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 Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 4:31 pm
રίĢħτ κίɴɖ Θʃ ώરΘɴĢ  The trouble with love is, It's unexpected... and most of the time it doesn't worked out as planned. Of course, love can never be like the movies, But that's the way it should be. Love should hurt, It should make you angry, It should depressed beyond belief... But most of all, It should make you believe in something more... It should make your heart sore, your pulse race, Your heart thud against your ribcage so hard you can hear it. Love is unexplainable, Infuriating, Magical... Beautful.
Deklin was a sophomore when he found the love of his life, His name was _______. Now normally you don't think you'd find the love of your life at that young of an age, Epsecially when their of the same gender. But he'd always known who he was, He also knew he'd stop at nothing to get _____ to fall in love with him... and he didn't. Now of course being the big jock that ______ was he resisted Deklin's advances and usually stayed away from him, but he couldn't deny the feelings he had inside either. So, he gave in... Everything was perfect, In both their minds.
Though, nothing in love is perfect as many know. Little did the two know, as Deklin had been trying to 'woo' _____.... _____ father had been trying to 'woo' Deklin's mother and it had worked. So, the two find themselves to now be step-brothers... and when their parents found out about there secret affair, they forbid them from being together, As a last ditch effort to be together, they pack up their stuff and run... But tragety strikes and they get into a crash on the way out of town... The car had left Deklin blind and _____ in a coma.
The tragey took it's course and once Deklin graduated he left, He dealt with his blindness on his own getting an apartment out in the coutry, where he lived by himself... Forever blaming himself for _____'s comatic state. But little did he know he'd have a second chance... At the age of twenty _____ wake's out of his coma he'd been in for three year's, His first thought is Deklin, once he learns where he is, nothing can stop him from seeing him... How will the story play out?
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 5:07 pm
(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯)DΣƘLI∏(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯) 'Hello, hello, it's only me Infecting everything you love!
Somewhere beyond the pain there must be a way to believe!'  ƨɯєєƭ დ ɦɣƥєɾ დ ʅơvɪɲʛ
ƨʌɾƈʌƨƭɪƈ ჯ ƨɦɣ ჯ ʛυʌɾɗєɗ  'Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control
Somewhere beyond the pain there must
be a way to believe Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control Somewhere beyond
the pain there must be a way to believe!' 'There's still time Close your eyes! Only love,
will guide you home Tear down the walls and free your soul
Till we crash we're forever spiraling down, down, down, down!'
'Do what you what you want, if you have a dream for better
Do what you what you want till you don't want it anymore!
(remember who you really are)! Do what you what you want,
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
Every heart in my hands like a pale reflection...' ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Lipstick, Lies, Tears, Tragety.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ DΣƘLI∏... tossed and turned as he slept on his bed, His mind repelling him back into the past as it had everynight since the accident. His forehead and body glistening with sweat as he continued into the deep sleep. He was back in his hometown, He was sixteen years old, His hair was only a little past his chin and bright white. His mother and step-father had just walked into his room catching him and _____ in one of there secret make-out/cuddling sestions... This being the one time it was leading to more. Followed by a bunch of yelling and forbidding to be alone with eachother in the same room... The dream ended, only to start over in a new scence.
He was seventeen now, His hair pure black and his face decorated heavily in make-up while blaring songs of suicide and depresion in his ears as he sat across the large table from ______. Though the same night when he went to bed he felt that familar touch once again, He gasped out of suprised before he was picked up bridal style off the bed, still half asleep. "Where are we going?" He asked him, though didn't protest to being carried as his step-brother and more importantly love of his life ran out of the house and set him in the car, to which he'd just noticed had two suitcases and a rather large dufflebag. Though still he said nothing, more awake as ther other started the car and pulled out of the driveway flooring it.
The only words he uttered was that they'd always be together and those words were enough to silence any doubt he had as he scooted across the bench in the old mustang and rested his head on the other's shoulder, closing his eyes. Though a bright light made them open for a brief moment just before his body was whipped forward like a rag doll and his head crashed into the dashboard, while his love was flung from the windshield.
Deklin woke with a shaking scream as he sprung up from were he layed, his body was hot and sweating... He remembered everything from that night... He couldn't forget it... It was the last thing he'd ever seen.. Literally. He looked around the room with his blank gaze, still only seeing darkness as he grabbed the blanket over him with a shaky hand and ripped it off him moving his feet over and feeling for the floor before getting up, his trusty Great Dane seeing eye doog, Moose, hopped up from where he rested to go over to him helping him over to the bathroom.
He let out a shaky sighed once he reahed the bathroom counter, looking up at what he knows was the mirror, but seeing nothing but darkness staring back at him. Though he knew what he would see... A ninteen -almost twenty- year old, pale as hell blind kid with black and white striped hair and bags under his eyes from a lack of sleep. He sighed and felt around the bathroom until reaching the shower as he pulled up the door, stepping in and feeling around for the knobs to the shower and turning it on nearly freezing and cooling his body down, Once again letting out a shaky sigh as the water ran over his hair and body, slowly letting the tears fall from his eyes. ... ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Sex, Love, Control, Vanity.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ 'So, you know everything about everything But you don't,
You still think I'm coming back but baby you'll see!'   'Mr. Bring Me Down
Well ya like to bring me down, don't you?
