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 Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2014 4:20 pm
  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The girls weren't getting much work done in the car. They were trying to, they really were, but this case wasn't all that easy. At least, not in Bianca's perspective. The amount of times that she had repeated how she 'just doesn't get it' was unbelievable. But she was in the car alone with her sister and sometimes, just sometimes, her sister didn't mention how annoying Bianca's constant repetition of words could be. Regardless, when Dean and Sam returned to the Impala, Bianca only pursed her lips as the sound of a marker against paper was heard. Well, Roxanne had occupied herself with drawing the neighborhood vaguely so that she could cross off any houses that weren't relevant to the case. The girls were seriously organized with cases. Despite the organization, this just wasn't working out for them. And it didn't help that Roxanne and Dean seemed to have a mutual lust for the completion of this case so that they could just move on. Dean simply didn't like witches and Roxanne just didn't like dealing with her family when it came to witches. After the previous night, Bianca had noticed how Roxanne continuously repeated how some witches could be good. Well, it was kind of hard for all of them to be completely accepting of that when their past experiences with witches haven't really been the best - Ruby included.
"Uh, considering that there are a few other houses in the neighborhood, you could literally just go to all of them." Bianca did this weird eye squinting thing, it was something she did whenever she felt like she was stating something obvious. That and she slowed down her speech a little bit like she was thinking about her words. " That guy could have been a suspect. I mean, we've met a s**t ton of witches who are women but there are men witches aren't there?" Bianca looked over at Roxanne for confirmation on this. Roxanne just let out a high pitched 'Of course!' to aid Bianca's suspicions. "I'm pretty sure about this. I'm not going to say that this is one of the things that I've felt most assured about but I'm practically ninety-five percent positive that I'm on to something here. And it's not me being overly self confident. Maybe if you two just go to another couple houses? You're not going to tell that it's a witch right away but...." Bianca trailed off, looking at Roxanne. " Do you feel anything? Like...is any particular house emanating any type of....witchy-signal thing." Bianca let out a quick smile. " I'm not you, you know I'm not you. I don't know what you call stuff. We used to call your whole seeing thing the 'seeing thing' and now you're telling me that there's an exact name for it and I'm just at a lost here so why don't you take over?"
Roxanne didn't even seem offended. In fact, her sister reminded her of a parent trying to be hip by catching up on the lingo that their children use. Roxanne held a small smile as she looked up from a drawing that she was currently working on. " I'm not like a dog that can just smell stuff, you know. But currently? I don't know." Roxanne waved her hand around as she spoke, being careful to avoid poking Bianca with the pencil that her hand contained. " I just don't know. Ask the demon, he's more entitled to knowing which witch is which". Roxanne never actually referred to Sam as 'the demon' prior to this even but you could tell that she didn't mean it maliciously, she was just saying it to be some-what jokeful? The girls typically cracked more jokes than anyone could count but the hunting has made them a little more stressed. Roxanne went back to sketching, her pencil making soothing sounds across the paper.
Bianca rolled her eyes at her sister and just shrugged at Dean. " I say keep searching houses. I know that they're here. They've got to be. Unless it's a network..." Bianca suddenly sucked in her cheeks, preparing herself for an evil scientist kind of rant that she would go on. " W-What if there's only a few of them here but there's like a s**t ton of them someone else and the one's here are for grunt work?" Bianca, the occasional conspiracy theorist. Bianca dared the nudge Roxanne. Okay, usually Bianca would be more than happy with sounding like she was insane but these were witches and , even if it was a vague knowledge, no one knew witches any better than the actual witch.
"This all swings back to my whole 'no specific pattern thing'. That wouldn't make sense to me. There's got to be a pattern in order for me to determine a reason so that we could figure out if you're right. But as of right now? This just looks like a set of kidnappings and possible killings for the hell of it. But these aren't kids just screwing around, these are witches that know how to do this properly. " Roxanne sighed. " Do one of you want to stay in the car and just let me help with the FBI gist? If I'm not getting a vibe, we could be in and out quicker. And it'll help to ask if suspects know the victims, maybe there's a personal connection or something like.... I don't know. People think witch craft is kinky maybe it's just some people who got a little too hot and heavy"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2014 9:29 am
 ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!  Dean and Sam were currently ignoring the girls, no offense to them. Not that they were pissed at them or they were upset of what they were doing, but merely because they already knew what they were going to say when they got inside the black Impala. Bianca, Dean presumes was either going to assure him that he did good or just go on a rant about how there were other houses and they can search that. Sure, they were posing as FBI's but to walk up on every door and interact with them and ask questions seems rather farfetched. Not only was it because Dean was anti-social, minus flirting with the ladies back then, but also because Dean knew that someone on the street would catch them halfway up the street and call the cops before they even reach to their door. To walk about and knock on every door, it would mean that they don't know how to do their jobs, and to get caught by the police, Dean could already tell that they weren't going to have the perfect lie on the spot. Unless Sam could spontaneously come up with one. While Bianca was speaking, Dean was trying to think of another way to find the witches.
Sam had noticed something: Roxanne. How she seemed to tense more than usual, even if it's a case of witches. She always seemed to want to change the subject or ask Bianca and Dean if they wanted her to take over. Which Sam predicted that Roxanne was going to do. In the end, Sam was correct. After Roxanne was done speaking, Sam had remembered something. Looking towards the wheel, but not directly at Dean - Sam does this a lot, even as a kid - Sam had whispered, "I think I got an idea." Not that he was whispering because the girls were in the backseat, but it was just a force of habit. When Sam and Dean were on the road by themselves and they entered a place, Sam would pick up on something, look close to Dean and whisper that he thought of something. Dean looked to his right, gaining Sam's wide, puppy eyes. Almost, briefly, Dean had captured the sight of his baby brother. "Go back to the motel," said Sam, not actually meaning it to be in a commanding tone, but merely to tell him what to do to get this idea in motion. Again, this was usual. Dean waited for a beat or two before nodding, looking towards the road, and letting the Impala roar back to life.
At the motel, Sam had entered first, mainly because he was the one with the idea and he needed to quickly get things together. Dean was the last to enter, him following the girls inside. Before closing the door, he stole a glance outside, to make sure nothing unusual was nearby. Or even suspects in case Sam's idea was a big reveal to the public. After everything looked clear, Dean pursed his lips and closed the door. Immediately after fixing all the locks, Dean moved to the curtains and shut the blinds to shy them away from the world. When turning around, Sam was searching through the drawers of the motel. "What are you lookin' for?" asked Dean, confused.
Sam ran his hands inside every drawer inside the motel, replying back to Dean after gaining what he needed. "A map of this town," said Sam, holding up the brochure of the area. Inside was a wide map of this town and this town only. A small grin came on his lips, but Dean's features were still puzzled. With a soft sigh, Sam laid the map on the table. While he was searching through Roxanne's duffle for a candle, Sam explained, "Okay, so you know the time when you were gone and we had no idea where the hell you were? You were just gone, poof, with no traces or clues where you went?" Dean swallowed harshly because he knew exactly what moment Sam was talking about. When he tortured Alastair. Roxanne was there too, watching as Dean did this. Shifting slightly in his feet, Dean crossed his arms and pursed his lips as if it was nothing, also nodding his head.
"Right, well, I remembered how I found you. Ruby. She was a witch, remember? She had this map, a candle with a light, said maybe only two lines of Latin, and burned the map. But, only one part of it was unburned. Your location." Looking towards Roxanne now, Sam explained the next part of his plan, "I thought that since you're a witch and you have a witch book, you could find out where the witches are. I mean, if you can't, I can probably get Ruby down here, do the spell, and we all can get the witches and be on our merry way." Dean let out a soft chuckle, mentally admitting that it was a pretty grand idea. It could work, though he didn't like Ruby, he also didn't like being stumped.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2014 7:40 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
When they were in the hotel, the girls stood off to the side watching Sam. They had mimicked stances, both with the legs separated slightly to give them a leaning posture,hips protruding slightly, and arms folded across their chests. They didn't seem annoyed, but more interested in where Sam was going with this. It was like whenever they watched movies and they seemed interested when they were really just taking mental notes so that they can over analyze everything once they're alone together. But, at the given moment, Sam's behavior rendered the girls to have a mimicked expression of the one Dean wore. When Sam went into her bag, Roxanne's small intake of breath was undoubtedly noted by Bianca. Bianca didn't consider it to be anything suspicious since Sam and Roxanne....well,Bianca didn't know what to consider them. She didn't forget what she saw in the diner but Roxanne didn't talk about Sam at all when they were alone, even when Bianca poked at the topic. Maybe Roxanne had just ended up reverting back to her docile ways when it came to Sam. The girl was holding herself together but this wasn't easy on her.
