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 Posted: Fri May 09, 2014 2:31 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 didn't dare to peek over at Roxanne, nor did he dare to utter out a single word or breath. Her shuddering gasps as she tried to collect herself was all Sam needed to know that she was definitely mentally scarred once again. As she fumbled with her seatbelt, Sam knew that she was going to escape from the car and collect her breath, but Sam felt as if there wasn't enough time. They should go back to Bianca and Dean. Roxanne will confess what happened in her absent and Bianca will rage at Sam, and hate him. Be it she yell at the demon alone and spoil the murderous rumors to his hot headed brother, Dean, and gain Dean's hatred. Or the second option: she screams at Sam in front of her boyfriend and her sister and shuns him out. In the end, Sam predicts that he will be gone before the sun connects to the top of the sky. "Roxa-" Sam started, finally tilting his head up and over towards where the passenger seat awaits, but instead of greeted with her face, he was met with the passenger door slamming shut.
Immediately exiting the car, Sam stood behind the open driver's door. An elbow propped up to rest casually against the roof of the Impala, along with an impatient stance where a hand was rested on the open door. "Roxanne, get back in the car," said Sam. His tone was monotone and didn't really have a hint of directing an order at her, but he will get rough again if he needs to. Out here in the middle of no where can be dangerous, and can be cautious. Soon after he told her to get back inside the car, Roxanne snapped. She screamed, she let tears steam down her cheeks, and her face was red: the color of anger. She was crying, she was pissed, and she was done. It pained Sam to think it but, 'Good.' Now she wouldn't miss him when he leaves. She won't look for him. All Sam did was lock his jaw and showed not a slightest emotion on his face. As she twisted the ring off of her left ring finger and slammed it to the ground, Sam could see where there was a slight crack in the diamond now. Sam stalked from behind the car, eyes glued to the ring as he slowly approached it. Even as Sam walked, Roxanne confessed the truth. Gently squatting down, Sam looped his finger through the ring and with the help of his thumb, glided it to hold on the end as he held the ring. Now standing at his 6'4" height, Sam flicked the ring and caught it swiftly with his other hand. Just as his finger tightened around the memory, she uttered the words that he should've just stayed dead.
Now, Sam looked at Roxanne. Inside, Sam was hurt and just wanted to apologize and explain his harsh behavior. But he didn't. "I lost you the minute I jumped in that pit," stated Sam calmly, the complete opposite tone of Roxanne's. "I think you're missing a point: I'm already dead." Stepping towards her, one beat between each steps. "I'm a demon. I hurt and I kill and I'm supposed to like it. You wanted me to come back and be the same man: I'm not, Roxanne." Now his voice grew cold, and his tone grew sharp. "Once you've been stuck in hell for 120 years with Satan, let me know. Is that what you want to hear? Me say sorry because of my attitude? Get this: it's not going to happen. You didn't give a rat's a** about those innocent people but you b***h and moan when you are knocking on death's door? I was never going to run you off the bridge. I needed your fear to sell it." Before Roxanne could ask the alternate, what if Bonnie hadn't believed him, Sam calmly said, "It worked, Roxanne. Bonnie and her friends will leave, your sister will be safe, Dean will be safe, and I'll be out of your hair." Sam exhaled a deep breath, his warm air being seen in front of him due to the cold weather. He blinked slightly, fighting back tears though they weren't very much visible. Stepping back, Sam shook his head lightly. His voice cracked, showing the slightest sign of emotion, as he recoiled, "I don't care what you think of me anymore." Turning on his heel, Sam walked to the car, not even bothering to wait to see if Roxanne was going to join him or not. 'And I came onto you because I missed you. I love you,' thought Sam, but didn't let it show as he dipped his body down to settle in the driver's seat. Turning the key in the Impala, Sam turned around and started to make a three point before driving off, leaving Roxanne alone on the bridge.
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: Sat May 10, 2014 1:24 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 nodded through everything. A crazy, feverish nod that was so fast it looked at if Roxanne's head could fall off. No, she hadn't missed the point. But him mentioning how she didn't care about the innocent people made her want to slap him. "Don't you ever tell me about myself" she hissed." I don't care about those people because they are nothing to me. They're the collateral damage of a race trying to survive. Screw you, you don't care about anything so don't judge me for doing the same" How dare he try to make this about her. This was about him! Roxanne wiped her face roughly, all his words going in one ear and coming out the other. She wanted to be sad, wanted to apologize for throwing the ring, wanted to make everything back to the way it once was but the calm of his voice was infuriating, it fueled her anger. " 'Bonnie and her friends' " Roxanne repeated mockingly. " You mean my friends? My Family?" Well, maybe the whole family thing was a bit of an exaggeration but she had spent a good portion of the year with this people that Sam was driving out of their home. They weren't like family but they treated her like she's a queen just because she was born a witch. That's all Roxanne was going to say on this subject. She just nodded when he said that he didn't care what she thought. Great. Lovely. This was all settled then. He didn't care, she didn't care, they can move on with their lives and hunt without being attached to each other. That would make work a lot more efficient. Roxanne stood there with her back turned to the car as Sam drove away. He didn't care. She didn't care. That's all that matters. But if he wants to be out of their hair so badly, he is surely not going to get it.
It didn't take Roxanne long to get back to the motel. She actually waited until the Impala was out of sight before she just...did her witch thing and ended up right in front of their motel room door. Now she stared at the door, debating whether or not to just go to Bonnie and leave with the rest of the coven in the morning, or to face the wrath of her sister and brother in law. She accepted the latter just because it would be wrong for her to leave the ones she loved like that. She committed the crime and now she had to do that time. Roxanne walked into the motel room to be greeted with the sight of Dean and Bianca, Bianca looking rather pissed off. Actually, she looked more than pissed off. She looked murderous. Roxanne shut the door behind her and kept her back pressed against it, her face neutral. She wasn't going to look guilty but she wasn't going to look like she didn't care about any of this. That whole not caring thing was meant for Sam. " Okay....before either of you give me an earful just know that I didn't kill anyone....I don't know what Bonnie told you but-"
"A coven, Roxanne? A coven?" Bianca didn't want Roxanne to wiggle her way out of this one. Before Roxanne even arrived, Dean and Bianca ad a brief conversation about all this. Roxanne wasn't going to get away with a light pat on the hand. " What is your ******** problem? That girl...She kidnapped us. She had drawings of us, your drawings! She said that you lived there with her. She knew us, Roxanne. She knew you! She knew that we were working a case here and you warned her about us. Who is she? Who is she to you enough for you do even bother to attempt to protect her in this situation? I don't care if you didn't kill anyone! You're associating yourself with those..things! You saw how many people have gone missing! They're all dead! Your coven killed them! They're monsters and you're parading around with them! Roxanne, that b***h looked me in the eyes and told me about you, told me about how strong you are, how much you talk about me and Dean" Bianca shook her head at Roxanne. This was most definitely like a mother scolding a child.
