motioning towards the car with a sweep of her arm. When the girl threw the shovel in the back, she shut the truck before wandering back over towards the driver’s seat. “You might want to hurry it up a bit. We have a long drive.” The edginess in her voice came out as she motioned for the girl to hurry up and get in the car. The drive to her house would be an hour or so since she did her best not to bury the body anywhere near her house. Even if the cops suspected her, she could easily charm the thought out of the cop with simply going out to eat with him.

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Got no salvation
Got no religion
My religion is you
Take a bite of my bad girl meat

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[Runaway_Coke17]

Ｋｙｌｅ Ｍｉｃｈａｅｌ Ｈｅｎｎｅｓｓｅｙ

aka mr. older brother

Kyle Michael Hennessey stirred underneath his covers. The male moved a bit when he heard the sound of his alarm clock going off. His mind was suddenly sent in a whirlwind of thoughts as he sat up abruptly. His chocolate eyes danced around the room in an attempt to help him wake up more. Rubbing his eyes groggily, the male ran his fingers through the mess he called hair. Wincing a bit, he pulled more at the rats, trying to comb them down with his fingers. Despite the fact his hair was in tangles, Mickey was actually feeling like it would be a good day. Slamming his hand on the snooze button, he felt relieved when the beeping automatically shut up. Glancing at the time, he wasn’t surprised to see that it was already twelve in the afternoon. Sighing lightly to himself, he started to wonder why he hadn’t slept in longer. Then his eyes flashed to a picture of his younger sister. She might have been a year younger than him, but Mickey was a bit protective over her. Boys had been known to take advantage of girls like his sister. Hence being why he cared for her so much.

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ｋｒｉｓｔｉａｎＧＡＢＲＩＥＬｙｏｒｋ

iwantyourloveJe veux ton ａｍｏｕｒ
iwantyourloveloveEt je veux ta ｒｅｖａｎｃｈｅ
iwantyourloveloveloveJe ｖｅｕｘ ton amour
iwantyourlovelovelovelovejust give it to me all.
iwantyourloveloveloveloveloveyour love for me fuels my ｐａｓｓｉｏｎ.


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Kristian’s curious mind seemed to switch over to what they might do later that night. It was obvious they would sneak out and come back to the tree house but what then? She could sneak out a couple blankets and a radio. Hell, if they felt like it, they could probably bring several other things and just stay out there for a while. Just sit out there with her girlfriend for a while before going back to the stress of school. The only thing that would be different was the effort she would put out to see Tabitha. Kristian couldn’t promise much, but she would try her best to actually hang out with the girl at school. It wouldn’t really be that different since they talked at school occasionally. If it was possible, she would attempt to have a full conversation with Tabitha before heading off to her own classes.

Her friends might find it odd that she ditched them for her step-sister, but she doubted they would verbally say something against it. Kristian would just make up an excuse as to why she was hanging out with her suddenly. Then again, she could just tell them straight up that she was in a relationship with the girl. They would gush over it, but she didn’t think they would be disgusted by the fact they were dating. It wasn’t like they were related, right? Still, she knew a couple of her friends would rush off to tell the rest of the school, which would lead to criticism. Rumors didn’t bother her, but she would hate it if they managed to upset their relationship. Though, that would only happen if something went around about one of them cheating with someone.

Even if that one did go around, Kristian knew that it would be untrue. She knew she wouldn’t have the heart to do that when she was in a relationship with someone she crushed on for a while. As for Tabitha, she doubted the girl would even think about doing that - especially since they both admitted up to liking each other for a while. Brushing the thoughts out of her head, she didn’t even want to think about rumors that might go around about them.

Getting her mind off the relationship for a moment, she actually wondered what her father would do if she came home with a tattoo. He would probably flip out and demand that she remove it and pretend like it never happened. Her dad was a bit confusing, especially since he was fine with her getting a lip ring. It was bizarre to have a father who approved of facial piercings but considered tattoos to be trashy. Maybe she should go out and get her lip pierced or her belly button? Chuckling lightly at the thoughts, she wondered what Tabitha would do if she came home with her belly button pierced. Her dad wouldn’t mind it as long as she stayed away from guys who wanted to see it. Fortunately, she knew her dad wouldn’t have to be concerned with his daughter forming a relationship with those types. She preferred the shy types that blushed at simple gestures just like Tabitha did.