Although Dean seemed delighted with Sam's idea and Bianca seemed to be giving an approving nod, Roxanne scoffed slightly. She thought his idea was actually kind of brilliant but right now wasn't the time for her to be praising the guy for these things. "If you can't do it" she repeated, wrinkling her nose slightly when it said it. Roxanne, your witch is showing. Quite frankly, she didn't care that he had offered to get Ruby to do it - she cared that he actually considered the fact that Roxanne wasn't capable of doing this. " That's cute". Roxanne had a witch book, she called it something different than how Sam referred to it but she definitely had one and it wasn't a secret. That part wasn't a secret, she's had it since before Sam went to hell but she just rarely used it. Atleast, that's the story she's gone by. "I'd honestly prefer Ruby doing this" she muttered unhappily. "I'm never killing witches but, no matter how much I make it known that I don't want to be involved, you drag me in" Roxanne huffed as she took the map and candle from Sam and placed them on the table. She held on to the map for a moment, staring a the candle. She couldn't hide the small glance she have towards her sister for a moment. No matter the amount of years, Roxanne remembered when this stuff would scare her little sister.
But the blonde couldn't help that something just clicked in her. That the cockiness that she had back at the bar suddenly returned to her at full force. Maybe it wasn't cockiness, it was just more confidence that she's ever allowed herself to have. Maybe no one was used to her being so sure of herself and open to people other than those in the room. Roxanne didn't need any gestures for this, no hand waving, no finger snapping, just a simple glance and the candle lit up. She had more than one candle in her bag, why did Sam had to pick her favorite? I was scented like Watermelon and she really liked this one, she didn't want to use it for a spell. Roxanne looked up at Sam, straight at Sam. Maybe this was the part of her that was different. She didn't even look down at the candle, she expertly held the map close enough to the candle to be ready but far enough for it not the burn but her eyes never left Sam's when she did this. She said a few words in Latin quickly, almost inaudible, before she burned the map. She held the map plain out, the entire brochure of the area spread out over the flame so that the fire could start from the middle. Roxanne finally broke her eye contact to look down at the fire, the least bit worried about it burning her. The girl watched, waited, until there was nothing but a little piece of paper that was no where near her grasp so it has fallen onto the table. She wasn't burned but she had felt the heat and it left a little bit of a tingle on her hands. The girl held her hair from her face and blew out her candle. Bianca was right, they were in a neighborhood, just not the one that Bianca suspected. " There's your witches." said Roxanne, sounding completely...monotonous.
Bianca wasn't all that surprised. Actually, she was a tiny bit surprised but she didn't let that show. She knew that Roxanne wasn't a sitting duck with her powers, the girl could obviously do some stuff. What had gotten to Bianca was how Roxanne didn't even flinch as the fire neared her hands, how the blonde only stared at it. Roxanne could be pretty intense lately. " Woah" said Bianca, staring from the candle,that was currently releasing the final smoke after it's momentary burning, to her sister who was just standing there in all her proud witch-ness. It was really nice to see Roxanne so confident about her powers for once. Not using them just because she knew that it makes her useful, but because it was part of who she was and that we was actually comfortable with being like this in front of them. " You go, girl" said Bianca, smiling. Well, she was supportive of her sister. She wasn't scared of Roxanne's magic like she used to be, she was just afraid of what Roxanne could do with her magic. Sometimes Bianca felt like Roxanne would be able to do a lot of things if she didn't care about what Bianca thought. Bianca got closer to her sister and looked at the remnants of the map, her face suddenly becoming tense. " How many do you think are there?" Bianca had to ask. It didn't have to be just one witch, it can be an entire coven or something. Bianca knew that Roxanne didn't want their blood on her hands but if there was more witches than expected, they actually could use her as leverage. Witches against two hunters, a demon, and a witch. But Roxanne didn't respond to Bianca's question. The blonde only shook her head and moved away. Bianca sighed. Fine. Roxanne wanted no part in the execution of this case but she'd have to do it. She'd end up going regardless.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 12:19 pm
  CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ Sam heard the big heavy sigh that Roxanne let out that clearly showed that she didn't want to do this, even though earlier she offered Dean and Bianca that she would do this by herself. His made Sam's jaw clench with anger. He didn't enjoy with the fact that Roxanne was acting like this was a big thing. It was just witches. Yes, she was one, but doesn't mean that she's sworn to all of the witches to the world. It's not like she has to protect all of the witches in the world. Instead of opening his mouth, Sam kept quiet until Roxanne was done with the spell. If he said something now, she wouldn't do the spell, they wouldn't know where the witches are, and they would be screwed. Nonetheless, Sam crossed his arms, bit his tongue, and waited for the answer.
Dean had noticed Sam's reaction when Roxanne had whined that she didn't want to do this and preferred Ruby doing this. Ruby could do it. Sam just had to whistle and Ruby would be here in a second since she was basically on a leash with Sam. She'll do anything for Sam anytime and anywhere. No matter what the risk was. She knew what Sam was capable but she was also in love with Sam. Even when she was possessing a blonde chick. Sam knew that he could just tug on that leash and she'll come right for him. But, Sam had uttered quiet and so Dean did as well. He just watched as Roxanne did her magic, wondering why Sam didn't just call for Ruby. Obviously, Roxanne was going to have an attitude and then Sam, and then it would be one giant b***h-fest in here. Dean watched as Roxanne and Sam had a full on stare down, one that Dean was glad that he wasn't a part of. Sam didn't show any hint of disapproving, just a sneer smirk on his face as Roxanne did her magic without even looking at the damn map.
Sam was grinning evilly for one reason: Roxanne was strong. She knew that she was strong, and she knew what she was capable of. Also: she knew who the witches were. Yes, she also knew where their location was by not even a wave of a hand, but she knew them personally. That's why she refused to join in this when Sam, Dean, and Bianca got involved. That's why she's acting so different than the other witch cases. And she was hiding this from Dean, Bianca, and Sam. The question was: why? When Roxanne was done with the spell, the burnt map gone except for one part - the direction - Sam grabbed the little area that contained the witches, and Bianca was correct. It was in a neighborhood. Since the paper didn't burn down to one spot, it showed that there were more than just one or two witches. There was a whole neighborhood of it. Dean had noticed this too when peeking over at the map that Sam held in it hands. When hearing Bianca's question about the amount of witches that could be in the street, Dean let out a sharp exhale to hint that there might be a lot. "Alright, so we going to go down to Waverly Place and Molotov these sons of bitches?"
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 7:22 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Roxanne couldn't help but snort at Dean a little. But it wasn't to be snarky or out of her b***h attitude. It was just because the Waverly Place joke genuinely caught her off guard. It even caught Bianca off guard since she just stared at Dean with a face of amusement. Roxanne shook her head at Dean. "Okay,1, that was clever. A+ for you, Dean. 2, they can die like normal people. No need for fire." Roxanne was once afraid of fire because of her parents. It was a stupid fear. It wasn't the fire that she should have feared, it was the car. She honestly only felt safe when any of the other three in the room drove. Roxanne could drive, she just didn't. But it was nice that, for a split second, Roxanne's hostility about the case vanished solely because Dean's comment was something of a children's show. Sometimes the girls just lived for jokes like these. Roxanne didn't really want to be there for the witch showdown and she sort of looked to her sister as a means of understanding. Bianca could get mad at Roxanne for her behavior but Roxanne knew that Bianca was never really mad at her.
Bianca sighed, walking over to her sister and putting her hands on Roxanne's shoulders, looking the blonde in the eyes. Roxanne's eyes were always the one thing Bianca loved the most about her older sister. She just loved how her eyes could never mask the way Roxanne felt. How there was a certain glint to them when she was in a positive mood or, like now, when they are dark when her mood is negative. "Okay, I get why you're like this. I'm not gonna be on your a** about this. You're a witch first by birth, a hunter second. Whatever." Bianca gave Roxanne a confident shoulder squeeze before releasing her sister and looking at the males in the room. " How about Dean and I go ahead. Not to hunt, just to scout. We can find out how many witches are actually there and to determine if Roxanne is actually needed for this. Also, Sam, you're a demon and I don't know too much about the relationship between demons and witches but I kinda got a feeling that witches would know if you're around" Bianca didn't even need to look at Roxanne for confirmation on that one, she was well aware of this. Bianca looked around to everyone to check if this was a good idea. It was a way to reason out her sister's refusal to partake in the case, even if she was more than willing to handle it on her own last night. "Crisis averted, okay?"