"Sam died, okay? Sam died! Did you think I would be willing to stick around you and Dean and watch you two be happy together? When Dean died, you left me and tried to kill yourself at every chance you got! I'm not like you! I didn't try to kill myself, I made sure I got stronger! Yes, I met Bonnie. She's my best ******** friend. She made sure I didn't go off the deep end because of Sam! She told me that, if I joined the coven, I can actually learn how to use my powers. I needed something to invest myself into! And if you're going to call them monsters then I'm a monster too! I don't care if you call me a monster, Bianca. I would love for you - either of you - to tell me how much of a monster I am. Please, I'd just love it! I didn't tell either of you about the coven because I didn't think I'd have to! I didn't think that you'd need to know just yet! I haven't done anything wrong. I don't want to ruin your perfect ******** lives! Excuse me for actually caring enough to hide something potentially dangerous from you! This was about me, not you two! I'm not a child! I know what I'm doing! I'm not putting my life at risk, they need me! I'm special!" Roxanne tilted her head against the door, eyes moving from Bianca to Dean. " I'm sorry, okay?" she said, her voice cracking. "Please,i don't need this right now. S-Sam put this whole game up to get the witches to stop and leave town....." Of course, this peaked Bianca's interest. Roxanne had expected her to ask what Sam had done and Roxanne was granted the luxury of retelling the tale. "He kept telling Bonnie that he was going to drive me off this bridge. He was driving fast and I just...lost it, you know? My parents and all, i'll never get over the whole car thing.... When Bonnie agreed I just got out the car and left him." Roxanne held up her hands to show the lack of an engagement ring. "Both figuratively and literally"
Bianca opened her mouth as if she was going to tell Roxanne that her leaving Sam didn't matter but it actually did. Yeah, Bianca was still pretty ******** pissed but everyone knew that Roxanne wasn't too keen on fast driving. She only trusted Dean and Sam with driving above speed limits. And to think that Sam actually used that against her for the sake of the case. They always pulled the 'kill him/her, I don't care' angle when it came to hunting but they've never done anything like this to each other for the sake of a case. Plus Sam and Roxanne actually seemed fine earlier. Bianca and Dean killed their sex vibe, everything seemed to be going normally. But now this happened. Bianca looked at Dean for a moment before looking back at Roxanne. "We're not done with this witch thing, okay?" Bianca needed to make sure that Roxanne was aware of that. "But come here." Bianca opened her arms to hug Roxanne, feeling as though the blonde needed the hug from going through a traumatic event like this. When Roxanne was in Bianca's arms, Bianca took the liberty to hug her sister and slap the girl's head at the same time. " You're such an idiot, I swear" Bianca let out. Being both stern and caring at the same time.
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: Thu May 22, 2014 8:03 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, stop the car!" "I should've told you to leave that night.." "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." Sam pulled over to the side of the road in an isolated area, getting out of the Impala. Lines from the previous fight that occurred not too long ago was rushing through Sam's head, haunting his mind. He slammed the driver's door shut, letting out his anger. Sam wasn't one to use his fists, since he tried to be the calm one in the brother's yin and yang. But Sam couldn't help it. He brought his hands up to his hair, palms pressing against his head as he paced violently. A growl was in his voice, and he could feel his anger just rise, and rise higher. Sam wanted this to happen, and he deserved it, but it hurt. Sam balled his fingers into fists, and then finally collapsed his body down on the road. Slamming his fists against the concrete in a form of violence. Whoever said that letting out anger works through hitting things was wrong. Sam was still upset, and his stomach still twisted to where he felt as if he could be sick. But he had an even enhanced immune system. So, Sam was forced to have the guilt his stomach with a ton of bricks. Sam sat right back up on his knees, running his hands up his face and under his bangs to rest at the crown of his head. His hair was a mess, yes, but Sam didn't care that the moment. Right now, he just wanted to stop feeling so bad. So horrible. In one flick, he could. He could just shut away the pain for real, but he had to be strong. Sam just huffed and puffed heavily a few times, slowly raising up to his feet. Knuckles bloody, Sam swallowed harshly as he stared down the empty road. One flick.. All of this hurt would be over. He could easily change and all this pain would just go away. However, instead of turning off the switch, Sam just got up from the cold ground and trudged towards the Impala.
Dean watched as Roxanne entered the motel, obviously looking as if he was awaiting for her arrival. His bulging arms were crossed on his chest; his features wore a stern and angered expression; and no audible sounds came out of his mouth. Seeing Roxanne there, however, Dean had noticed something about her. Puffy eyes, red nose, loose posture. She wasn't standing up straight and precise like has been. Now, she looked tired and done. It was an easy predict: Roxanne was crying. And Dean immediately knew why. Sam. Dean didn't know how Sam was the one to bring Roxanne home like this, but he knew that Sam had done something to Roxanne to cause her to have tear stained cheeks. However, Dean's stance didn't show any hint of untensing. He remained where he stood: quiet, arms tangled, and a mask of anger. However, when Bianca called the witches "things", Dean winced. Regarding them that way was only a hint for Roxanne to shot right back at Bianca. Of course, Dean hadn't had the best luck with witches and often considered then to be practicing "b***h-craft." However, when it came to Roxanne, he always referred to her as different. He never put witches disgusting name in the same sentence with Roxanne, unless it were to discreetly compliment her on her powers. Dean remained mute, and in the back, as this battle continued. When Roxanne looked to him, Dean didn't lower his gaze, or falter his expression. He kept his eyes glued on Roxanne, not showing remotely a hint of guilt. Though she seemed upset, she still didn't tell them of a coven.
As soon as Roxanne mentioned of Sam's actions, that sparked a reaction in Dean. He tried to keep his poker face for as long as possible, but when Roxanne explained of her state, Dean finally felt a pang of guilt for her. But Dean also knew what had to be done. Bianca had walked up to Roxanne and embraced her gentle sister in her arms for a hug. The sight of it made Dean boil because it was one person's fault that Roxanne was crying: Sam. "That stupid god damn ******** son of a b***h is gonna get it now," threatened Dean, almost inaudible. There were only a few times when Dean looked this deadly and the last time could've been when he was torturing Alastair. It was clear as day that Dean was pissed off and he was looking for blood for this. No way they were going to use Roxanne's fear against her. Dean would do the same with Bianca, especially if it's his brother. Or the shell of his brother. Dean knew that there was no way that Sam was the same.