Smiling softly at what her girlfriend had told her, Kristian tried her best not to blush at what she had been called. Unfortunately, the blush seemed to have a mind of its own as it crept up her cheeks and painted them a reddish color. “Sure you do.” She added with an eye roll as she hugged the girl closer towards her. “Hey now, I’m not the one making her girlfriend wait until later to kiss her.” She replied playfully, knowing that it was best they stopped while they were ahead of themselves. Who knew what their hormones might have caused them to do?

Feeling Tabitha lean her head against her, a smirk pulled at her lips when she realized the blush was still there. She wasn’t really sure how many times she had commented on how Tabitha was beautiful, but she planned on telling her that occasionally. It happened to be times when the girl ceased to amaze her somehow. Kristian didn’t really know what it was about Tabitha, but she enjoyed seeing the blush on her face. Somehow, it made her own fade away as she focused more on ways to keep the girl blushing. She had to admit, it wouldn’t be too complicated to cause the girl to get flustered. "You're welcome." She muttered softly, closing her own eyes to bask a bit in the moment.

Kristian was glad that they could joke around about sexual things. Earlier, when she screwed up what she had meant, it had been awkward and bizarre. Now, it just seemed like a normal thing to do instead of babbling like an idiot to cover it up. Listening to Tabitha’s comment, she held in the laughter that threatened to burst out. In a way, she could actually see her girlfriend being both a lover and co-worker. Suddenly catching onto the ‘eh’ part, she did her best to keep from laughing at the word. “You have to add in the Canadian part. It makes it…sexier.”

The girl knew better than to get her hopes up about the relationship with Tabitha. Yes, she prayed that it would last a while, but she didn’t know for sure. What would happen if it didn’t? Well, she would have to get over it and try to ignore the fact she would be living with her ex-girlfriend. Thinking about these things brought Kristian down, but she couldn’t help but wonder about the possibilities. For now, she would attempt to think about the good things she had in life. Like how she could taunt her girlfriend without getting a defensive answer. It wasn’t too amusing to have someone made at you for just saying something that was meant to be taken as a joke. At least Tabitha had some sense of humor rather than being a stick in the mud. Despite the fact that their parents were married, Kristian actually praised her dad for picking Tabitha’s mom. It was assuring to know that her step-mom wouldn’t turn her nose up if she brought a girlfriend home. Fortunately, she wouldn’t have to ask her dad if her girlfriend could come over. She was already there. Her thoughts soon went away when she kissed Tabitha. It was a brief one unlike the others she had given the girl. Truthfully, she wasn’t looking forward to actually going back home. Not only would she have to face her father, but she would be forced to glare at him while waiting for him to go to bed.

“Good.” Kristian murmured, pulling back a bit as she laced her fingers through Tabitha’s. Hearing what she had said, the girl scowled in an attempt to come up with something she could say back. Unfortunately, she couldn’t really think of something at the moment. “That’s so not fair.” Not knowing what else to say, the girl didn’t bother trying to change the other’s mind. It seemed that no matter what she might say or do, her girlfriend’s mind was set on going home. Kristian’s mind seemed to return to the subject of tattoos and piercings. Grinning at Tabitha, she started to wonder if the girl would get a tattoo whenever she was older. “That can be arranged! I just need to get the car keys…” Trailing off, the girl couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of it all.

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Madeline actually wondered if the girl in front of her had ever smoked before. It was sort of obvious that the smoked bothered her, but she didn’t know to what extent. Deciding to push her luck, the female slipped out the cigarette carton, resisting the urge to grin. Keeping a straight face, she glanced up at Evan, shrugging her shoulders as if she couldn’t help the impulse fir a cigarette. “What can I say? They’re addicting.” Admitting up to it was harder than it seemed. All her life she had smoked the cancer sticks, slowly killing her body with them. It was a habit to pick up one after another. The only reason she even chose to do that was to irritate her parents who considered smoking a bad habit. They claimed that it turned your fingernails a yellow color and made your teeth disappear. As far as Maddy was concerned, she still had a dazzling smile along with perfect fingernails that looked pretty good thanks to the pedicure she paid for. Though, now she was pretty sure that they had dirt due to the hole she dug along with Evan. Dropping her head down a bit, the girl fiddled with the carton before finally managing to grab one of the white sticks that were in there.