Bianca shook her head as if she was dealing with children. " So Dean and I go, stake out. Roxanne, Sam, you two can just stay here and stare at the walls or something. Do whatever you two do. Play on your phone and go out drinking, if you must" Eh, who's Bianca if not just a tiny bit immature from time to time? She had to take a crack at the two creatures in the room. C'mon, though, Roxanne's always suing her phone and Sam's always drinking. The least she could do is call them out on their crap." I'm just joking on the drinking part. Seriously, don't do that tonight." Bianca went over to Dean and practically shoved him out with the room in front of her, just wanting to get out of the tension-filled space. When they were outside the room, the door safely closed behind them, Bianca gave him a look of pure horror. " Did you see her face? I've seen that. That's the '******** you' look. They need time. I know what I'm doing. I'm on a roll today. Go with the flow for this one"
Now that Bianca and Dean were gone, Roxanne kind of just stood there for a moment, her eyes squinted and her head tilted. The year had surely changed her sister. She liked what it had done to the girl, though. She was less of a follower, more of a leader. Roxanne enjoyed that. Once the inkling of shock subsided, Roxanne migrated over to her bed and casually flipped onto it, doing exactly what Bianca told her to do - mess with her phone. It was easier than having a straight conversation with Sam. But, somehow, something just told her to actually try talking to the guy. So, Roxanne removed her phone from in front of her face and looked at Sam. " You know, if you want to call your b***h to handle the dirty work, just do it, don't talk about doing it" Roxanne didn't mean for that to come out the way it did but, hey, she was being honest. Roxanne placed her hands across her stomach and stared up at the ceiling. " We haven't had a decent conversation in weeks, you know. It's not even like we're together. It's like we're just tolerating each other". Roxanne sat up, looking at Sam. "Your little grins and smirks are really starting to piss me off. Some days I just want to-" Roxanne made a gesture with her hands that vividly mimicked choking someone. " So what was with that whole face thing, earlier? Do you find my little parlor tricks amusing?"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 8:16 pm
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ Sam was quiet during the whole process of the deciding who stays and who goes. He knew that the witches wouldn't tell if he was narrowing down on them, but he just followed along with it. If he was going to be alone with Roxanne, so be it. He needed to sort out a few things. So, Bianca left, Roxanne went to her own world, and just when Sam was about to open his mouth to make a comment on the utter silence, Roxanne cued in. As if to mess with her even more, he grinned evilly at her, loving how she was so enraged with his face, wanting him to be more dark and brooding. Well, Sam was done with brooding. Now he just wanted to confront on all the problems. All of them. He hadn't had alone time with Roxanne. He knew that if he tired to approach this with the others in the room, then he would get ganged on, shunned, and butt out. Not now. "I found it hilarious that you think you're scary. Strong, yes; scary, no." Sam chuckled lightly as he slowly walked towards the bed. "Y'know, something that I have noticed is that you seem to take this case a lot more personal than you do with the others. And, no, it's not just because it's witches. It's because you know someone here." Sam flicked two of his fingers towards himself and used his demonic powers to pull Roxanne to him. When her body was firmly pressed against his own, Sam wrapped an arm around the small of her back, along the hem of her jeans, and grinned that grin she claimed she dislikes.
"Your secret is safe with me," whispered Sam, dipping down and kissing her. In a way, he knew that Roxanne would lean into the kiss, but then again, he was just free-balling it. Soon, Sam had Roxanne pinned against the wall, his body crushing against hers. Her hands were trapped by Sam's as he held them above her head. His lips rained butterfly kisses down her neck, but soon he trailed back up to her lips and kissed her there. This was something that they both knew that they have been wanting for the longest of time. No matter how much they claim that they dislike each other, they still wanted to feel that touch again. To be close again. To kiss again. Sam did, even if he won't admit it. He was going to have an intimate moment with Roxanne, and he was going to steal it while Bianca and Dean are out on their little stakeout.
Dean felt like everything had happened so fast. Bianca had gathered a plan for a stake out that only involved Dean and Bianca and was soon shoving him out of the door. Once outside, Dean looked to the door, contemplating if he should go. He didn't want to leave Sam and Roxanne alone, but then again, they could harsh out all the problems in there. Walking to the car, Dean admitted, "I'm glad you did that. The sexual frustration was so strong in there, I was seriously about to blow my brains out. It's like a sex orgy waiting to happen." When the doors were open, Dean grinned mischievously at Bianca and asked, "So, you do realize that they will probably screw each other's brains out?"
When at the neighborhood, Dean parked on the side of the road, nonsuspicious like. But of course, a 1967 Chevy Impala in the middle of a well known neighbor will surely catch some attention. But Dean was parked outside of an open window that the map says is a witch's house. Dean looked towards Bianca in the midst of the awkward silence. "I'm not stupid for not trusting Sam, right? I mean, comin' from Hell. That's some serious s**t. It can ******** up anyone." Dean looked towards the window again, waiting for Bianca's response.
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 3:23 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Roxanne didn't like the way he spoke to her about the witches. But she kept a placid face as if none of his words meant anything to her. She did have someone there, she was trying to protect that person. She wouldn't let that one person die because the coven was careless. She would not let that happen. But, alas, she wasn't able to let out much of a rebuttal since she was pulled towards Sam against her own will. She didn't look surprised as she looked up at him, she just looked at him as if she was just daring him to go the extra mile, to just go a little further. She wasn't shy, she wasn't afraid. So when her body was pinned up against the wall, she just let it happen. But she realized that he was using some of his demon strength against her so why couldn't she use her strength against him? Roxanne grunted and practically threw Sam onto the bed, being on top of him only a few seconds later. " Since we're being honest with ourselves, we might as well let this be fair, shouldn't we?" Now it was Sam's turn to be pinned down and showered with kisses but Roxanne wasn't exactly being delicate in the neck area. That consisted of a bit of sucking and biting. Hey, he started this, he wanted to be rough. The least she could do was return the favor. Maybe he didn't find her scary, that wasn't the point. She didn't want to be scary, she wanted to be strong. And he knew that she was stronger than she let on. Roxanne straightened herself up from his neck and looked down at Sam, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. This was actually amusing. Roxanne drew a vertical line down Sam's throat with a manicures finger straight to the hem of his shirt collar before tearing his shirt in half and ripping it straight off his body. It's been a year filled of pent up sexual frustration for her. When she would say that she missed Sam, she missed every aspect of her relationship with Sam, especially this. She needed this. She was pretty sure that they both needed this.