But I ain't laying down, baby, I ain't goin' down
Can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be
Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me
Baby, you should know that I lead not follow!' 'Mr. Play Your Games, Only got yourself to blame! When you want me back again,
But I ain't falling back again, 'Cause I'm living my truth without your lies!
Let's be clear baby this is goodbye, I ain't coming back tomorrow!' 'Oh you think that you know me, know me! That's why I'm
leaving you lonely, lonely 'Cause baby you don't know
a thing about me You don't know a thing about me
You ain't got the right to tell me When and where to go,
no right to tell me! Acting like you own me lately
Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me!' { OutOfCandy } : No need for a profile on here, just do something similar to what I've just done ^^... Describe you character's apprence and age (no younger then ninteen and no older then twenty-one)... You can play it out however you want from there ^^
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 9:58 pm
x~Casey~x ♥---Strong---Confident---Loving---♥  "Tell me I'm alive."
"Tell me that you love me, that our love is real."
"I don't care what they told us."
"I don't care what happened."
"I don't care if I search endlessly for you."
"They say love is war."
"They say their is love at first sight."
"They even say that their is a thing called true love."
"I say screw them, because I say that I'm crazy for you." "The rain is heavy."
"Like the chains coursing through a shattered heart."
"One day...they may be repaired."
"If I can lace my fingers between yours one last time." The light flickered, the room he had been in for about three years was quiet, silent, one could say dead. It's window showed a dim light illuminating the pale walls with it's tinting blue, clashing with said flickering lights that shined a white glow onto everything it touched. ....A heart monitor to the left of his bed rising up and down like waves. Casey was seventeen the day of the crash, at first he pretended not to even notice Deklin. Being a member of the football team made it hard for him to be gay, let alone have a boyfriend. But soon those thoughts were dismissed, and Casey felt every inch of his body want Deklin more and more.
But it seems like he wasn't fast enough, for once he wasn't strong enough. Not able to beat his father who had married Deklin's mother. Their love forbade and their relationship hush hush. What was so bad about what they had done? Was it his descision whether or not his father married his step-mother? Then why did he feel like a caged bird? He grew impatient and simply packed his and Deklin's bags after his love had fallen asleep. Walking into the cold night air every second making his heart beat like a drum. Leaving his keys in the car he unlocked the back door and tossed the bags in his movement. It was all finally coming together, he wanted Deklin too much for this relationship to end. It was like being stabbed in agonizing pain repeatedly. He proceeded inside, quiet as a mouse and lifted his step-brother into a bridal styled hold. He always was rather strong working into the gym every day after school had gifted him with this. He heard Deklin's question. He wasn't sure exactly where they were going, but they couldn't stay another second here. He had enough money from a side job he had during the summer. Something a little extra he knew could support them for a few weeks. This fantasy didn't last long though, after placing Deklin in the car and driving off into their new beginning it was quickly ended only after a mere moment. Driving he felt words of hope escape from his lips, "I'm always going to be here. Nothing can separate us anymore." At that moment light radiated onto his skin he turned his head and felt his eyes widen. It seemed that he was wrong because this next moment would surely break the two in half.
His body had flown from it's seat and smashing through the windshield. Unable to cover his face his head crushed the glass almost shattering right there. That wasn't enough however when he was propelled and gliding onto the road his body mangling onto the road almost every few seconds he heard something snap or crack. Lying there in a pool of blood he closed his eyes for what would soon be for about three years. Now he was twenty and he suddenly felt a small light become visible. His monitor pacing and becoming faster, faster and faster. An alarm going off and nurses raced in wondering what was happened. They believed this was his end but truly it was a new beginning. His eyes slowly began to open and he made a gasp for breath. Unable to contain himself he pulled his arms into the air in a panicked motion. Everyone in the room was shocked, Casey rubbed hand against his head sweat traveling down his cheeks. Looking around and wondering where he was. He leaned forward but was quickly pressed down by hands and forced into a laying position. The entire time his thoughts were racing around one person. Deklin. The last memory he had was with Deklin but it was all too much of a blur. Grasping the locks of his hair he felt the black hair drift between his fingers. He leaned against his bed not wanting to close his eyes for more than a millisecond.
(OOC: Naan~ I hope this first post is okay~ ><)
 "I'll paint my walls red."
"With the blood that was spattered onto the ground."
"And smile as I think of you."
"Don't look at me."
"Like I'm some kind of monster."
"Because your really no different then me sweetheart." "You want a kiss?"
"How about a kick in the teeth?"
"This way you can feel the way I do."
"When I dance on your heart."
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 2:41 am
(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯)DΣƘLI∏(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯) 'Hello, hello, it's only me Infecting everything you love!
Somewhere beyond the pain there must be a way to believe!' ƨɯєєƭ დ ɦɣƥєɾ დ ʅơvɪɲʛ
ƨʌɾƈʌƨƭɪƈ ჯ ƨɦɣ ჯ ʛυʌɾɗєɗ 'Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control
Somewhere beyond the pain there must
be a way to believe Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control Somewhere beyond
the pain there must be a way to believe!' 'There's still time Close your eyes! Only love,
will guide you home Tear down the walls and free your soul
Till we crash we're forever spiraling down, down, down, down!'