The sound of a lock was heard, the key slipping in the lock to enter. Dean didn't have to guess who it was because he knew: Sam. His Impala was in the parking lot, thank god. Dean didn't wait for Sam to open the door to start storming to the door. As soon as Dean heard that noise, he was already on the path to blood. Sam entered the motel room, but before he could have time to breathe, Dean collapsed Sam against the door. Pressing all his weight into his younger brother, Dean pinned Sam against the door with his hands on his shirt at his chest. "What the hell is wrong with you, huh?!" growled Dean, punching Sam in the face. "The hell you scarin' Roxy for?! I'ma kick your a** all around this ******** motel!"
Sam just slowly guided his head back to look at Dean, not even fixing his bangs that were hanging aimlessly in his eyes. "I needed the scream to be believable. Her fear sold it." Sam soon pushed at Dean's chest and shoved him back away from the demon. "I was doing my job. Making the witches back off. They are now. You're welcome." Sam shot a glance at Roxanne. It was obvious that she was upset, and that she had been crying. Sam had seen her tears when they were on the bridge, but he didn't dare to bring himself to fall under. His sight was cut off by Dean's face, as if Dean didn't want Sam to look at Roxanne anymore.
"I want you out," uttered Dean in a much calmer tone, but with a hint of anger. "Go away. If you mean us no harm, then you will leave."
This made a smirk peek on Sam's lips as he lifted his head. "Fine. If that's what you want."
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: Fri May 23, 2014 10:58 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
The girls didn't stop Dean from going to Sam, nor did they stop Dean afterwards. Sam can't be hurt by the normal means that they were used to but Bianca could just get some Holy water and give Sam a nice little bath in it. Burn the s**t out of his skin for what he did to Roxanne. Bianca held onto her sister, whispering how sorry she was for her sister but how they still needed to talk about some things. Roxanne would nod, whispering back that she understood. Roxanne knew that a little bit of drama wasn't going to get her out of this for long, the attention was only momentarily turned to Sam. Both girls had noticed the look of murder on Dean's face, it was a little unsettling for Bianca but Roxanne had seen it before a long time ago so she knew that Dean was really pissed. The girls migrated over to Roxanne's bed where they just watched Dean yell at Sam. Bianca had a hand on her sister's shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly. Roxanne was wiping a few stray tears from her face. She didn't like crying, she rarely cried and they all knew that but Roxanne felt like she deserved to let out just a few tears. Part of her wanted to tell herself that she deserved this for keeping the secret for so long but no! Even when she was mad at Sam, she still found a way to defend him. The case was no excuse for what he did to her, she wouldn't accept it. Bianca wouldn't accept Sam's bullshit excuse for terrifying her sister either. It wasn't cool, they all knew why Roxanne was uncomfortable was cars, it was amazing that Roxanne was comfortable with how fast Dean drives at times - then again, Roxanne actually trusted Dean.
Roxanne watched everything unfold between the boys, calculating every movement Sam made. Now she paid more attention to him. Before tonight, he was just there, now he's there with his demonic energy and all that. But when Dean told Sam to leave and Sam agreed, Roxanne shook her head. " No" said Roxanne firmly, her voice a lot stronger than she thought it would be. " He isn't going anywhere" Roxanne put up a hand to silence her sister's heated rebuttal. Bianca nor Dean understood this, but Roxanne and Sam did. This is what Sam wanted. If Roxanne was going to suffer, so was he. Roxanne stood up, putting on the fakest and most s**t eating smile possible while walking towards Dean and Sam. " You are not getting out of this, Winchester, you're not. If you leave, we'll hunt you down. We'll follow you. You're not going anywhere, you're going to stay here with us and look me in the eye every day and remember what you did tonight. You want to be out of our hairs? Too bad. You're staying. Leave, if you want, but I'll find you; you're not the only one with powers" Roxanne wasn't going to let him get away with this. She was going to smile right in his face despite his disheveled she looked, she was going to make him stay. Roxanne looked at Dean, she didn't mean to go against his decision but from Sam's smirk you could see that this was what he wanted and Roxanne was going to be a stubborn b***h about this. " Thank you" she said to Dean, surprised at how serious he got about all of this. Earlier today they weren't really on the best of terms and now he was willing to kick Sam out for her. Roxanne turned her attention back to Sam. His bag flew towards him as Roxanne stared, her eyes emotionless. " You're not leaving, but you're not staying in here tonight. Go out in the car. I'm tired of your face right now" With that, Roxanne turned sharply back onto the bed with her sister. Bianca just looked....incredulous? Well, Sam used Roxanne's number 1 fear against her and when Dean tells him to leave, Roxanne makes sure he stays. It was his choice if he decided to actually up in leave in the middle of the night but Roxanne made it clear that she would be after him if he did that. Sometimes, Bianca just couldn't believe her sister.
When Sam finally made his way out of the room, Roxanne went into the bathroom to wash her face. When she came out she took a deep breath and went into her duffle bag, taking out a picture. " This is me and Bonnie" she started. The two of them were smiling in the picture, obviously taken by someone else, posing off in shorts and tank tops, a few black markings on their skin - markings that Roxanne clearly did not have at the moment. " She is my heniochoi kai parabatai meaning that she is the coven member that I am most close with, practically my other half in witch-ness" Roxanne paused briefly, looking at the two before continuing. " A couple months ago when I was still sour about Sam, I decided to go out to a night club and that's where I met Bonnie. She smiled at me, literally told me that I she knew I was special, and that's where the friendship began. She's a bit of a b***h.... really insane; she get's these crazy ideas about magic... anyway, she got me into the coven. Then the coven found out that I was a born witch and that made me all the more interesting, I've been training like a regular witch for the past few months. I didn't tell you because you guys were just so.. content with your house and your neighborhood and I didn't want to just pop up one day and be like ' So I'm in a coven'. I didn't want either of you to be concerned for what I was doing. I was intending on telling you eventually, honest to god, but then Sam came back and I didn't want to pile on to the drama that Sam brought on his own" Roxanne took a deep breath and continued. " I didn't want her to get hurt. I know what the coven did was wrong, I know, I should have just told you from the get go that they're my coven. I'm sorry I pissed you two off so much and got on your nerves but I was just nervous, okay? I wanted to do it on my own so I could just go to them and give them hell. Then I wanted you to do it on your own so I wouldn't get their blood on my hands. Yes, I warned Bonnie but I didn't think she'd kidnap you guys. She wouldn't have hurt you, I made sure that she knew how much you both mean to me." Roxanne sighed. " You guys have a right to be mad at me for this, I know. But I was just scared of what you guys would have said, okay? But I'm getting stronger, I actually know how to use my powers correctly. I know I promised that I wouldn't do any dark magic - and I haven't - but I'm a witch and I can't keep going through my life ignoring it, I should be able to accept it. I'm sorry for keeping this from you." Roxanne looked at the two hopefully, she only wanted them to understand.