Bianca had rolled her eyes at Dean at the mention of sex between the two left behind in the hotel room. If sex was what they needed then so be it, anything to get the tension to stop. When at the stake out, Bianca waited a moment before answering Dean's question. "I think you're doing what's best for you" she said. "You're being cautious and keeping us safe, that's all that matters. You're doing the right thing. When you got back from hell, you were still a little messed up. And Roxy and Cas got you out before you could turn into a demon. Sam.... He gave up, man. God knows what happened to him to make him into an actual demon" Bianca shook her head at the idea. After what happened with Dean, she didn't even want to know what happened with Sam. He was a pain in the a** right now but something happened to make him like this. Watching through the open window with Dean, Bianca had to say something. " If it was Roxanne, I couldn't do what you're doing. I wouldn't be able to not trust her.... She's messed up a lot with us but I've got to admit that I don't trust her any less. You do know why she's so pissy about this case, right?" Bianca inquired, arching a brow. " You kind of killed her best friend....." Bianca didn't forget one of the very first cases she ever had. She never liked the witch that had died that day but Roxanne had, back when Roxanne was a young and naïve little s**t." I'm pretty sure she still holds on to that, just a tiny bit"
Bianca returned all of her attention back to the open window that she and Dean were peering into. Hey, this didn't look suspicious at all. Bianca let out a tiny noise of surprise when a figure appeared in front of the mirror, obviously oblivious to the two hunters that were watching. Bianca's surprised noise wasn't because she hadn't expected to see the figure in the window, she was surprised because it was the same chick from the diner. " Son of a b***h" said Bianca, sounding a bit incredulous. "She handled our food". Bianca couldn't say that something was weird about this girl because she was fairly normal. But now that Bianca was seeing her, pacing in front of the window with a phone in had, the curly headed brunette was reminded of the fact that these witches were able to pass themselves off as normal people. If they hadn't done this stake out, Bianca couldn't have guessed that this girl was a witch or, at least, a possible candidate for a witch. "I don't think the amount of witches matter anymore, just how strong they are...." There could be a crap ton of witches but they could be hella fearful of hunters and just leave as soon as they realized what was happening. The stronger ones had no reason to be afraid.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 8:31 pm
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ Sam grunted as he collapsed against the bed due to Roxanne's strong powers taking in control. As she crawled atop of him, he kept their eyes locked, their lusty pupils blown. When Roxanne dipped down and pressed her lips against Sam's neck, he knew that there were going to be marks shown the following morning. He didn't care. He'd let her mark him up all she wanted. Roxanne pulled away, teasing him with her finger with a painfully slow pace running down his neck and onto his shirt. Instead of slipping the shirt up and over his head, she dragged her nail down his shirt and ripped the thing in half. This made it easier to slip off without needing to waste time. As Sam tugged the sleeves from his arms, he leaned himself higher and threw the shirt aimlessly across the small room. He was soon in sitting position and his lips crashed against Roxanne's once again, their lips hot with passion. His hands tugged at the hem of her shirt, as if it was confining clothes. Instead of yanking off her shirt, since that would be all too easy, Sam wrapped his arms around her easily and flipped them over, without needing any demon strength, and positioned him on top. They wanted to tell themselves that they hate each other, that this isn't what they want. Though Sam could've had his share of sex with Ruby, he didn't. He wouldn't allow her to manipulate him like the last time, and now, Sam was releasing a year of pent up sexual frustration.
Dean turned his head back around to face the window he noticed the sudden change in emotion on Bianca's face. A face of recognition, but also a face of betrayal. Seeing what she was seeing, he saw the waitress from earlier that day. He remembered her all too well, creating awkward holes in the morning's breakfast. "What the hell--" whispered Dean, but then should've known better. "I guess it's a small world after all.. You know what they say: our house in the middle of our street." Dean noticed that the female was soon to look towards the window, and eventually see the two of them spying on her. And they already looked obvious, so Dean turned to Bianca. "Look at me, and only me," said Dean, waiting until her eyes met Dean's green hues. "Public display of affection make other people awkward." Not giving her another explanation, Dean leaned forward and pressed his lips firmly, warmly, and sweetly against Bianca's full ones. A reach instinctively reached up to cup one of her cheeks as he planted another angled kiss against her lips. Dean continued this for what seemed like a long while until he was sure that the waitress from earlier wouldn't catch them actually spying on her. After pulling away, the soft sound of their lips being heard, Dean turned around and saw the window now shut. "We gotta see if we can tap into that call she's doin'. Could lead us to the other witch b***h. We can do this by Sam's laptop." Shifting his gear into R for Reserve, Dean swiftly pulled out from where he was parked and started to drive back down for the hotel.
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Dean knew it was a bad idea to walk into the hotel unaware about Sam and Roxanne. He was half joking about the two of them having sex, when he was almost positive that they would scream at each other. Dean even leaned his ear against the wooden, hard door and waited briefly to hear any sounds. None. Dean looked to Bianca and shrugged innocently, figuring that maybe it was safe to enter. Perhaps Sam or Roxanne stormed out of the place and that's why the room had a lingering silence. "There isn't a sock or a tie or whatever on the door," admitted Dean carefully, thinking back to what a sex sign could be. Knocking on the door, Dean called, "Hey, it's Dean and Bianca. We're comin' in." Sliding the key inside the door handle's hole, Dean turned it left and turned the knob right to enter the room. But what he saw wasn't something he needed to. Ever. He saw Sam and Roxanne... getting it on. "Oh my god, I did not need to see that!" Dean's voice announced from behind the two of them, the words briefly muffled.
The covers were over them, thank god, but it didn't mask the embarrassment that was now the breathing oxygen in the room. "********> whispered Sam, looking over his shoulder to see Dean's face covered by his hands.
"Would be the word of the day," Dean agreed. "Roxanne, I back up, I'm gonna go right out this door again, right?" When hearing his brother's irritated confirmation, Dean nodded. "Good to know." Moments later, the door sung back into place with an audible thump. Outside, Dean dropped his hands and was met with a Bianca.
Sam growled slightly, angered that his intimate time was interrupted by his brother. Sure, he and Roxanne already got their fun over with, but Sam was expecting them to last all night. He wanted Dean to fall asleep out in the Impala and not come home until morning. Sam had to place on his shirt again, put on his jeans, and mutter a few swear words. Once Sam was sure that Roxanne was changed and fully clothed, Sam informed the others that it was safe to enter. "Sorry, Sam," his brother said, "I can't leave this one hanging."
Sam groaned. "Seriously, Dean. Don't."
"Oh, but I have to, my little brother got laid, this is an occasion worth celebrating across the land." Dean made an exaggerated show of looking around for eavesdroppers, that weren't the girls. "Though, gotta question your choice of locations. I mean, yeah, hotel sex is hot and all, but that's taking on hell of a risk when you are sharing a room with your brother and your brother's girlfriend. This time, it was me, but it could've been little miss pretty brunette over there. Better than the eyeful I got though." Dean shuddered dramatically. "Man, that was not something I want to repeat anytime soon."
Sam looked upward, as if praying for restraint. "Wasn't much fun from our angle either."
"Dude, did I ruin round two?" Dean pressed a hand to his own chest. "I am so sorry, man. I know how rare this is for you." He gave Sam a shove, attempting to turn him back toward the bed. "Go, further your sex life. You need a look out? I've got some time. How about one cough for b***h Ruby, or two?" He paused. "No, two, two's good. One could be accidental. Dry throat or something." Dean winced slightly, scratching at his throat as if that was a bad thing that he had -- which he didn't. Sam just scoffed at his older brother and turned towards Bianca, probably the sane one in all of this.
"You got information? I presume that's why you're back early."
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 11:46 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Bianca had bumped into Dean's back on the way into the room. Well, she honestly didn't think that Sam and Roxanne would do anything but scream themselves pink but that wasn't the case. Bianca calmly backed up, happier that Dean witness what was going on rather than she. Actually, she probably would have just strolled right in and told them to put some freaking clothes on, they had a case to finish. But, she was saved of the mental image. When Dean backed out of the room and turned around, Bianca had small smile on her face. "Are you okay? Y-You look like you've seen the devil" Bianca could barely get out the word 'devil' before the giggles took her over. For one, she was aware that he probably wanted to gouge his eyes out but that's not the only thing that made her laugh. It was the fact that they've all actually seen the devil.
Roxanne didn't say a word when Dean came in. She just laid there with her mouth in a thin line, looking up at Sam. Dean and Bianca couldn't have stayed out for at least another two hours? She wanted I see how far they'd go with all this! They were doing a hell of a good job so far. Alas, Roxanne just pretended as if she wasn't even there, she didn't even respond to Dean's question, letting Sam respond. When Dean had exited, Roxanne had followed Sam's lead in getting dressed and actually laughed a little at all his cursing. It wasn't a warm laugh, it was more casual. It's not like she was happy about all this. " He's going to unleash Hell" Roxanne knew Dean and she knew that Dean wouldn't let this moment pass without a few jokes or comments. Roxanne would just have to pray that her sister wouldn't join in also. She could just ignore and roll her eyes at Dean but if Bianca did it, then Roxanne would probably get spazzy. She hadn't been spazzy for months, she wouldn't start now.