Offering out the cigarette packet, Madeline turned her teal eyes up to the dark-haired girl in front of her. Biting the inside of her cheek to keep herself from laughing, the female decided it was best to see if the other smoked or if she was too afraid to take a risk. “Want one?” Shielding the words with a curious tone, she tried to resist the temptation of lightening one up for the other anyways. Her guess was that the girl was a typical goody-two shoes like some people she knew. Of course, a little while with Maddy would send even the most patient person of the edge. The female didn’t hold back her opinions or sarcasm. Sarcasm just seemed to be her second language while others find it irritating. Her thoughts soon returned to judging what Evan might be like. Getting the mental image of a church, she was pretty sure that the other one was religious and attended church regularly. That actually managed to make a small smile form on her lips. For some reason, she found it amusing that someone could believe in a force that sat there with a pencil in his hand, marking down the sins you have ever committed. By now, Maddy was sure her list stretched a couple miles or so. She definitely wasn’t the pure chick that didn’t give in to temptation like alcohol and sex.

Madeline didn’t care much for the girls and boys that preached about staying a virgin until marriage. If you asked her, she could care less about that whole thing. Sex was a part of life you experienced whether married or in high school. Plus, it shouldn’t matter to other people if you had sex or not. The thoughtfulness in Evan’s tone irked the girl for some reason. Just the thought of her actually contemplating her relationship with her mother bugged her. Why? Well, the reason wasn’t even clear to Madeline herself. Letting the cigarette hang loosely on her lips, the girl took out her lighter before lighting the cigarette up. Blowing a bit of smoke in the air, she felt her stress slowly leak out. For a moment, she even forgot that Evan was there until she spoke up again. “True but still. A guy’s name is a guy’s name.” The female shrugged, keeping the cigarette in her mouth while she spoke. It was obvious she was use to talking with a cigarette in her mouth, but it still muffled her words a bit. Seeing the flaming blush on the other’s face, Maddy knew her assumption was probably right. If she wasn’t a lesbian, the girl was most likely bisexual or one of those crazy sexuality that dated everyone. Either way she knew that she would be able to get through to the other through flirting and a bit of seduction. Glancing up at the girl, she smirked with the familiar gleam in her eyes at the other’s hesitation. Barely catching what the other said, she chuckled as she shook her head at Evan.

“I didn’t think you were.” Shrugging her shoulders, Madeline wasn’t really concerned about the girl’s sexuality. She was just more interested in how she could get the girl to blush again. Truthfully, any girl that had a nice body and face were good in her book. As for Evan, she had both of those, so it was easy to say that she was attracted to her. Not enough to save her from future plans, but it was enough to let her flirt a bit with the other. Maddy knew she didn’t have to say much for Evan to figure out her own sexuality. Yes, she slept around with both men and women, but the latter attracted her more than the stubbornness the males supplied. Hearing the other speak up again, her eyes automatically snapped to the girl in front of her as a scowl crossed over her face. The girl didn’t know who she was - much less what she was capable of doing. Brushing the comment off, she chose to go with a calm and collect answer as she nodded, keeping the cigarette in her mouth. “Afraid so.” The sarcastic reply wasn’t much of a comeback, but she could care less. The other slightly bugged her for some reason, and her tone obviously showed that. Evan’s tone pretty much told her that she didn’t believe her. Pulling the cigarette out of her mouth, she winked towards the other as a laugh slipped from her lips. “You know me so well.”

She didn’t really know why she found what the girl had sound funny, but she didn’t dwell on it too long. Thinking about her victim, Maddy didn’t really find much about him attractive. The only thing she really liked about him happened to be the money he had. Fortunately, he had kept a little bit over two hundred bucks in his wallet, which might come in handy later. Turning her eyes back over to Evan, she couldn’t help but let her eyes examine the girl’s body once again. Catching herself for a moment, she turned her attention back to the cigarette in her hand. Throwing it down on the dirt beneath her, she let her eyes rest on the cigarette to keep her gaze from going back to Evan. No matter how attractive the other was, Madeline refused to get involved with someone that would be her victim later on.

Shutting off her thoughts, Madeline was glad when the girl agreed to come with her. Sure, it was a bit startling but at least she wouldn’t be alone that night. Then it suddenly dawned on her, where would the girl sleep? Her apartment was pretty small, and it only had one bedroom for someone to sleep on. Well, there was the pull-out couch in the living room. Maddy decided it would be best for Evan to choose where she wanted to sleep. Rubbing her neck gently, she could feel a few of the muscles tightening up as she sighed slowly. The grumpy tone that the girl took on made a small smile appear on her face. It was better to be fighting with Evan then actually getting along with her. “Of course not. I hate doing people favors.” Maddy knew it wouldn’t take much to convince Evan of that one. It was obvious she wasn’t one to go around donating to every poor person on the street corners. Getting in the car, she pulled her hair into a ponytail, hoping that the ride with Evan wouldn’t be hell. “Two hours? Something like that.”