Bianca listened to her sister explain herself. Bianca was going to leave this subject alone for another day or two, just for Roxanne to calm down enough about Sam to be able to deal with this but it seemed as if the blonde just wanted to jump into it. Immediately as Roxanne began to explain, Bianca felt bad about what she said earlier. She was angry at the time, she was still a little angry right now but she wasn't going to yell at Roxanne. Minus all the yelling and cursing, Roxanne's story was a kind of entertaining, just to know how her sister got involved with these people. Bianca looked at the picture that Roxanne held up, the blonde clearly not wanting to let go of the thing. Bianca took notice of how Roxanne looked happy, her and her raven haired friend doing mock poses as if they were mirroring each other. Bianca couldn't ignore the black markings on her sister's skin, though. Roxanne was the only one without a demon tattoo for a reason - she didn't really like needles much. So what were those markings? Questions for another time, Bianca supposed. Enough was going on tonight to bombard her older sister with question. Bianca was interested in this aspect of Roxanne's life but she wanted to let her sister explain herself without Bianca or Dean probing with questions. When Roxanne finally finished her story and apologized, Bianca nodded, trying to wrap her head around all this. " You could have just told us.... I mean, I would have been mad if you told us but I'm even more mad right now because it took a witch kidnapping us for us to know this stuff, Roxanne." Bianca ran a hand down her face and let it fall to her side on the bed. The night has been stressful enough for her, she couldn't even imagine how Roxanne was really feeling inside right now. " I know you're going to do some bad magic, you kind of have to so don't make it seem like you're going to be Glenda the Good all the time. I'm going to accept the fact that you've got a coven, that you're getting stronger, and that you may or may not do some things that could cause major damage. I don't like this, I like that you're being more comfortable with yourself but witches, Roxanne. You're different, I know, we're like a broken record when it comes to this stuff but you can't blame me for being just a little worried about you."
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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: Tue May 27, 2014 4:02 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 "Just let us in, Roxanne," said Dean, right after Bianca was done explaining to her sister of how she felt. His arms returned the previous formation of crossing on his chest, but his features were different. Almost hopeless. "Roxy, you have got to stop bottling this up inside. You're a witch. We accepted that. We grown past that now. But it gets harder and harder when more bad things happen and we have to find out that you have been hiding s**t from us." Dean's voice wasn't raised. It was worse. It was as if he was a disappointed father. "I don't give a damn about normal, Roxy. My whole life, it never been normal. I don't want to hear that s**t about protecting us, Roxy, because you did it for yourself. And you're my best friend, Roxanne. Any problem of yours... is my problem. I - I just don't want you to get hurt. I just don't want to lose anyone else." Dean exhaled a deep breath and looked between the two of the girls.
Sam slammed the door behind him, anger boiling in his veins. Dean was ready for him to leave! Bianca been ready since she first seen Sam. Roxanne can't just let him go. She was letting him go, but she would hunt him down like he was a piece of supernatural creature that will wait to be killed. No way. But Sam couldn't just sit here in the Impala and be treated as if he was a dog. Wait until sunrise for them to get their s**t together and get on the road. No, Sam needed to see someone. And he knew who. Thirty minutes later, Sam arrived at the same base that he had been continuing to approach over the year. Samuel. No doubt that Ruby was in here as well. Sam needed Roxanne to really hate him to the point where she never wants to see him again. It was the only way for her to be rid of him, and he won't have to worry about hurting her. Well, beside her heart.
When approaching inside, he immediately saw Ruby in all of the crowd. Especially Samuel. His grandfather noticed the expression that wore on the demon's face, and informed the other long lost family members to leave them privacy. Samuel watched the silent facial exchanges between Sam and Ruby and decided to clear the room. Ruby smirked, her red lips giving off some sort of evil. She slowly approached Sam, whom never moved once. "I need your help," said Sam, looking down at her when she was close enough. "I need you to help me to get Roxanne to hate me." Ruby's smile grew even more, her brows raised in understatement. Immediately, without saying a word, a hand reached over to his belt. Fingers started to unfasten what held his pants up, and Sam growled. His own hand jerked up, grasped Ruby's neck, and he slammed her against the nearby wall. The thud was so loud and Ruby's body bounced off just as soon as she collided against the wood. "Listen here," snarled Sam. "You an' me. Never gonna happen again. When I say get Roxanne to hate me, I don't mean for your own god damn pleasure. So, do me a favor, and keep your hands off'a me. I don't care if I'm not gonna be with Roxanne anymore; doesn't mean that I am gonna open up your legs." Sam released his hand from her throat, and listened to the sound of her coughing, trying to regain her breath back.
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: Tue May 27, 2014 6:51 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 !
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 nodded like a chastised child but couldn't help look surprised when he called her his best friend. Well, she thought of Dean as a best friend also but sometimes it seemed like she was far from that. Well, they both had pretty bad tempers with each other from time to time. "Okay" she said, a way of promising that she wouldn't keep anything from them anymore. " But I don't want either of you concerning yourself too much with what I do, okay? I-I don't want you worrying about me constantly with this. Bonnie wants me to sell my soul to a demon for more power but I'm not even considering that right now - it's freaking stupid and I'm strong enough as it is. I'm practically a baby compared to other witches - normal witches. But I need you two to know this before hand, the stuff that i have to do is dangerous majority of the time but I have to do it to get better." Roxanne wanted to be fair with them on this. She didn't want them walking in on her with a whole bunch of fire surrounding her and suddenly being afraid. " This is like being in school for me. I've got to study and practice to make sure I'm good enough that no one gets accidentally hurt" Roxanne let a small smile shine through the guilt on her face. " Imagine what I'll be able to do for us as I get better...."