'Do what you what you want, if you have a dream for better
Do what you what you want till you don't want it anymore!
(remember who you really are)! Do what you what you want,
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
Every heart in my hands like a pale reflection...' ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Lipstick, Lies, Tears, Tragety.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ DΣƘLI∏... The water felt like little shards of ice as it fell from the round shower head and onto his heated skin. The light in his tiny bathrom was flickering casing the room to have a slight strobe effect as the water ran over his hair and down his body like mini rivers as they cascaded down to the shower floor. Though, he would not see any of this... all his world consisted of now, was darkness... Darkness and sound. He could hear the sounds of his downstairs neighbors getting out of their cars only to enter their crappy little apartment and fight about money yet again. He could hear in definded detail the love scence going on above him... He tried desperatly to block everything out... Because everything reminded him of Casey. The slightest little sound, Action, Even just laying in bed seemed to make the memories of the accident come back. It was the last thing he'd seen, Engraved in his memory for the rest of his life. He let out a shaky sigh as he backed up towards the wall of the shower his back slamming against it as he sank down to the wet shower room, the water polling around his glistening wet body as he moved his legs up to his chest and gently wrapped his arms around his legs. his stringy wet hair clinging to the sides of his face and forehead as he rested his cheek of his knees. Closing his unseeing eyes, the tears continuing to fall, though masked by the water as he was thrown back into the memories that had haunted him for the last three years.
The lighting flashed and the thunder rolled in the outside, the road slicker then that of a heavy blizzard storm. He had all his trust in Casey, he was his life, His love... this was their chance to be together, they were finally taking it. Their parents and everyone else be damned. The hope had built up in him once he saw the exit sign through the rain that bounded on the windsheild furiously and the words Casey uttered to him, Just before seeing the shining headlights. "I love you..." Had been the last words he'd uttered before the collision. Casey's body was whipped away from him as his sealt belt held him back, though not wearing it properly so his body jerked as his head smashed down on the head board with a loud bang, his nose cracking as well as his neck as he fell limply into the seat the back of his head hitting the side door. When he awoke in the hospital, his vision was blurry, But he didn't care about any of that. All he care about was Casey as he struggled to look over at the bruise and broken body next to him. Tears filling his already blurry vision, not even able to recognize the love of his life as he let out a strangled sob as he winced feeling the device known as a halo drilled into his head keeping his neck in place from the break, his nose in a case as well. After that, He didn't want to remember anymore.
He choked out a gasp snapping back to reality the water running even colder now as it slammed down on him from above. After finishing in the shower he felt around for the door and pushed it open, slowly stepping out of the shower. He grabbed a towel off the rack knowing where it was as he dried off. His damp black and white striped hair hanging freely down and framing his face as he wrapped the twoel around his waist feeling around for the door and opening it, His great dane then on helping him back into his room and over to his closet. Though just then the phone rang. He sighed and grabbed onto the handle bar attached to the large great dane -he had soft light brown fur, big puppy dog eyes and on all fours was higher then Deklin's waist- and he lead him back into the kitchen were the phone was. He picked up the phone only to hear his mother's frantic voice on the other end. What she said made him nearly drop the phone. Though as she said he needed to get down there he mearly shook his head. "I-I Can't..." He gasped out meekly before hanging up the phone, His heart racing in his chest, His unseeing eyes searching around the room desperatly. He waned to see casey, more then anything... But the problem was... He couldn't and never would be able to again, He didn't think he desrved to anyway, if it wasn't for him, none of this would have happened. ... ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Sex, Love, Control, Vanity.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ 'So, you know everything about everything But you don't,
You still think I'm coming back but baby you'll see!' 'Mr. Bring Me Down
Well ya like to bring me down, don't you?
But I ain't laying down, baby, I ain't goin' down
Can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be
Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me
Baby, you should know that I lead not follow!' 'Mr. Play Your Games, Only got yourself to blame! When you want me back again,
But I ain't falling back again, 'Cause I'm living my truth without your lies!
Let's be clear baby this is goodbye, I ain't coming back tomorrow!' 'Oh you think that you know me, know me! That's why I'm
leaving you lonely, lonely 'Cause baby you don't know
a thing about me You don't know a thing about me
You ain't got the right to tell me When and where to go,
no right to tell me! Acting like you own me lately
Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me!' { OutOfCandy } : Yeah, it was great ^^ sorry, for the back track, it's just after reading yours I felt my first post was a little on the crappy side so I figured I btter try a little better heh... Hope this one was alright >///<
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 3:29 pm
x~Casey~x ♥---Strong---Confident---Loving---♥ "Tell me I'm alive."
"Tell me that you love me, that our love is real."
"I don't care what they told us."
"I don't care what happened."
"I don't care if I search endlessly for you."
"They say love is war."
"They say their is love at first sight."
"They even say that their is a thing called true love."
"I say screw them, because I say that I'm crazy for you." "The rain is heavy."
"Like the chains coursing through a shattered heart."
"One day...they may be repaired."