When the others came into the room and Dean began to unleash hell on Sam, Bianca and Roxanne exchanged a look. Roxanne knew what it meant. It was less about the sex had gone on and more about what the sex meant. Honestly, if Bianca asked verbally if this meant that Sam and Roxanne were okay, Roxanne wouldn't know how to answer that. That should have been a post-sex question but that portion of the events got taken away from her thanks to Dean freaking Winchester. Roxanne just shook her head at Dean's comments and went into the bathroom to fix her hair. Yeah, she was just a tiny bit embarrassed but it could have been a lot worse. She and Sam could have been in a completely different position that didn't involve being covered by sheets. Roxanne just did not want to be in the same room as Dean right now since he was cracking the jokes on Sam, at least it wasn't on her. When she was coming out, she couldn't help but hear Dean's comment on being on the lookout for Ruby while Sam and Roxanne continued. Thick skin, Roxy, thick skin. "Or she could join" Roxanne said, thinking that it was just a sarcastic side comment to herself. "The more the merrier, right? I'm sure she'd be just as a good ********" Roxanne smiled. "Ain't that right, babe?" She said sarcastically, giving Sam a light pat on the butt. Vulgarity. Attitude. Pretending not to care. The same personality that she kept at the bar. The same personality that her sister was torn between being proud of and hating, the same personality that probably annoyed Dean. She was forcing an immunity to Dean's jokes and the only way to do that was to try to make him just as uncomfortable as he made her.
Bianca's eyes went wide when Roxanne actually spoke about Ruby. " Oh god, Roxy" Bianca shook her head, trying to get the mental picture of her sister in a threesome out of her head. So uncool. When Sam turned to Bianca and asked about the case, Bianca cleared her throat a bit, glad that the topic was being steered back to work. "Uh, yeah. Our little waitress from earlier who thinks Roxy is such a lucky, lucky girl is one of them. She was on the phone when we saw her, probably planning some-" Bianca was going to say something degrading about witches but she couldn't ignore the little glare that Roxanne was giving her. So Bianca stopped short in her words, shrugging as a substitute for not knowing how to finish her statement. But when Bianca really focused on Sam, she tilted her head while moving a little closer to him. "Dude... Your neck" Bianca couldn't help it, she just had to look. The girl tiptoed and gently rubbed her thumb across the marks on Sam's neck before letting out a low whistle and looking at her sister. "You got matching ones, princess?"
Roxanne rolled her eyes at her sister, not going to give Bianca the satisfaction of an answer. But, Bianca's expression meant that she would lecture Roxanne later if the girl didn't answer her. "Jesus!" Roxanne groaned, pulling her shirt collar down a little to show a couple marks. "Happy, you little s**t?". She didn't even care about what just happened with her and Sam. They found out that their waitress was the witch. "So what're we going to do about her?" Roxanne asked, fighting the urge to grab her phone and warn the witch to leave town. Sam already knew that Roxanne was protecting someone here, why couldn't she just tell Dean and Bianca? Well, Bianca would give her that disappointed look and Dean probably won't talk to her at all, probably bench her until the case was over. Maybe the only reason Sam always understood her was because he was just as ******** up as she was, if not more. "She could have been talking to anyone on that phone. She could have been ordering groceries for all we know" Roxanne sighed, tugging at her hair a little bit. "But did you only see the one witch? Did you look and see if there were any more?"
Bianca glanced at Dean before shaking her head. "Not...really...".
This made Roxanne groan, rubbing her eyes in frustration. "You mean to tell me.....That all of this just happened because you saw one little girl making a phone call?"
Bianca looked like a fish gasping for air with the way she kept opening and closing her mouth to speak, trying to validate the fact that they only saw one girl before turning back. Well, Roxanne did have a tiny point.... "Roxanne, you live in a neighborhood for some time. You and your neighbors have some serious cult s**t going on. Everybody knows everybody, right? And then there's this hella suspicious car parked near the side walk with two people in it, just sitting down and looking around. Is that not something that would make you bring the clan out?" This was like something on animal planet, two females having a stare down, standing their own ground. "We wanted to tap into her phone - this is where you come in, Sam - and see who she's talking to and see if it's got anything to do with the case. We can get this done by tonight if you just....stop. I'm being really sympathetic cuz you're a witch but do we really need to have a talk about this or something? If something about this is really bothering you, you could tell me, Roxy. We can leave, we can go for a walk and we could just talk about this case by ourselves"
Maybe this could be a ticket to come clean to Bianca, maybe let Bianca tell Dean. But how would this come out? 'Hey, sis, this is my coven and, by oath, I can't let ya'll hurt them'. Yeah, that's certainly a good way to try to avert the situation. Regardless of what she says, it isn't going to change anything. People have been going missing because of her coven. Sam didn't even suggest that this was her coven, he suggested that she had someone here to protect. The thought of her being involved in something like this hadn't even occurred to him. Roxanne shook her head, declining her sister's invitation. "N-No. I'm okay, really. Enough with the soap opera, we've got a case to do"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 6:18 pm
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ Dean hadn't noticed the small marks on his little brother's neck until Bianca tugged down Sam's shirt and revealed them. The sight of them made Dean nearly fold his smile into a kinky smirk, knowing full well what happened there. It was obvious itself, but Dean just had to make sure that Sam knew that Dean was aware of just what happened on his neck area. Although, Roxanne's blunt attitude caught Dean's attention. Now, he would snap at the girl, ask her what the hell her problem was, but then again, what was the point. All this would go through one ear and out the other. The only person who could probably get through her is definitely Sam, but also Bianca. Depends on the mood Roxanne was in. Either way, Dean knew that he interrupted something big, and quite frankly, Dean was glad. They didn't need Mary running around just yet. When Roxanne started to get on Bianca's and Dean's case about what little evidence that they received, Dean scoffed loudly. His hands were shoved inside his jacket's pocket. He wasn't going to let an emotional witch tell him what they were doing wrong. For once, they knew that the witches were in that neighborhood, and the chick seemed suspicious. Besides, with Sam not answering his phone, Dean felt the need to come face to face. Not face to cheek.
"Someone had their b***h cereal today, didn't they?" joked Dean after Roxanne declined Bianca's request about walking around, alone. It was something that the girls were famous for, and Roxanne seemed to declined it. It was rare, and it was strange. Dean was done being the bad guy who seems to feel the need to yell at everyone to get their heads straight. So he was going to be just the opposite. He was going to let them run around, mess up, and let Dean tease them that he told them so. "If the highness wants more evidence, we'll get more evidence, B," said Dean to Bianca, not looking to Roxanne. "You don't want to get on her bad side anyways, right?" With a wide, toothless smile, Dean looked between Roxanne and Sam, seeing their annoyed expression. "So, Sammy, you look up that call and tap into the conversation?"
"It's just Sam," the younger Winchester stated, almost grumpily.
Dean just clicked his teeth with a wink and pointed at Sam with his index finger. "Atta boy." He turned for the door. "C'mon, Bianca. Let's see if we can satisfy the winter queen." Before the door closed behind Dean, Bianca already outside, Dean waggled his eyebrows and finally let the door swing back into place. Sam rolled his eyes, a common move that he does, and ducked his head down to look at Roxanne.
He wasn't sure what to do much. Say something? Bring up the sex? Ask how she's been? These are the questions that the human Sam would ask, and care for her, but since Sam had to act like a true, killing demon that his family would hate, then he would need to avoid those questions. "If she's using a home phone, I can listen to what she's saying now and tap into the people who had called her. However, if she's using her cell, I can find the call and listen to the entire conversation." Sam swiftly moved towards the chair at the wooden table where his laptop lay and opened it up easily.
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 8:56 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
A loud huff came from Bianca when she and Dean were out of the room. "You two...." She said,sounding completely done. It wasn't like she was mad at them or anything, she just found the two of them unbelievable. "You and my sister are made for each other, you know that?" Well, they were both stubborn and had bad mouths when they were in the wrong mood. Plus they didn't take each other's s**t. It was actually quite entertaining as long as no anger was directed towards Bianca. And as long as it didn't go too far. "You're both so...ugh." Bianca grabbed Dean by his shoulders, shaking him back and forth as roughly as possible. "You two give me migraines!" She let out, her voice wavering because of the physic activity that was happening. When she let Dean go, the girl casually smoothed her hair and nodded. " That was a decent way to let out my frustration." Bianca held on to Dean's hand. "Sam's gonna get the phone and we can just handle this and leave. Roxanne will go back to being a normal kind of moody and you two can go back to being able to tolerate each other. But for now, I think we're good with the info that we have, no reason to go back and raise suspicions" Meaning that they weren't gonna go back there, if Sam and Roxanne could steer off topic of the case, why can't Dean and Bianca?