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It had been about a week after the accident. They couldn't leave town just yet because Roxanne physically could not bring herself to get into the car. Bianca tried to help her but it just didn't work. Roxanne didn't feel comfortable in the car. Bianca had also noted that Roxanne went on a run the morning after the incident, coming back with a bag full of stuff that Roxanne just said was from Bonnie. Well, Bianca couldn't exactly hate her for going to get some stuff from her friend. In fact, the things were actually Roxanne's. Roxanne felt obligated to show Dean and Bianca so they didn't feel like was hiding anything.
But now they were finally in a new town. Roxanne still didn't get in the car to get here. She teleported. Wait, Roxanne had corrected Bianca on that, it was called 'transmutation' or whatever. They had picked up on a case involving another set of witches not to far from their previous location. Sam and Roxanne still made the room feel like Antarctica, it was almost unsettling to Bianca to see the subtle glares that they gave each other. But Roxanne had a right to be upset and she assumed that Sam too had a right to be upset about Roxanne being upset since he felt like he was doing good for the sake of the case. But that was no longer Bianca's business. She just stuck to her boyfriend and asked minimum questions about Sam to Roxanne. From what Bianca could see, Roxanne was doing pretty well about the whole Sam thing, or at least that's what she made it out to look like. She went for a run every morning long before Dean or Bianca could wake up and she'd be back by the time they were awake. If Roxanne wasn't running, she was reading her book, and if she wasn't doing either then she was helping with the case.
"So they're drugging men, is that what it is?" Bianca asked, swirling around in a chair in the motel room. "That's kind of petty..... I mean, if they're not into you then they're not into you. Move on. There's plenty of other dicks to swallow" Bianca had spent the past 10 minutes laughing about these witches. Roxanne, too, partook in a bit of the laughter. Really, drugging boys? Roxanne even said that they could do a lot more with their powers like make the perfect guy for themselves if they wanted, which made Bianca find this all the more funny. Well, Bianca never had much of a struggle with guys so she couldn't help but be the little b***h that she could be when she imagined that these witches were having so rough of a time that they had to drug the guys.
Roxanne was sitting on the floor with a pencil in her hand and a sketchbook in her lap. " Yeah, but there are some really s**t boyfriends out there. You're lucky that your boyfriend would beat up any guy that flirts with you, some guys beat up their girls instead" Roxanne pointed at Dean with her pencil and shrugged. Dean, even with all his problems and bravado, was a really good catch for Bianca and Roxanne had to give him credit. For a guy as strong as he was, he could easily hurt Bianca. Roxanne heard her sister's light comment about not needing to be lectured about abusive boyfriends. Yeah, Bianca's had her fair share of assholes - even if Roxanne didn't know the whole meaning behind Bianca's statement. " But does this really count as a case? They're not hurting anyone. So, the guys get a little possessive and may crack a few skulls but all guys get like that at some point, right? What's wrong with the witches just wanting some sweet lovin'?" There was an air of sarcasm in the room. Well, Roxanne too never had much issues with guys. She wasn't a whore but, even with her insecurities, all her boyfriends had been pretty decent guys up to what happened with Sam last week. But Sam was a demon now.....
Bianca looked at Dean, spinning around in the chair once more. " I don't want you anywhere near these witches because if one of them even dares try to touch you, I'm going to have to murder a b***h and I really don't want to do that...... yet" The fear of another girl taking Dean was long gone but she didn't like the idea of witches actually drugging men into loving them. She did not want any witch making her boyfriend love them. She was a hunter, she was qualified to kill them if she needed to. " I'm being serious." she added. Roxanne no longer had to worry about someone taking her fiancé since she and Sam were no longer engaged. Actually, the only time Roxanne really spoke to Sam was when inquiring about the case. Other than that, it was like Sam didn't even exist. Bianca's seen Roxanne do this before years ago with her first boyfriend but, at the time, Bianca could tell that Roxanne was hurting over what had happened. But this? Roxanne was either unreadable about the situation or just plain calm. Maybe that running really did wonders for her.
Roxanne got up off the floor, a half finished drawing of a bird on display from her sketch book. The blonde stretched, cracking her back. Her silver necklace was prominent against her tanned skin. " Well, single girls don't have to worry about crap like this" Fake it until you mean it, Roxy. Fake it until you mean it. Roxanne would never admit it but, on some mornings, she'd wake up and have a silent panic attack in bed because she couldn't find her ring..... but then she'd remember what happened and that panic would be replaced to dormant anger. Roxanne had Bianca attempt to stifle a little laugh, making the blonde arch a brow at her. " Keep on laughing, little girl. I may just drug Dean myself" Roxanne winked at Dean in the least seductive way possible, just to be a goof. " No, but in all seriousness. I'd prefer it if neither of you boys get too near the witches because then it gets personal and I'm not in the mood for angst over witches making you two their love slaves or whatever." Roxanne squinted her eyes and looked at Sam. " Or would that even work on you? -" Roxanne ignored the childish 'oooh' that was coming from her sister "- You being soulless and all." She didn't mean it to sound as bitchy as it did but it was a genuine question. If it couldn't work on him then that was one less person to be concerned about.
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 May 28, 2014 9:42 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 One week. Sam can remember the almost accident clearly. How Roxanne screamed for him to stop. How she threw the ring down at the ground and Sam could found the crack in the diamond and the engagement itself. Now a days, what Sam considered as 'passing the time' is drinking and finding all new ways to get Roxanne to hate him enough to force him to leave. Sam turned to Ruby for help, and her definition of help was quite the opposite of his as she keep pawing at the hem of his jeans. No matter how many times he tells her to ******** off, she comes right back. She's so screwed up in the head, thinking that Sam will eventually break. But Sam never did, especially after a week. He hadn't exactly thought through the entire plan that was going to be established, but Sam made sure to come out on top and win his mission. He needed to get as far as he can from these three people.
Dean, in the span of a week, finally found the roots of the problem that was between his brother and Roxanne. Sam was a demon. Roxanne was a witch. Maybe this was all one big sign that "god" didn't want them together or whatever. Dean didn't believe that one bit, and he also didn't believe of a man upstairs since he was atheist. However, doesn't change the fact that Sam has been trying so hard be such a d**k. Dean didn't pay to his brother anymore, which was really sad. The brothers who used to sacrifice themselves for each other is now threatening to kill each other. Heated arguments never dies down between the Winchesters and they always seem to worsen by each raised voice. Dean knew that the girls were tired to hear the brothers fighting, but he couldn't help it.