"If I can lace my fingers between yours one last time." Casey clutched the metal bars of his hospital bed. His father momentarily asking questions along with his step mom who had seemed to have been trying to get ahold of Deklin. The face of his love had flashed into his mind and he felt the pain of feeling loneliness without him. 'We got caught great. I wonder how long I was out.' Casey asked himself, it couldn't have been long in his mind. It seemed like what had happened three years ago was only a few hours ago. Though Deklin was okay, or so he thought. A doctor soon floated in and did his inspection onto Casey, who seemed to have made a minor recovery after years of surgery. Boy did it show having scars on every inch of his torso, but he didn't care about that. The doctor began telling him exactly what had happened that night. Flashes of senses and memories he would love to lose returning. The thick scent of blood, the look of the light shining onto the road that was showered in glass. The sound of sirens as he closed his eyes mixes of blue and red covering the streets. So close...yet so far. It had been three years that's what had hurt the most. Unconscious on the brink of death for three long years. Casey felt his hand cover his eyes as he softly cried, believing it was all his fault. He had taken Deklin and he had been driving. Even if the other driver was the cause of the crash he didn't care, Casey was impatient and selfish. It was because of this that he had nearly died and taken Deklin with him. The mention of his love's blindness was just stabbing more knives into his heart. It was like an agonizing shock that would scar him, just like the scars on his skin already.
He wanted to see him, he wanted to hold Deklin and never let go. At an attempt of getting out of bed. Everyone seemed to bolt toward him. His limbs being inactive for years had left his muscles weakened and he fell to the ground. It was a regular fall he didn't break anything but it still hurt when he figured out his legs hadn't yet adapted their use yet. His black bangs covering his eyes he was helped back into the bed. Told that it will take time for his body to adjust. He didn't want to wait, this was a new start and Casey wanted to begin. Though he did as he was told but in a few hours he will have his chance, his muscles should adapt by then or so he hoped.
(OOC: Your writing is sublime as always~! ^-^)
"I'll paint my walls red."
"With the blood that was spattered onto the ground."
"And smile as I think of you."
"Don't look at me."
"Like I'm some kind of monster."
"Because your really no different then me sweetheart." "You want a kiss?"
"How about a kick in the teeth?"
"This way you can feel the way I do."
"When I dance on your heart."
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 12:43 am
(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯)DΣƘLI∏(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯) 'Hello, hello, it's only me Infecting everything you love!
Somewhere beyond the pain there must be a way to believe!' ƨɯєєƭ დ ɦɣƥєɾ დ ʅơvɪɲʛ
ƨʌɾƈʌƨƭɪƈ ჯ ƨɦɣ ჯ ʛυʌɾɗєɗ 'Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control
Somewhere beyond the pain there must
be a way to believe Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control Somewhere beyond
the pain there must be a way to believe!' 'There's still time Close your eyes! Only love,
will guide you home Tear down the walls and free your soul
Till we crash we're forever spiraling down, down, down, down!'
'Do what you what you want, if you have a dream for better
Do what you what you want till you don't want it anymore!
(remember who you really are)! Do what you what you want,
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
Every heart in my hands like a pale reflection...' ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Lipstick, Lies, Tears, Tragety.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ DΣƘLI∏... The room seemed to feel even smaller then it already was, which was hard to do. The kitchen of his tiny apartment was oly a five by seven room with small slightly high tech fridge and a double enforced sink along with a small stove and microwave. The counter tops were white the bottom decor being an odd beige like color along with light wooden cupborads. He did all he could to keep himself up right, his dog whining slightly wondering what was wrong as he leaned on the door frame to the entrance of the kitchen for support. He couldn't believe any of this, Casey was awake. After three years of being alone... Waiting in the darkness while he'd.... Slept. All of it just seemed unreal. The years without him seemed unbearable, Now that he was awake... Of course the only thing on his mind was seeing him, Hugging him, letting his arms enclose arms enclose around him once more. Just to bring that feeling of warmth and protection back that had been gone ever since the day he'd stopped visting him at the hospital.
He called out a command to the dog and he instantly reacted getting up and directing him towards his beedroom and over towards his dresser. He ran his hands along it before opening it up, His hands running along each soft fabric getting the details of it into his mind for a brief picture. All the while his mind traveling back... As it always did. A month after the accident his sight had gotten worse, Casey still hadn't waken up yet and the doctor delivered the news that he was going blind. He really couldn't accept that information, It was like telling someone to say goodbye to their whole world... everything in front of them. Though as he looked over at Casey, his eyes closed those damn machines attached to him... He felt as though he deserved... If they'd never met... If he hadn't been so damn persistant in making him fall for him, They would have just ended up being regualr step-brothers. Casey being the amazing football star, and Deklin the disapointing aoutcast kid... He would have prefered that over this... Or he tried to convice himself that he would've been. Though really, He couldn't convince himself he regretted any minute spent with Casey.
The time seemed to frag on in that hospital... but both their wounds healed, His vision only got worse by the day... Until eventually his world was cast into darkness. Then even he couldn't look over at Casey anymore. He visited him everyday after school, Celebrated his and casey's graduation as he curled up onto the hospital bed with him... Never giving up hope that one day he'd come back. Telling him all the recent news and what was going on... But, everything just began to weigh down on him. Everyday hearing the same words 'No Change'. By the time his ninteenth birthday came around, He couldn't do it anymore... Saying one last goodbye to Casey before just running. He sighed as once again snapping back to reality, he'd managed to get dressed fairly easily as he slid on the form fitting leather patch pants and studded belt, Slipping one a loose-ish black shirt with some form of graphic design on it and slipping on his studded ankle high black converse and desinger scarf Casey had bought him for his birthday sihghing wistfully as he grabbed his baggy black jacket.