Roxanne didn't really let Dean phase her. PFT, if she was an actual queen, he would be dead by now. Call her a b***h, pft. The girl half expected something to be different with Sam once they were alone again but she was sadly mistaken. She let out a muffled "mhm" in response. Well, he was all about work again. Roxanne walked back towards her bed, the scene if the crime, and tidied it up a bit just so she could have something to do other than spectate Sam working on the laptop. But fixings a bed didn't take long. So Roxanne picked up her phone and sent a quick text message. Four words. 'They know. Be careful'. But she occupied herself with a game after sending the message so it wouldn't look at that suspicious. Being Roxanne, the girl soon felt incompetent, she was just using her phone again rather than focusing on the case. With a heavy sigh and a heavy heart, Roxanne moved towards Sam and got behind him, putting her hands on his shoulders and leaning to look on the laptop like she always used to do. Actually, before she would rub his shoulders as he worked which usually distracted the guy but it was a loving gesture.But he was a demon and she doubted that the loving gesture would be worth anything so she stiffly removed her hands from his shoulders. "Sorry" she said moving away to give him some space to work.
Even if she wanted to give him space, just to sit down quietly and wait for him to finish, she just had to talk. The last time she opened her mouth, they had sex. Maybe she could get something else out of him this time. "What's it like not to feel anything?" She asked. "I'm not trying to take a crack at you or anything, I'm genuinely curious" The girl twisted her engagement ring nervously. "Witches...they sell their souls to demons when they want to be stronger. It's always an option if I ever want... More. And since demons don't have souls I assumed that it would be somewhat like the same thing, right?" You could think that she was bluffing about selling her soul to a demon, maybe she was bluffing right now but maybe there was a time over the past year when Roxanne would have let herself do something like this. " I mean, having no emotion makes life easier, right? You can kill with no remorse. You don't have to care about hurting people. Nothing matters..." Roxanne sighed. "I think that would be pretty cool for me to do..." Maybe that could stir up an inkling of emotion in the guy? The thought of Roxanne doing something basically stupid and... Reckless.
Bianca decided that they could just sit in the car a little, give Sam a bit of time to find the girl's phone. " They actually had sex" Bianca said, finally feeling that is was an appropriate time to freak out a little. "They haven't said much to each other in weeks and they ******** have sex the minute that they're left alone?!?!?" Bianca looked at Dean, grinning slightly. "I'm going to remember this. And I'm going to wait weeks, months even, until one night when you're just peachy and getting ready to sleep, I'm just gonna poke your face and whisper 'Hey, remember when you saw my sister and your brother going at it?' " Bianca's grin broadened, her nudging Dean a little. "C'mon, it's funny" It was all funny until there was a knock on the window of the passenger seat. It was the witch from before, standing there and looking into the car with absolutely no fear.
"Get out" she stated firmly, looking from both Dean and Bianca. "Either you get out or we make you" We. Who was this we? But then two male spectators became more apparent to Bianca and the girl groaned, tilting her head back. The PDA did not work, Dean. It did not work. Still, Bianca didn't move and this didn't entertain the girl at all. The witch stepped back from the car, the doors flying open and the two males that were with her going to tend to Dean Rather than Bianca. "Don't hurt him too bad. Remember, these two don't get hurt." The witch ducked her head a little to get a better look at Bianca and smiled. "C'mon" she said, grabbing Bianca forcefully by the girl's arm. Of course, Bianca protested, wiggling out of the female witch's grasp but the witch just stomped on Bianca's foot to get her to knock it off. And then, they were gone. All of them just...poofed as if into mid air. At least they had the curtesy to close the car doors, right?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 5:59 pm
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ Dean was sitting the car, looking over at Bianca as she ranted about how her sister and his brother had sex while they were out. "Bianca, it's in their nature," joked Dean. However, when there was a knock on Bianca's window, Dean noticed the witch. "Aw, damn. Here we go," muttered Dean under his breath as he watched Bianca roll down her window. Why would she do that? Dean could've just easily turned the keys that were already in the ignition and slam his foot down on the gas. She ordered for them to get out, but Dean didn't move. Neither did Bianca. The moment intensified by the second, adding on the crushing hope that they could get out of this. The woman outside of his window was a witch. This was even more confirmed when the doors flew open. The woman was grabbing at Bianca, whom was fighting back. Dean quickly grabbed the door and shut it once again as the two sidekicks were approaching Dean. The driver window rolled down now, Dean looked up at the two big, bulky arms men. With a challenging laugh, Dean asked, "So, you two think that you guys are going to persuade me out of my baby?" His teeth beamed as his smiled, obviously teasing the two. "Although, something to get me out of here willingly.." started Dean, extending his index finger towards himself to inch one of the guys to come closer. When both of the guys were close enough, a loud smack was heard.
Dean had jerked open his car on the two guys' heads, probably causing a mild concussion. But that didn't stop them. Dean was now standing out of the car, tall and proud as he watched the two men try to collect themselves. Soon, enraged, the brunette sidekick gripped Dean's jacket and slammed him against the Impala. Drawing his right arm back, he clenched his fist before ramming it against Dean's face. With a low groan, Dean clenched his eyes in pain before being jerked back up on his feet and on the Impala. Before he could get hurt, the stranger heard what the female witch said across the Impala. With a fake laugh, Dean sarcastically said, "Oh, well, aren't you a saint."
"Shut up," threatened the man who had Dean gripped.
Dean just opened his eyelids briefly before puffing out a breath. "Dude. Breath mind. Jus' sayin'." And instantly they were gone. All Dean could remember after that is black and darkness. Until he was shoved to the ground. That's when he realized that he wasn't knocked out but blindfolded and hands bind by ropes. "Where's that a*****e of a brother when you need him?" asked Dean, hearing another thud. Bianca. Soon breaking free from the oddly loose ropes, Dean pulled the blindfold down to where it draped around his neck. "B, are you alright?" asked Dean, working on the ropes on her wrist. They were locked in some cellar looking place. Cement bricks surrounded them, and a giant metal door closed any sign of sunlight. Dean had no idea where they were.
Sam tensed when he heard Roxanne's question about becoming soulless. Not when she had her hands on his shoulders. Not when she apologized. Not when she was just minding her own business. But when she asked what it was like to not feel anything. He didn't even look at her. He knew what she was asking. He knew what a witch can do and how they can do things like that. He didn't want to tell her how stupid she was. How ridiculous she was being, and that she should just stop thinking about that. Sam's supposed to be soulless. So, instead, Sam spoke calmly as he continued to face the laptop screen. "Humanity is not all it's cracked up to be." And with that, Sam continued to search and trace the cell phone. Soon, he got the number pulled up, and he knew that it would be an immediate topic changer. "Found the call." Sam turned the volume up, listening to the static that was called a phone call.
He heard the waitress's voice along with another woman's voice. "I see this Impala in front of my house. This couple is making out in their car but I think it's Roxanne's fiancé's brother, Dean." Sam let the phone continue, but he had to take this moment to turn around to look at Roxanne, a small smirk tugging at the corner at his mouth. When facing back at the screen, he continued to listen to the conversation. "Do you think they know that I'm a witch?" The other line was barely unreadable, but Sam could understand the waitress. "Well, it's Dean freaking Winchester. He's a hunter." Soon, the conversation cut off and a small box appeared on the screen. It explained that he can't continue because the waitress was on a new call. Or, rather, leaving a voicemail. Clicking listen, Sam continued to open his ears for the secrets to pour out. "Hey, Roxanne. It's Bonnie. Why are you dodging my calls? We need to talk. We got you sister and her boy toy." And like that the call was off. Sam turned all the way around to face Roxanne, his mouth twisted into an evil smirk. "I think I found out your secret, Roxanne," teased Sam. Tilting his head towards the door, he asked Roxanne, "How about we find my brother's car and we go save his and Bianca's asses, yeah?"
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2014 8:52 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Bianca twisted her head quickly to the direction of Dean's voice. She hadn't even realized how close he was until he started messing with her ropes. " She stepped on my foot. It's throbbing a little. Besides that, I'm fine." Bianca didn't understand why the witch didn't hurt them. Nor why the ropes were easy to come off. Regardless, Bianca pulled her blindfold off and looked at Dean. " We did not just get kidnapped." she said, looking around the place. " We....We did not just get kidnapped. What the hell" Bianca brought her knees into her chest. She wasn't shutting down or anything, it's just that the metal door was clearly a door that could only be opened from the outside and there wasn't much light in the room in the first place. Bianca scooted closer to Dean, finding comfort in being closer to him. " I feel like screaming for help but I highly doubt that will do us any good. It'll just make me loose my voice" This was not giving up. This was just Bianca acknowledging the fact that Sam and Roxanne knew where the witches were located and would soon realize that Bianca and Dean were missing. The lovebirds were smart, they'd put the pieces together. And when they did, this b***h who kidnapped Dean and Bianca would have to deal with a witch and a demon. Roxanne and Sam would find them. There was no doubt in that. " How long do you think we'd be down here before they realize that we're gone?" Bianca asked, genuinely curious about Dean's expectance of the length of their capture.