Now, they were in a motel. All four of them. For once, Roxanne got her own motel room while he and Bianca got their own. Sam? Sam doesn't sleep so Dean didn't find a reason for him to have a room. The Impala is fine for him or suited enough for him. One night, Dean couldn't even find Sam, so obviously, Sam doesn't stand around for the night. He goes off on his own. However, Roxanne insisted that they get two beds for her room. Dean was confused firstly, but since they weren't paying for the room, it was someone else's money, Dean didn't care. All he cared about why Roxanne wanted the second bed in her room considering that her recently ex fiance isn't too far away from her room.
But now they were in Dean and Bianca's room. They were going over the case that was currently haunting the small town. Witches. Again. Of course, Dean should've known that it was going to be witches after a witch case. Though the girls were telling the brothers to stay away from these witches there was one problem. "That'd be great if we knew who the witches were," admitted Dean. "But all these guys are connected to one thing: this high school across town." Currently, Dean was tying the laces of his combat boots. "And I am going to check it out. See if there's anything out of the blue. I promise that I will keep my eye out. Bianca: I want you to stay here and keep an eye out for anything." But Sam knew what that meant. Keep an eye on Roxanne and Sam.
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 29, 2014 6:10 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 did not want to stay with Sam and Roxanne. She wanted to go with Dean and make sure that he didn't get caught up in anything but no, she had to stay and babysit the supernatural duo. It was only one time that Sam and Roxanne had sex and it surely was not going to happen after what Sam and Roxanne have been through in the past week. Bianca pouted at Dean. " Take me with you..." she whined. But she knew it was futile. He wouldn't take her with him just because Sam and Roxanne were so dysfunctional. It wasn't fare... at least not to Bianca. Sam and Roxanne were grown adults. It's just like that one time when Dean and Roxanne were gone and Roxanne made sure that Sam stuck with Bianca to babysit her. Was this really necessary anymore? They couldn't simply trust each other at this point? Then again, Bianca wasn't sure how much she could actually trust Sam and Roxanne alone.
When Dean was gone, Bianca let out a heavy sigh, looking from Sam to Roxanne. " Why the hell did you two have to go and have sex? And then start hating each other? Why? I could have been out there protecting my boyfriend from possessive witches but no - I have to babysit you two" It was babysitting. They could all admit that it was babysitting. Bianca threw her hands up in the air and spun around in the chair once more, eyeing Sam and Roxanne. " You two are so dysfunctional. You're capable of having sex and breaking an engagement in the same day. Not to mention causing some family trauma - thank you for that, by the way". Bianca wasn't supposed to talk about this. Roxanne already said that she didn't want to talk about this is any shape way or form but Bianca was a little ticked that she got benched to watch them.
Roxanne hissed at her sister, not liking what Bianca was saying. " I would have much preferred to go with Dean myself but life isn't fair and we all don't get what we want to suck it up and shut up - I've been babysitting you since we were children. Please, control yourself. If I'm such a burden, I can leave you and Sammy here to catch up while I go practice". Practice. Her life was strictly Family, Work, Practice. In that particular order. Sam no longer came first but she would admit to helping him if he needed it... It's been a week, she couldn't pretend like he didn't mean anything to her. She even made sure that she got two beds in her room in case the Impala was uncomfortable for him. She didn't want to deal with him without being with Dean and Bianca at the same time but if he was uncomfortable then he was uncomfortable. " I need to practice anyway. Magic is making me tired and I need to fix that"
"No" insisted Bianca. She was okay with Roxanne practicing her magic but she didn't want Roxanne doing it right now. Sometimes Bianca just craved a little sister time. Bianca lifted her legs into the chair and looked at Sam innocently. " So are you going to actually stay with us or are you going to go out and do whatever you do when things go bump in the night?" Well, Sam doesn't sleep and he'd be an idiot if he actually stayed in the Impala all night, staring into the darkness. He had to go somewhere. Atleast, according to Dean her did.
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 Jun 01, 2014 9:19 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 Dean left the motel room without question. When he woke up that day, he didn't intend for Bianca to be benched and baby sit her sister and her sister's ex. He wasn't worried about them having sex again, in fact if they wanted to ******** each other brains out then go ahead. But it was the fact that they could get into another heated argument and Dean just didn't quite trust his brother with Roxanne. After the car wreck, Dean could feel himself take a new dark turn as he fought against his own brother, his own blood. He couldn't believe that it had to come this way and often Dean gets pissy when he thought about that horrific way. Casually jogging down the steps that lead out to the vast motel parking lot, Dean grabbed his keys that were pocketed in his pants. In his other hand was his leather jacket folded up in half. Right now, Dean wore his suit, so wearing a leather jacket wouldn't help his case at all. His sharp, fitted black suit that hugged his torso to reveal his muscle shape. Bold chest, strong stomach, broaden arms, and tight lower arms. As if Dean could intimidate someone by flashing his badge, and when they look at his body shape.
When Dean arrived at the high school, it brought some faint memories in his head. He's been to so many high schools when he was younger, it was a miracle that he passed. Barely. Dean had his hands pocketed in his pants as he watched some of the freshmen pass around a football in the field, learning just what it would be like in the life of a football player. Helmet was intact, but it seemed as if every time they catch the ball, and had seniors tackle them to the ground, the helmet would slam against their heads. Dean always wondered this, and often thought about joining the team at one high school, but due to the lack of grades and the lack of free time, Dean could never. "Mr. Johnson? Brian Johnson," a voice asked. Dean could feel a smirk appear on his face, for that was the lead vocalist of AC/DC. Simple and common, so the name was subtle and also pleasing on the eye. Turning to the side, Dean was met with the face of a man whom Dean had saw on the site, the principal. Both men held out their hands in a gesture of a handshake and did so with a firm grasp.
"Principal Truman?" asked Dean, his lips pursed as he mentally overlooked the man. His hair wasn't gelled back completely as some tight strands stuck out, indicating that this man was in a hurry to leave so perhaps he was running late. Dark bags under his eyes suggest that he was staying up late but Dean could place of what yet. Seeing Truman's ring, Dean squinted his eyes - of course, while the principal wasn't looking. The outside of the ring looked dirty, but at the start of the curve that curled into the other side of the ring, it looked shiny, meaning that this man removed his ring more than a couple of times. But because he doesn't clean his ring shows Dean that his marriage isn't a good one. When Dean shrugged off his hyper-observant personality, he noted the way Mr. Truman looked at the female track coach. Almost as if he was undressing her with his eyes. With a soft, bitter laugh, Dean knew what Mr. Truman was doing last night.