He had no idea what he was doing, but it seemed something was leading him back home. Though he knew what that something was... Casey. He slid on his sunglasses covering his hazy grey eyes as he clicked his tongue in command for his dog, He instantly came at the command. He said another cammand which lead him back to the phone and he sighed picking it up, feeling around for the numbers before shking putting it up to his ear. "Hey... Mom... I'll be on the next bus out." He said quietly, his mother sighing in relief saying something babout how glad casey would be to hear it and he shook his head. "No, don't tell him..." He said quickly. "I, uhh... I want it to be a suprise." He said shakily and he got an alright from his mother before hanging up once more. He swallowed hard before walking out of his apartment and walking down five blocks to the local bus station... Seems fate was on his side since the bus he needed was just now boarding as he bought the ticket... Heading back home.. back to his memories... Back to Casey. ... ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Sex, Love, Control, Vanity.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ 'So, you know everything about everything But you don't,
You still think I'm coming back but baby you'll see!' 'Mr. Bring Me Down
Well ya like to bring me down, don't you?
But I ain't laying down, baby, I ain't goin' down
Can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be
Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me
Baby, you should know that I lead not follow!' 'Mr. Play Your Games, Only got yourself to blame! When you want me back again,
But I ain't falling back again, 'Cause I'm living my truth without your lies!
Let's be clear baby this is goodbye, I ain't coming back tomorrow!' 'Oh you think that you know me, know me! That's why I'm
leaving you lonely, lonely 'Cause baby you don't know
a thing about me You don't know a thing about me
You ain't got the right to tell me When and where to go,
no right to tell me! Acting like you own me lately
Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me!'
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 1:52 pm
x~Casey~x ♥---Strong---Confident---Loving---♥ "Tell me I'm alive."
"Tell me that you love me, that our love is real."
"I don't care what they told us."
"I don't care what happened."
"I don't care if I search endlessly for you."
"They say love is war."
"They say their is love at first sight."
"They even say that their is a thing called true love."
"I say screw them, because I say that I'm crazy for you." "The rain is heavy."
"Like the chains coursing through a shattered heart."
"One day...they may be repaired."
"If I can lace my fingers between yours one last time." In complete silence Casey had still felt the pain of being alone. Despite the room being filled with random members of the family and a few classmates he didn't even remember. His memory was a bit faint. So he just stayed silent. The gown he was in was started to get uncomfortable. For some idea he preferred to be in something that didn't resemble a moo-moo for dying people. Turning to his father words randomly left his lips, "Is it okay if I change?" He asked, his father gave an approving nod. Making his way over to his son but the closer he got a sudden feeling of resentment sank over him. "I can get up myself." Casey said bluntly. Lifting his body his arms wobbled as he pushed off the bed. His soles touching the cold hospital floor he took small steps passing by everyone who seemed to have visited, the room silent. It had only been a few minutes and Casey had been able to walk. He wasn't going to lie either. It hurt, feeling like his body was being dragged through glass...again. He took some clothes his step mom had brought him and walked into the bathroom located near the exit. His hand twisting the knob and he tossed the clothes over onto the counter. He hated this feeling. Helpless, he didn't like it at all, truthfully he didn't care about the apron he just wanted to be away from those people. The same people who had cheered his name, he didn't deserve a spec of respect. Not after what he had done. His reputation of being a football star, every student knew his name. Every teammate supported him, well most of the time. But now he had lost that, now they only pitied him. He wanted to feel a punishment for what he had caused to himself. For what he had caused to Deklin. Tears swelled in his eyes and he removed the gown. Picking up his clothes he tugged on his jeans and lifted his shirt before turning into the mirror. Scars lining up his entire torso some moving down near his waist. It was like the glass had been paint used on his body like a canvas. It appalled him, shaking his head he sighed and put on his shirt. He picked up the case were his glasses were held. He didn't really use this pair but his old ones seemed to have flown from his face and probably were shattered on impact like his body had been. Staring at them for a few seconds he drew them on over his eyes, everything seemed slightly brighter and clear. He didn't seem to mind very much it only added detail to the pain he felt. Though he could be a little happy, he was blessed with life when he didn't deserve it. He could also walk well somewhat. Exiting from the bathroom he wasn't quite sure if he even wanted to get back in the bed. Not after being in it for three years. One would think that's the last thing he'd want and it was. But he didn't seem to mind anymore. Laying on top of the sheets the room reverted to it's chatty nature. Hmmm, even after seeing him walk they still seemed to lack the skill to face him directly or was it the other way around? Lost in his own thoughts he sighed and tapped his fingers against his knees. Looking occasionally at his father. It didn't matter to him how many times he visited him, he still had a grudge against his father. Leaning backwards he closed his eyes for a while wanting to rest as his body pulsed with it's sore muscles. Guilt continued to creep around his mind darkening every single thought he had.
"I'll paint my walls red."
"With the blood that was spattered onto the ground."
"And smile as I think of you."
"Don't look at me."