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Madeline knew how dangerous the cigarettes were to her body. Her parents nagged her on the habit, but she ignored their talk. She was old enough to drink and smoke all she wanted so she didn’t care for what her parents had to say. They would be dead soon from natural causes if she didn’t finish them off herself. Her relationship with her parents wasn’t exactly the best one in the world. She hated them with most of her heart, but a sliver of her heart actually felt love towards them. Thankfully once the cigarette hit her lips and she inhaled, Maddy felt so much better. Smoking always managed to help her feel somewhat relieved that she had some comfort in her life. Unfortunately, once Evan had shown up, the comfort was tossed over the cliff. Even the cigarette couldn’t help keep Madeline’s eyes off the girl. Yes, she had to admit she was attracted to the other but that didn’t mean she was going to act on a sudden impulse. Now that would be plain foolish. Hearing what the girl said, she just shrugged her shoulder, not really caring how the other responded. “I’ll tell you like I tell my parents, get the ******** over it. My body, and I’ll do what I want with it.” Her tone was icy as she inhaled the smoke once again before blowing it out into the air.

Contemplating for a moment, Madeline came up with another remark about smoking. Letting her eyes wander off from the girl, a small sneer made its way onto her face before she spoke up. “The only way you’ll ever have a say in the matter is if we sleep together. Which…” Trailing off for a moment, she didn’t dare to let her eyes settle back on Evan. It was just too early to actually sneak a peak of what the other might look like. Deciding to finish her sentence, the girl tangled her hand into her locks of hair before letting her eyes settle on Evan. “You’re cute and all, but you remind me of one of those church girls.” Scowling, Maddy couldn’t remember the last time she had actually spent time with someone who seemed so devoted to the so-called God upstairs. Scratch that, she had a vague memory of a church camp she had attended when she was seventeen. By the end of the trip, she had caused so much mischief with all the other kids that her parents were forced to pick her up. Actually, that happened to be one of her best memories yet. Catching a bit of what Evan had snapped about, Maddy just rolled her eyes and sighed in frustration when the girl snatched the cigarette and dropped it on the ground. “Suit yourself ******** drama queen.” Madeline was too busy trying to suppress giggles at how annoyed Evan seemed at the little offer.

The female really couldn’t recall when offering someone a cigarette had become illegal. Pressing her fingers over her lips, Madeline kept the cigarette away from her face, trying not to laugh out loud at what the other had said. Actually, she thought it was even funnier that the girl had already cussed a couple of times which only meant that she was getting to her. When the other spoke again, she began mentally counting up how many times the girl had cursed since she talked to her. The thought of her being a goody-two shoes happened to be fading away a bit but one glance confirmed that she had to be. “First of all, cigarettes aren’t s**t.” Maddy’s tone was a bit defensive as she stood up for a moment. Venturing over towards the girl, she ran her thumb along Evan’s mouth, grabbing her chin and pulling it open a bit. With a swift movement, she slipped her cigarette into the girl’s mouth, moving behind her before she could react. The action would definitely cause some kind of drama between them two, but she didn’t really care. Letting her arms drape themselves loosely on the Evan’s shoulders, Maddy moved closer to the other. Moving her lips closer towards the girl’s ear, she brushed a few strands of Evan’s hair out of the way, ignoring all the impulses that had entered her mind.

“One puff won’t kill you, babe.” Madeline couldn’t help but egg on the girl with her persuasive tone. The girl knew how cocky her attitude was which only provided her with a surge of boldness to make a movement like that. Normally, she would have just taunted the girl by running the cigarette along her lips, but she decided to go with the whole shebang. It was definitely better than having to sit around and tease the other with her words. Now she was able to get a bit of pleasure with her movements and how she caused Evan to react. No doubt the drastic measure she took would pretty much send her over the edge. The thought actually amused her since she couldn’t imagine a church girl bitching at her for a simple movement. “It depends on what the prize is.” Replying with a light smile on her face, Maddy actually considered flirting with Evan more, but she figured the other would just think of her as a whore. She might flaunt it and carry the confidence of several people, but the girl was far from being a whore. Surprisingly, she didn’t sleep around with anyone she thought would be good in bed. It actually depended on the personality of the person and the attraction towards the other. And then the crooked smile appeared on Evan’s stunning face, causing Madeline’s stomach to do a small flip. She had to admit, the other had a beautiful smile that actually made her want to let the girl go.