"Not long" came the voice of the female witch, following the soft sound of her arrival. The witch reached up and tugged on the metallic chain of a single light bulb in the cellar. Well, she wanted to get a good look at the two in front of her. " I already called your sister and told her that I've got you two." The girl shook her head, a smirk on her face. " Roxanne doesn't give herself much credit on her art, you know" She showed them two pieces of paper in her hands, both drawings of Dean and Bianca. " She's got a way of capturing people...." The girl signed, folding up the drawings and holding them tightly. " I'm Bonnie. And you're Bianca and Dean. Roxanne never shuts up about either of you." Bonnie rolled her eyes. It didn't even seem to bother her that neither of the hunters were bonded anymore. Not like she cared, she made the ropes loose for a reason. " I shouldn't be the one telling you this. In fact, I've been telling Roxanne to tell you this for a couple months but it's always ' Oh, Dean hates witches so much. I don't know what he'll think when I tell them' or ' Bianca's so happy with her normal life, I don't want to drag her back into this'. It's annoying, really?" Bonnie clucked her tongue, shaking her head at Dean and Bianca. " I'm always telling her that you two hold her back from her powers but you'd be surprised at how strong of a witch she isn't without using her powers much. Oh well. If either of you haven't guessed yet, this is Roxanne's coven! Roxanne's our little star! Not the strongest of us but she's got the potential if she could just stop caring about what you people think." Bonnie pressed her back against the wall. She remained straight, staring at the two. She knew how smart they were, she wouldn't let them lay so much as a finger on her. Bonnie took her phone out of her pocket, checking it. " About an hour ago, she texted me four words. Four freaking words. ' They know. Be careful.'. Don't take this personally or anything. I know why you're here, my coven got sloppy. Anyway, this is how it's going to happen : Roxanne will come get you without an issue. She lives here for god sake, she'll know where to find you. Then you can ask her all the questions you want about she and I.... or she and this coven." Bonnie smiled. Bianca had to note that this girl's smile made her look like she knew all your secrets and exactly how to destroy you. She had this all-knowing kind of smile." Roxanne always told me not to use force unless given a reason to. So don't give me a reason to, alright?" She was gone after that. There wasn't any cell signal in that basement and she needed to have signal in case Roxanne decided to call or text back.
Roxanne made an 'mf' sound in agreement to Sam's words. So....he's really gone. But at least he agreed with her. Just because he was soulless didn't mean he lacked common sense. If he had thought it to be a bad idea, he could have advised it. Roxanne listened in on the phone called with Sam, her skin loosing color as soon as she heard her name. So this is how it all came out, a simple phone call in which Bonnie mentioned Roxanne's name. When Sam looked at her, Roxanne glared at him. He was enjoying this. She'd love to just slap that stupid grin off his face. But she had to be civil so she continued to listen to her friend's conversation. Roxanne couldn't help but put a hand over her mouth, trying to hide the small smile that came to her face when 'Dean freaking Winchester' was said. Did Roxanne really make that message come across that Dean was someone to be feared? Sure she talked about Dean a lot but did she really give that much detail about their previous hunts? But the voicemail took the cake for Roxanne. Why wouldn't Roxanne be dodging her calls? It would have looked too suspicious for Roxanne to do that while they were working on a case with witches. Roxanne let out a groan, face palming herself. Her phone was on silent for a reason. " Of course we need to talk..." Roxanne muttered under her breath. She loved Bonnie with her whole heart, she had learned to do that over the past year, but right now was the worse time to have called Roxanne. Roxanne rolled her eyes at Sam. " Not much of a secret now, is it?" the girl cocked her head to the side, making her way to the door. " She's not going to hurt them. She wouldn't hurt them" If it was any other hunters? They'd probably be screaming for their mothers right now. But Bonnie knew how much Dean and Bianca meant to her.
When they found the car, Roxanne couldn't believe that the Impala was still in the parking lot. Bonnie was really gutsy some times. Really gutsy. Roxanne didn't wait for Sam, nor did she care that they didn't exactly have the key. The door for the passenger seat of the car opened gently for the girl and she just slide right into the vehicle. " Come on, stretch." she called behind her. When they were in the car and on the road, Roxanne took out her phone and dialed the other witch's number, putting it on speaker. "Hey, baby" said Bonnie. You could practically hear the smirk on her face. " Why am I dodging your calls? Why am I dodging your calls? I don't know, Bonnie. Maybe because the damn coven got sloppy and made it noticeable to hunters that they're taking people! Maybe because me giving you a quick ring up and telling you that there are hunters in town would be too damn suspicious!" There was a sigh on the other line. Roxanne glanced at Sam slightly. She didn't care about him right now. He was the last thing on her mind. " Yeah, well, you couldn't do anything to stop them from coming to this town? Make them drop the case? Roxanne..... are you alone? Just come get them. I already told them about you, just come and get them." Roxanne tilted her head back, groaning. You've got to be kidding me. " N-No. I'm with.... I'm with Sam, okay? We're coming to get them. You're right, we do need to talk. Since I've already got you on this line: Did you kill those people that you kidnapped?" There was a pause, Roxanne stared down at her phone, staring at the picture of the witch that Roxanne had set. "Not all of them. Not the kid. No one had the heart to kill the kid. He kept screaming and crying for his mom. One of the guys were going to put the kid out but I know how you've got that thing for kids so we just didn't....." Roxanne tilted her head back again, not believing what she was hearing. Okay, witches do what they have to do, just like Roxanne had done what she had to do over the past year. But these were too many people to ignore. " Oh my god, Bun, this is some deep s**t"
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2014 6:14 pm
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ Sam was in the car, driving in the night time as the headlights of the car beamed their direction and allowed them to have their sight of the world. Roxanne was in the passenger seat, sharing the same act that Sam portrayed: the sex didn't mean anything. To the demon, it meant a lot how it showed that Roxanne still had hope for him and folded into his presence because, in a way, she was still in love with him. However, Sam had to realize that he couldn't accept her presence and needed for her anger to be directed towards him and shun him away from her life. That way, in a sense, she would be safe and she would be okay. When Sam had approached her that night, after an absent year, he was deemed on protecting her well being and making sure that she was not harmed. In the end of all things, Sam concluded that he could no longer be in her life and needed to find some way out to where she didn't want him there anymore.
The car hummed lightly, the engine roared to life as Roxanne spoke to her secret friend, Bonnie. They shared the same species: they were both witches though Roxanne was born this way. He wasn't too thrilled with the conversation that was currently in the car, considering it was far too vague and far too suspicious. Bonnie wanted Roxanne alone and she wanted Roxanne to come get the ones closest to her. Perfect. Even at the mentions of the citizens that were brutally murdered in her hands, Sam felt disgusted. Bonnie only received a sigh from Roxanne and a simple phrase that she and 'Bun' were in 'deep s**t.' This didn't settle right with Sam, and Sam was going to make sure that the both of them was aware of this. Silence rang the car for a beat or two until Sam glided his head over quickly and snatched the phone roughly from Roxanne's hands. Setting it on the dark dash behind his wheel and leaning against the window so his speech nor Bonnie's would be muffled. "Bonnie, if you don't release Dean and Bianca and leave the town with your other witch buddies, then I'm driving your 'baby' off of the bridge." His tone was harsh, rough, and, quite frankly, deadly. He could hear the scoff that Bonnie released easily on the phone, challenging him. She doubted him. "Alright," threatened Sam, shifting the gear in the Impala.
Easing his foot on the pedal, Sam watched as the trees whisked by his view. The humming of the engine grew louder as the speed picked up. Sam knew where the famous bridge was from easily memorizing the small map before Roxanne showed off her new profound powers and burnt the thing. Bonnie was quiet, and Sam knew that she could hear the roar of the wheels against the road and the whimpering of Roxanne begging Sam to stop. He was aware of Roxanne's fear of crashing, especially after what happened to her parents, and when the line sounded dead, Sam was granted the information that Bonnie knew her backstory as well. "Stop the car, Sam," ordered Bonnie, obviously trying to seem calm when she was actually quite angry. He could hear the quiver in her voice.