"Like I'm some kind of monster."
"Because your really no different then me sweetheart." "You want a kiss?"
"How about a kick in the teeth?"
"This way you can feel the way I do."
"When I dance on your heart."
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 3:09 pm
(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯)DΣƘLI∏(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯) 'Hello, hello, it's only me Infecting everything you love!
Somewhere beyond the pain there must be a way to believe!' ƨɯєєƭ დ ɦɣƥєɾ დ ʅơvɪɲʛ
ƨʌɾƈʌƨƭɪƈ ჯ ƨɦɣ ჯ ʛυʌɾɗєɗ 'Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control
Somewhere beyond the pain there must
be a way to believe Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control Somewhere beyond
the pain there must be a way to believe!' 'There's still time Close your eyes! Only love,
will guide you home Tear down the walls and free your soul
Till we crash we're forever spiraling down, down, down, down!'
'Do what you what you want, if you have a dream for better
Do what you what you want till you don't want it anymore!
(remember who you really are)! Do what you what you want,
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
Every heart in my hands like a pale reflection...' ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Lipstick, Lies, Tears, Tragety.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ DΣƘLI∏... It took awhile for the bus to actually get going, Thanks to having a non-sypathetic bus driver that didn't want to have a 'mutt' on 'his' bus. Even affter explaing that Moose was a seeing eye dog for Deklin's own personal aid, The man went so far as to get the supervisor for the bus station as a means to get the dog off the bus. Though thankfully the supervisor had a heart and just had Deklin move to the back two seats on the bus with moose sitting up in one of the seats, The dog nearly being as big as a regular human anyway. Deklin sighed as he set his head on the cool window of the bus, finally starting up and pulling out and getting on the road. The drive would take about eight hours, not including the stops. The bus smelt of a mixture of a deli shop and body odor... He was actually glad he couldn't see any of the people, otherwise he would have probably never got on the bus. Even now his heart was pounding with a mixture of fear and longing at the taught of being in the same room with Casey. He felt like he had the first time Casey had actually told him he'd go out with him... Though of course it was secret back then, on the count of Casey being the big football star. He got it, accepted it... He didn't care, He was just glad to be with him.
He let out a shaky sighed as his unseeing eyes closed and Moose rested his head on top of his lap huffing slightly. Once again he began slowly drifting off as the slow rocking of the road calmed him. You'd think after the accident he'd be terrified of road trips... But oddly enough he still grew very calm when traveling. Even as the calm began to cover him, the dreams never stopped as past memories invaded his mind bringing him back to everything. A slow recap of his time spent with Casey, The only memories that hadn't faded at all in his hazy memory... The secret dates, the forbidden romance, The whispered promises, Feelings of protection... and The love he'd felt those long three years ago that had seemed to grow so far away ever since... Though the closer he got back to Casey, it seemed to be coming back. Though so did the fear and guilt. What would he say to him? How could Casey ever forgive him for what he'd done? Would he even recongize him? Even without seeing himself he knew he'd changed in the last three years... Alot more then he would have thought, Probably alot more then anyone -immediate family included- would have even anticipated.
He was jerked awake when the loud booming voice of the driver came on over the intercom telling tem they'd reached their destination. He sighed as he looked out the window, only seeing darkness, but knew from memory what he'd see would be his old tiny hometown... It's prdie being football and people that like to know everyone else's business. He clicked his tongue and snapped his fingers pointing down and moose immediatly hopped down into the aisle leading him through as he grabbed his tiny backpack and followed his dog. He wasn't sure but he thought he could feel the driver giving him a dirty look as he got off the bus. Hearing a suprised gasp and he turned before he was tackle hugged, his frail body not expecting it and he stumbled, moose growled slightly before he heard his mother began to speak in tearfill mumblings he couldn't understand. "It's okay moose." He said simply to the dog and patted his mother's back once before moving away from her. "How'd you manage to get away?" He asked his voice soft and fragile as he looked. His mother cleared her throat and calmed herself down before answering. "I simply told them I needed some air."
He simply nodded and asked where the car was, seeing he wasn't in the mood to talk she began walking toward it. Telling moose a simple command to follow he did and after opening the backseat door and getting in along with Moosethey drove to the hospital in silence. There was a few perks to being blind he guessed... He told his mother he never wanted to see her again when she married Casey's father, He got his wish. He still recented her for what she'd did, He blamed her for what had happened to Casey and himself. Though as they got to the hospital his heart started to pound once again as they walked through the doors, thankfully not getting any trouble for having moose.
Once at the floor Casey was on he was lead through the hall and finally to the room. He heard the chatting before he even got in the room. Though the moment he entered it stopped. He smiled smally. "Oh, no please... Don't stop on my account." He said his voice still the same fragile like tone. Though he knew what they were looking at... His slim muscular tone had diminished his body was now frail and thin, though his stomach still looked toned if he removed his shirt, but he wouldn't be doing that he assumed. His eyes had bags under them and his skin was even paler then it had been. He regretted being here now as he looked blanking into the darkness and was lead over to the bed his hands being placed on the bar moose sitting beside him. "Casey?" he said rather as a question, not really knowing what else to say after three years. 'Hey, how you been, Good to see you awkae for once'... Souded rather inappropriate. Not to mention rude, HE probably would have made that comment before when he was stupid, but he felt enough guilt already. Not to mention a sense of being so useless he had to have people lead him everywhere... Even to some he used to graviate to instantly without a thought. ... ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Sex, Love, Control, Vanity.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ 'So, you know everything about everything But you don't,
You still think I'm coming back but baby you'll see!' 'Mr. Bring Me Down
Well ya like to bring me down, don't you?