Truman showed Dean around the school, as if Dean was on a tour to put a kid in school. He told the fake agent all of the positive and rarely the negatives of the school. Right when they got to the empty cafeteria, Dean held a hand up. "Listen, Principal, I'm not here to see your school and explore the education. I'm here in behalf that one of your students got shot by another one of yours. I mean, I've been behind a desk for most of my job, but now that they finally send out in the field, it's to investigate a jealousy circle in high school." Dean was a brilliant actor, due to having to grow up and lie to every faces he could see. "But don't you think it's odd that two best football friends just suddenly shot each other over a girl, Truman? Two boys who are actually educated vastly, have 4.0. Why would they do that? Hm?"
Truman sighed heavily and shoved his hands into his pant pockets, like Dean's stance right now. "Listen, detective, boys will be boys, we all know that. We butt heads and we move on. But have you ever had a girl come between you and your best friend?"
"Can't say, I preferred the girls over the boys," replied Dean, slowly losing his patience.
Principal nodded his head, understanding what he meant. That he spent his high school life kissing girls than chest bumping the other gentlemen. Truman heaved out a heavy sigh and explained, "It's a tragic what happened, and it inflicted our students. Hopefully, it won't happen again. But, detective, I'm sure it's just two boys, a girl came between them, they took it harder than they meant it to, and miraculously got their hands on a gun." Dean lowered his gaze, letting out a soft, defeated sigh. The reason why Dean was on this case because he gotten something in his hotel room with a newspaper of this news. There were also side notes, other possible things that made this possible of a non-natural death. The handwriting looked like their dad, so Dean knew that their dad must've found them and dropped off a case. When Dean found out that this was from his dad, he quickly made sure to see if Sam was alright. Just because Sam was ******** up doesn't mean that he was still his brother. And dying in the hands of their own father wasn't the way to go. Maybe this was just a normal case. Running a hand over his face, Dean muttered something.
Finally regaining his posture once again, Dean defeatingly admitted, "Alright. Maybe I'm just wastin' my time here. I might look 'round and see if anything is worth comin' back t'morrow." Dean pressed his lips together and nodded his head to the principal. Saying goodbye, Dean and Truman exchange their firm handshake once again. However, before the man could walk off, Dean spoke up. "Oh, by the way, Truman." Waiting until he turned around, Dean continued, "You might want tell your wife that you were sleeping with another woman last night." With a grin, Dean fixed a button on his jacket as he walked off, chin up and shoulders straight. As if he had the upper hand here. Considering that Dean could only hear his pair of footsteps, he knew that he had the principal at awe. Nothing he said put off that he was cheating nor did he say anything in regards to his personal life. Dean was just that good.
Sam stood in the motel room the contained a demon, a witch, and a human. He could already feel a rant coming on, and it wasn't going to be from him. The right thing to do would be to leave the room and let the girls not be so tense. But he felt as if his feet were glued to the floorboards, not allowing him to walk away. Bianca was going off on the two of the them on how she was benched because Dean didn't trust them. This caused Sam to roll his eyes. He did this action not because he was acting, but because of Bianca's obnoxious attitude. It was about time she got benched. Sam got benched before, so have Roxanne. Dean gave Bianca special treatment for far too long. It was about time Dean did something to her, even if it wasn't harsh. Sam continued to stand in his little spot, arms crossed over his broaden chest.
At Roxanne saying she was going to practice magic, Sam got tensed. Lately, Roxanne been going out to practice her magic at night, right about the time when Sam goes exploring. After catching glimpses of her, Sam felt worried about her. He heard about stories of witches turning evil. Hell, witches that they have killed were evil. However, Sam read books on truly bad witches. How their power consumes them and they have no control over what they do. Their personality turns dark, they have no remorse, and they enjoys inflicting pain. After watching Roxanne a few times, Sam found himself concern not only for Roxanne but for Bianca as well. If Bianca's sister turned evil and hurt people, she would be scared. Sam knew this. However, he kept his mouth shut and remained where he stood. As soon as Roxanne said that she needed to practice more to gain more energy to be able to make bigger magic, Sam immediately used his powers to shut the door that Dean left open when exiting. Not only the door, but the window blinds as well. "I think you're good for a while, Roxanne," commented Sam. "You practice too much, you'll hurt yourself and the other around you. Might not want to ******** s**t up like usual." Sam had shared concern at the beginning of the sentence. He needed to share something to make it seem as if he was still a bad guy.
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 Jun 02, 2014 2:51 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 !
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
"Yeah, well I'm not the freak who started the apocalypse." Roxanne could hurt Sam just as well as Sam could hurt her. They had meant enough to each other to the point of them knowing what could really hurt the other. Then again, Sam was supposedly emotionless so what was the point of trying to hurt him? Roxanne sighed, not even looking at Sam anymore. She was looking at the wall. "The whole purpose of me practicing is so i cant hurt anyone." Now her gaze returned to Sam. "You don't care. You're just purposely doing this to screw me over. God, you're such a child!" Any time before, a glass would have broken or a light bulb would have blown out but Roxanne could control her powers better, she was stable. She was becoming stronger as the days go on, she needed to practice to maintain the strength. And Sam was getting in the way of that. Bonnie had told her that Dean and Bianca would get in the way but so far they didn't bother her much. But Bonnie did say that her family would be a problem, that she'd have to let go of them eventually to reach where she's got to be.