"Not until your precious witches leave town and leave innocent people alone. And not unless you let go of Dean and Bianca," recoiled back Sam, ignoring Roxanne practically shouting for him to stop or to slow down. In fact, he didn't even give Roxanne a second glance; his hazel, hatred eyes were glued to the road ahead of him.
Bonnie growled slightly, and it was audible over the loud rumbling of the car. "Not a fat chance in hell, Sam," Bonnie said, half believing that this was all a bluff, but she didn't dare to risk it any further.
"What was that?" Sam stated sarcastically, his foot even more on the gas until it touched the flooring of the Impala. The engine sang louder and the trees were now just a block of green speeding by. Thanks to his headlights, they could see that the bridge was coming up rather shortly. "I can see the bridge now," threatened Sam. Bonnie knew that she couldn't tell him that Sam would die, considering he's now a soulless demon who cannot die unless it was in the hands of a hunter and a few words. Sam didn't smile, he didn't grin, or show any form of evil happiness. He was pure instinct of evil as he glared at the road ahead of him, hearing the pause of Bonnie's hesitation.
"Okay, okay. Dean and Bianca will be back at the motel and we are leaving first thing in the morning. I surrender," Bonnie said with an exasperation sigh. But the roar of the road didn't stop nor did the cries of Roxanne as she begged for Sam to stop. Bonnie knew that Sam didn't even ease so much of an inch off the gas. Now they were on the bridge, the road changing tune. "Stop. The car. Sam," growled Bonnie over speakerphone. Sam immediately slammed his feet on the brakes. The screeching of the wheels skidding marks on the concrete was loud and nearly painful to ears as the Impala grew to an abrupt stop. Due to the sudden pause in motion, the phone tipped forward, accidentally hung up on Bonnie, and left the car alone with two perfectly in one piece people. Sam and Roxanne. Sam still couldn't bring himself to look at Roxanne, knowing that he were to get an earful about how much she hates him. Good. That was something that Roxanne needed to feel: the anger towards him that makes her so pissed off that she doesn't want to see his face anymore. That's what she needed to feel. Not hope that he could change because after year, Sam lost that hope. They were in the middle of the vacant bridge, not a single car in sight nor were to be in sight since rarely a body drives this road especially at this time.
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2014 8:51 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
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From the minute Sam took her phone, Roxanne knew that this wasn't going to end well for them. But it was too late, Sam was hell bent on making sure that the witches stopped their tirade. Sam had no right to be doing this, how could he do this to her? As the car sped up, Roxanne quickly buckled her seat belt. It was something she rarely did in the Impala, she usually felt too safe for that. But this was different, Sam was going too fast for Roxanne's liking. They could crash, they could die. No, she could die. She could die a death similar to the one of her parents. Roxanne looked over at Sam, trying her hardest not to look fearful of the demon. Now wasn't the time to show fear. "Sam, stop" she demanded, her voice as strong as it was on any other day. These witches were her family outside of Dean and Bianca! Bonnie made sure Roxanne never went off the deep end. Roxanne was as strong as she was today because of Bonnie. The blonde could feel her heartbeat in her ears but that didn't matter, Sam was going to get the witches to stop at any cost, even if the price was Roxanne's life. At least, that was what it seemed like. This was just the demon in him. At this moment, Roxanne wasn't someone he loved, she was a bargaining chip. As this thought dawned to Roxanne, she contemplated stopping the car entirely but that would then cause it to capsize and who knew what the outcomes of that could be.Possibly her death. Most likely her death. Roxanne gripped the seatbelt tightly, her eyes darting everywhere. Usually a million things would be running through this girl's mind but not tonight. No, tonight her only thought was to get herself out of this situation with her life. Or atleast with her coven intact. "Bonnie!" Roxanne yelled at the phone, ignoring whatever the hell Sam had told her. "Listen to me, ignore him!" Roxanne had been sounding more and more like a witch. Maybe it was because she stopped fighting who she was for the sake of someone who was far from normal, himself. "Sam if you don't stop this goddam car I will burn you alive!" But Sam wasn't paying any attention to her. He was too damn focused on getting Bonnie and the rest of the coven to relocate. What good would that do, idiot? They could just start the killing all over again. Actually, that would be even more convenient for them. They would be less suspicious if they just left. Roxanne shut her eyes, damning herself inside her head. She should have just come clean in the first place.
As they neared the bridge, Roxanne's heart beat quickened. This was not happening. She wasnt going to ask Bonnie to concede for her sake, are you kidding me? Bonnie was as bull headed as Bianca, if not more. But then Bonnie gave in. She told Sam that the witches would be gone by the morning. Roxanne couldn't believe that Bonnie just gave in like that. Sure, the girl could have agreed to only stopping the killings but she didn't have to agree to move... They were trained for this, witches were disposable, god dammit. They were made, not born. There could be a million other witches to replace Roxanne, to replace any witches lost in anything. But Roxanne was special, apparently special enough to have an entire coven move for her safety. Roxanne was partially grateful, though. Since that meant that San could slow down the car. She couldn't keep doing this. She couldn't keep trying to give him the benefit of the doubt just because she loved him. She couldn't keep trying to see the better in him, trying to believe that he only acted this way so that they'd all just give up on him and go back to their previous lives. She just couldn't keep doing this to herself anymore.
When the car finally stopped, Roxanne's body jolted a little with the car, despite her seatbelt. She didn't look at him, she couldn't. And he didn't seem to do the same. He didn't even talk. Roxanne feverishly undid her seat belt and reached across to grab her phone off the dashboard with shaking hands. She could combust then and there. The fear of the previous course of events was slowly subsiding and being replaces with anger. "I should have told you to leave that night..." she said, her voice shaking slightly but her anger was clearly apparent. Roxanne practically jumped out of the car and walked to the side of the bridge, bracing herself. That all just happened. He didn't care that she was afraid of fast cars, it was a fear that he had known from the minute he met her. She could get over every other fear she had but not the car related one. He knew that she couldn't stand the speed of cars sometimes. He knew exactly why. Yet he used her own fear against her.
Roxanne heard Sam get out the car and tell her to get back inside but she only gripped the side of the bridge until her knuckles turned white, rocking back and forth a little like she was going to jump. When Roxanne turned to look at Sam, tears welled up in her eyes. " Are you happy?" she asked him, balling her hands into fists. " Are you ******** happy!!??" Roxanne looked at him as if he was a monster because, well, he was. And it took him exploiting her fear for her to realize that. " Is this all you ever want!? To push us away!? To push me away!?" Roxanne passed a hand through her hand a let out a yell, doing small paces back and forth. She was crying but trying to fight it. She would not be deemed weak. "I give you chances....I didn't care that you're a demon, Sam. I didn't! I didn't care that you were an a*****e! I-I didn't care that barely spoke to me, much less looked at me! You know why? Because you were safe and fine and not in hell and that's all that mattered to me! Your well being! I guess what happened earlier meant nothing, right? You came on to me, Sam. You did it! I didn't do anything! If it was left up to me, we would have sat there in silence! Don't use me to let out your sexual frustrating if you don't even love me!" Her body was trembling now. A mixture of fear and hatred was running through her veins and she felt like screaming and crying at the same time. Roxanne looked down at her hand and yanked off her engagement ring, throwing it at Sam. " Take your stupid ring. I don't even know why I kept that on this past year. I don't even know why I felt like I could love something as...as twisted and ugly as you! Dean was right, you're something we kill. You.Should.Be.Dead! You should have stayed dead to me! I was better off!" If he wanted her to hate him, now he got it. " I don't want to deal with you anymore. I will leave Dean and Bianca if that is what it takes. I will leave with my coven in the morning if that is what it takes the keep myself far away from a monster like you. I would have never done anything like this to you!" Roxanne rubbed her eyes, brushing her hand over the phone the was now lodged in her pocket. Bonnie said that she would put Dean and Bianca back at the motel...she'd have to deal with them after this, too. But she didn't want to get in that car with Sam again. She'd walk back if she had to, if she didn't feel like using her powers to get her home. " But now you've lost me. I hope you're happy. You should...You should have just stayed dead."
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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