But I ain't laying down, baby, I ain't goin' down
Can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be
Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me
Baby, you should know that I lead not follow!' 'Mr. Play Your Games, Only got yourself to blame! When you want me back again,
But I ain't falling back again, 'Cause I'm living my truth without your lies!
Let's be clear baby this is goodbye, I ain't coming back tomorrow!' 'Oh you think that you know me, know me! That's why I'm
leaving you lonely, lonely 'Cause baby you don't know
a thing about me You don't know a thing about me
You ain't got the right to tell me When and where to go,
no right to tell me! Acting like you own me lately
Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me!'
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 2:03 pm
x~Casey~x ♥---Strong---Confident---Loving---♥ "Tell me I'm alive."
"Tell me that you love me, that our love is real."
"I don't care what they told us."
"I don't care what happened."
"I don't care if I search endlessly for you."
"They say love is war."
"They say their is love at first sight."
"They even say that their is a thing called true love."
"I say screw them, because I say that I'm crazy for you." "The rain is heavy."
"Like the chains coursing through a shattered heart."
"One day...they may be repaired."
"If I can lace my fingers between yours one last time." The pain of being alone was almost becoming too much for Casey to handle. He was wrapping his mind around too many negative things, what was it that had him want to scream into a pillow? Was it his father? He had married without even telling Casey and just throwing his love life away like it was a frail possession. Was it the people who had come to see him, every single one of them hadn't been there for him when he revealed that he was dating Deklin no strings attached. They simply kept it sealed under their lips, at the time that seemed good enough but now it was like they were mocking him. He could hear whispers of how he was just a shell of who he had been before. The talent he had was gone into an abyss of memories and would most likely never return. Faith a moral not used in this story, faith just a tool to be used into getting the one you loved hurt. He seethed in anger why now? Why do they come now with their concerned glances? Why now did his father want to help Casey? Was it for closure, a simple way to earn the forgiveness he didn't deserve? Though Casey was being rather harsh, his father had fallen in love much like he had. But Casey chose a hollow fandom over the one he loved while his father only saw one person in his life. Now was the moment to act, he had to find a new beginning and fulfill the promise he had made years ago. But what if Deklin resented him?
What if he blamed Casey for what had happened, three years had passed he understood that. He understood that he couldn't change what had happened. Pretending it never did wouldn't help either, the pain and scars they had been dealt with are too much to ignore. Though what he could do was try, to cope with what they had been given. Second chances came with a price, and the deals have been made. Not a second passes Casey didn't think about ending what should have been made the night of the crash. His mind raced that night, he had paced in his room not understanding then why his parents had set these boundaries, what did Casey have to do to make the pain subside. The thought of suicide always came to mind, but he knew that would only cause a heart ache among everyone especially his love. Though later that night he'd do something no different but to run away. Arrogance getting the better of him and he payed the price of his body. Snapping out of his blank trance the doctor handed him a wooden clipboard. Stating he was free to leave whenever he wished, though recommended rest to a thought.
Only a mere thought, Casey took the pen and signed his name across the line. The deed has been done and the chains were officially dismantled. His mind however was blank and he had no idea which path to choose and which path to follow. As the doctor left Casey closed his eyes listening to the whispers in the room. Speaking of how he wasn't ready and that he was only unstable to dangerous and need of psychological help. Before he knew it his father had approached him, "Look, I wanted to let you know that-" Before he was even allowed an answer Casey raised his hand. "Stop, just stop. You've....done enough. You've got nothing to prove." Casey said, he just wanted to be alone and deal with these feelings he had visualized in his mind.
His father scratched his head not truly knowing what to do, so he simply walked back over to where he once stood. Letting out a sigh Casey didn't feel right, he felt like a different person and he hated that. Three years on his clock had been wiped away but what was he going to do? He had to wait and just think. Letting out a sigh he closed his eyes once more and continued to organize his thoughts. Hearing the door open he assumed it was the doctor again so he didn't move or even glance in that direction. Though it had concerned him when everyone had gone quiet. What was going on? A voice rained into the room and Casey's eyes shot open. It was distinct and recognizable. Turning almost in sync he caught a glance and could hear nothing but footsteps and his own heart beating loudly. Opening his eyes slowly he caught the person he thought he'd never see again. Deklin. He was speechless. What was he supposed to say? Hi? After three years of being asleep and to just say hi would be like a slap to the face. He was...unsure what to say other than, "I'm sorry." He said quietly, he looked up at Deklin. He looked different, but he was still the same person. He could tell by the way he was, the way he acted. It was like memories floating back without consent and into his mind. Not all negative, some bringing back his feelings of love and want for Deklin even more than he had previously.
(OOC: Gyaah~! Sorry I was sick the past 3 days Q-Q I can make posts now though.)
"I'll paint my walls red."
"With the blood that was spattered onto the ground."