“You have a really nice smile.” She muttered with a light-hearted tone for once. Complimenting the girl was stepping a bit over her bounds, but she could really care less. She actually felt the need to compliment the other after putting her through all the crap she had. Madeline didn’t bother apologizing for overstepping the wall she built earlier. Resting her head against Evan’s back for a moment, she knew it would be hard to stay awake on the ride back, but she would attempt it. If it managed to get too bad, Maddy wasn’t sure what she would do. Maybe just stay a hotel? Suddenly realizing her head was still against the girl’s back, she pulled back abruptly, heading back over towards the car. Unfortunately, she could feel a bit of heat flooding into her cheeks which wasn’t too good on her part. How would it look to someone if a murderer was smiling?

Madeline decided that it would be best to let Evan stay over at her house. Since she lived in a different state and her car was left someone, she didn’t really know how the other could actually get back. What would she do? Just fly to her house? Chuckling at the thought, the other girl turned her back on Evan, expecting the girl to retaliate somehow. It would be expected, but she wasn’t really sure what all the other might do. Madeline wasn’t too surprised when the other stomped out the cigarette. It was pretty obvious that she wasn’t too interested in smoking cigarettes. Pressing her fingers on her cheeks, the female hoped that the rosy blush wasn’t too obvious at night. It was bizarre to think that someone had actually made her blush, but she knew Evan wasn’t just any girl. There was something different about the other, but she couldn’t manage to put her finger on it. Waving her hand over her shoulder at what the other had said, she didn’t take much notice when Evan actually used the word civilization. Her mind was too wrapped up with confusion to even notice that. “Nah, you aren’t imposing. I was just thinking about something.” Maddy told her as she climbed into the car and fixed her hair into a ponytail. “Cheer up. At least your stuck with me for two hours.” The girl smirked smugly, knowing it probably wasn't much comfort for Evan. “You can sleep if you want.”


w a t c h out girl, she'll c h e w you up!


Madeline was relieved when her apartment building came into view. A calm grin crawled onto her face when she actually thought about sleeping in her own bed. For a while now she happened to sleeping in her victim’s bed or her friend’s house. Luckily, her friends supported her no matter how trashed she was when she came to their house at night. Usually she babbled about how she murdered someone, but they would ignore the crazy talk. They knew she couldn’t hurt a fly or at least they thought she wouldn’t. Parking in one of the designated parking spots, she leaned over a bit and gently shook Evan’s shoulder. Maddy wasn’t positive the other was asleep, but she was going to shake her even if she was awake. Once outside of the car, she stretched a little bit, glad that she wasn’t cooped up in the car for another two hours. Not bothering to dispose of the shovels in the back of her car, she took her hair out of her ponytail and shook her head lightly. The curly, brown locks of hair spilled onto her shoulders as she brushed aside a few strands of hair. “If anyone asks, you’re an old friend visiting me.” Maddy knew it was stupid to pass off Evan as someone else, but she couldn’t have people around her thinking they were partners. How awkward would that be?

It definitely wouldn’t help much with how attracted she was to Evan. The girl was breath-taking, but she couldn’t help shake the feeling that something was off about the girl. Twirling a lock of hair, Madeline could feel her anxiety going up a bit at the thought of actually sharing an apartment with Evan for a little while. Even if the girl only stayed for that night, she was sure her friends in the apartment would be questioning her about it. If anything, she would just play it off as a friend visiting from out of state. If she felt like spicing it up, she would surely make up some tale about them meeting at a strip joint or something like that. Strolling towards her apartment, she fumbled a bit with the keys as she finally managed to get the key as soon as she arrived at her apartment door. “I haven’t been here in a little bit. Er…excuse the mess if there is one.” Shrugging it off, she finally opened the door and flipped the switch that helped light up the place. Frowning at the sight of all the stray shirts tossed around the place, Maddy bent down and picked up a few of the shirts before flinging them into a basket by the wall. Sliding the shirt over her head, she didn’t mind stripping out of her shirt in front of a stranger. Hell, there had been plenty of people that had seen her body completely bare. Throwing a glance at the girl, she decided it was best to warn the other she would be showering. “Hey, I’m going to go get in the shower. This dirt makes me feel icky. Want to join me?” The last part was just a joke, but she hoped the other wouldn't take it too seriously.



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i did the time skip XD it's a bit crappy D:

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