"And smile as I think of you."
"Don't look at me."
"Like I'm some kind of monster."
"Because your really no different then me sweetheart." "You want a kiss?"
"How about a kick in the teeth?"
"This way you can feel the way I do."
"When I dance on your heart."
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 4:09 pm
(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯)DΣƘLI∏(¯`’•.¸*♫♪♥(✿◠‿◠)♥♫♪*¸.•’´¯) 'Hello, hello, it's only me Infecting everything you love!
Somewhere beyond the pain there must be a way to believe!' ƨɯєєƭ დ ɦɣƥєɾ დ ʅơvɪɲʛ
ƨʌɾƈʌƨƭɪƈ ჯ ƨɦɣ ჯ ʛυʌɾɗєɗ 'Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control
Somewhere beyond the pain there must
be a way to believe Hello, hello remember me?
I'm everything you can't control Somewhere beyond
the pain there must be a way to believe!' 'There's still time Close your eyes! Only love,
will guide you home Tear down the walls and free your soul
Till we crash we're forever spiraling down, down, down, down!'
'Do what you what you want, if you have a dream for better
Do what you what you want till you don't want it anymore!
(remember who you really are)! Do what you what you want,
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
your world's closing in on you now! (it isn't over)! Stand and
Every heart in my hands like a pale reflection...' ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Lipstick, Lies, Tears, Tragety.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ DΣƘLI∏... The room around was eerily quiet as he waited for Casey to respond to his question like saying of his name. The seconds seemed to go on like minutes as he waited. He was kind of expecting someon in the room to cry out april fool's. He would expect none less of these people he used to call family and friends. Well, from what he had heard, None of them were his friends. All of that of which were friends of Casey of friends of his parents here for support. Yet, really his mother seemed more anxious to see him then about Casey finally waking up. After three years of waiting, that only made him more anry at her. What right did she have to not care, It was her fault anyway. To say the least he was neutral about Casey's father... His step father. It was he that asked the question true... But his mother was the one that had given the answer that had ruined his and Casey's life. Taken three years away from then that they will never get back... Taken away his sight. No matter how hard his eyes were trying to get the picture of his love before him... He just couldn't do it. That was what hurt the most... Not the years or the fact that things would never be the same, The fact that... He'd never see Casey again.
Though he only had himself to blame for it, He never blamed Casey for anything. When Casey finally spoke he let out a shaky sigh of both relief... and sorrow. Though passed the sorrow there was overwhelming factors of joy and hapiness in hearing that oh, so familiar voice... Even after three years just the sound of it made his heartbeat stutter at an unusal pace. With a simple shake of his head at his apology, that nearly brought tears to his unseeing eyes. He was about to speak when his mother cut off his words, Not realy any suprise there. Though what she said did suprise him. "Come now everyone... Let's see if we can all get some dinner huh?" her speeding ovbious tone giving away that she was shooing everyone out. Though thankfully hearing the sounds of shuffling feet and 'see ya laters' directed at Casey. Even blind he knew some of the voices and also knew they weren't directed at him.
He didn't know if everyone was gone before he slipped off his sunglasses and looked to where Casey's voice had came from. His eyes had not changed -aside from the rest of him- they were still the same dark navy like blue. Though they had a sort of hazy off look to them, like stormy dark clouds. He swallowed hard as he felt around for something to set the glasses on finally finding some surface and placing them down as he looked down. "Don't be sorry Casey..." He said his voice still frail and quiet like he was going to shatter at any moment. Just saying his name brought back even more memories. The fact that he was talking to him now... Awake... Breathing without the aid of a machine, It was rather overwhelming. He let out another shaky sigh as he looked up his hazy eyes looking out into the darkness not knowing if he was looking at Casey of a wall. "It wasn't your fault..." and it was true, The Truck driver had been drunk and speeding off the off-ramp. The police said that there was no way Casey could have seen him coming, not in that weather. He sniffed once. "I'm just glad you're awake." He said, terribly close to breaking down at the moment as the weight of everything that had happened to them was crashing down... It was true, he never wanted to come back here. But the fact was, he couldn't stay away knowing that Casey was here... Alive, Awake. The love he had for him had never died and the lonliness without him has been unbareable and being here now, just maximized those feeling tenfold. ... ·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙˜”*°•.Sex, Love, Control, Vanity.•°*”˜˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙ 'So, you know everything about everything But you don't,
You still think I'm coming back but baby you'll see!' 'Mr. Bring Me Down
Well ya like to bring me down, don't you?
But I ain't laying down, baby, I ain't goin' down
Can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be
Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me
Baby, you should know that I lead not follow!' 'Mr. Play Your Games, Only got yourself to blame! When you want me back again,
But I ain't falling back again, 'Cause I'm living my truth without your lies!
Let's be clear baby this is goodbye, I ain't coming back tomorrow!' 'Oh you think that you know me, know me! That's why I'm
leaving you lonely, lonely 'Cause baby you don't know
a thing about me You don't know a thing about me
You ain't got the right to tell me When and where to go,
no right to tell me! Acting like you own me lately
Yeah baby you don't know a thing about me
You don't know a thing about me!' { O utO fC andy } : OutfitOh, No worries, Don't worry about it ^^... It's all good, I hope you're feeling better smile
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