Bianca took a step in between Sam and Roxanne and turned to face her sister. Bianca didn't really want Roxanne practicing right now. The girl would disappear for an hour or two a day and come back fatigued but would push herself to get work done. But God knows how many hours of practice she'd put in when she thought Dean and Bianca were too asleep to notice. Bianca had to admit that the b***h quality of Roxanne had increased in the past week. Sometimes she spoke to Sam as if he was nothing like a bug on her shoe. If they were too weeks in the past, Roxanne would be trying to defend Sam about his demon tendencies. Now she was throwing everything in his face whenever he dared to bother her. " Roxanne, maybe Sam's right about you being good for a while. Practicing makes you tired. Take a break for today, start up fresh tomorrow. You're going to fry yourself out and then what good would you be to me?" Bianca smiled and lightly pinched Roxanne's cheek. She didn't exactly know how strong Roxanne was right now but she did not want an all out demon and witch fight in here. Bianca turned and looked at Sam. " And I supposed you're going to stay to try to keep that door shut, right? I mean, if you leave, I'm most definitely not going to stop Roxanne from leaving"
"Please go... Go drink or something. Don't come back for at least 3 hours. Please." Roxanne shooed Sam away with her hand. Honestly, the girl could try to open the door up on her own but that would mean getting magically physical with Sam and she was ready to do something like that in front of her sister just yet. She's bringing Bianca into this magic thing as slowly as possible. Roxanne picked her sketch book off the floor and jumped onto Dean and Bianca's bed rolling onto her back and positioning herself to be able to draw. " Or you two can be useful and stand still so I could draw you. I need to work on proportions rather than facial realism" Roxanne looked at Sam. " If you want to deprive me of practicing magic, at least don't deprive me of practicing my art. I remembered when there was a time that you actually found this remotely interesting...." Back when Dean had died and it was just them in a house, being normal.
Bianca sighed and stood in profile, staring at Sam but standing still enough for Roxanne to be able to draw her. " This good?" Bianca asked. Hearing the 'mf' from her sister and scratching of the pencil on the paper was enough for Bianca to know that Roxanne was satisfied. The way Bianca now looked at Sam wasn't a look of hatred like she had shown the past week, it was a mix of something else. Pity? Sympathy? Knowingness of what had happened in that diner in what seemed like an eternity ago? Whatever it was, she was looking right him, wondering if he'd either play along with Roxanne's need to draw, be an a*****e, or just leave all together. Maybe this was why Dean made Bianca babysit. Sam and Roxanne were quick-tempered children. They'd probably blow up the whole motel if Bianca wasn't there.
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 Jun 04, 2014 12:18 am
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 heaved out a heavy, disappointed sigh from his lips as he walked across the football field to reach to this car in the back parking lot. The parking lot that was closest to the main office was reserved for staff only. The area that was near the courtyard was meant for students. So Dean was forced to park near the football field. Even if there was practice going on, Dean watched as everyone avoided the man in the suit. The football players would jog but if Dean was in their way, they would pause to let him by. It felt empowering, honestly. With a proud grin, he continued to walk across the field. That is, until he heard someone call for him. "Detective!" a girl called and Dean turned his head to the right and saw some cheerleaders gesturing their hands towards themselves. Even if their hands were covered with pom poms, he could still take the hint. The hunter debated on if he should approach the girls in the shortest skirts ever, but since one of them is the girl that the two boys shot themselves over for. Dean started to walk towards where the cheerleaders were, which they were standing around a white fold out table that had drinks laid out. Approaching the table, Dean shoved his hands inside his pockets and arched a brow. The girl who called for him looked as if she was the head cheerleader. Slim body; short, blonde hair; full peach lips that were folded into a smirk; green eyes. "We girls wanted to thank you for investigating this horrible tragedy. You must be thirsty," the girl said, holding out a bottle of green liquid inside of it.
Dean eyed the drink carefully before accepting it in his hands. "Um," he drawled, awkwardly smiling at the female and nodding his head. "Thanks?" Dean wasn't one for gaining gifts, so it was a bit odd that this happened. With that, he quickly walked off, not wanting to further another conversation. On the way, Dean absentmindedly opened the bottle and took a big swig of the thing. His walking was now quick instead of a casual stroll like when he first walked on the field. Instead of reminiscing, Dean was making sure that he gets to his car and get the hell out of the school grounds. Before entering the car, Dean felt the urge to loosen his tie around his neck. Like an itch that can't be scratched. However, Dean just distracted his hands by bringing the bottle up to his mouth once more and chugging the thing this time. Not completely, but plenty until he got to his car. With a light sigh after disconnecting the bottle from his lips, Dean opened his driver's side door and dipped down to enter the Impala. The drink wasn't that bad, actually. Like a power drink. Surely, it was meant for the football players and the cheerleaders, to keep their motives high and strong instead of tiring. Either way, Dean just wanted to get home and be with Bianca.
Sam whistled when Roxanne's 'low blow' was to bring up the mistake of the apocalypse. "Nice. How long have you been working on that?" Sam asked, flashing her a smug grin. His arms remained crossed on his chest, even as Roxanne yelled at him. She raised her voice, and Sam could hear her anger ringing in her tone. Sam knew that Roxanne was damn near done with Sam and didn't want to do anything with him. Even as she stormed off to the only bed in the room, she actually went as far as to shoo him like he was some dog. This caused his jaw to tighten and clench in annoyance, for real this time. Sam will take just about any blow as he could, but there are some limits that he will tolerate. Then Roxanne changed her mind, telling Sam to stay so that he and Bianca could be models of her now new sketch. The way she seemed to be snarky at him, Sam felt the will to do so back at her. Not now though. "Simmer down," he muttered.
Sam could feel Bianca's eyes on him, but he refused to meet her own. He knew that Bianca was aware of what was going on, or at least got a glimpse. She was holding onto that faint little hope and he needed her to not do that. Also, Sam knew that if he so much as a second looked into her eyes, his eyes would scream for help and Bianca would drive into that small hole of his humanity that was trying to break through his tough shell. Sam drew out a long breath, still not letting his eyes even look at Bianca's. And then his attention was drawn to the door when he saw Dean. Dean walked through the motel door, saw Bianca, and smiled. "Uh, oh. Dean smiles. Alert the media," joked Sam, watching as Dean walked towards Bianca and wrapped an arm around her waist. "You're chipper.." suggested Sam, a bit suspicious.
"What, I can't be happy?" Dean asked, shooting a glare towards the demon's way.
Sam could tell the obnoxious attitude and just let out a wry laugh. "Alright, alright, I get it. I nearly kill Roxanne, you want revenge," switching over to a harsh whisper, "Get in line." Sam shrugged his shoulders innocently and exited the motel, not finding any more need for his presence.
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 Jun 04, 2014 4:44 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 ignored Sam, all of her attention on Bianca and her own sketchbook. She was trying to perfect how fast she could draw and how accurate it could be. Right now, she was going at a pretty slow pace just so she could get down all of Bianca's features. Bianca was honestly a really good model since she was curvy and she didn't have an ideal woman's figure. Bianca was proportionate but in ways that fit her own personality type. Roxanne grunted at Sam, something she usually did when she was trying to draw and someone was either distracting her or getting in her way. He was surely used to her grunting at him since she'd do it a couple times whenever she tried to draw him, but that was a year ago. Everything decent about them was a year ago.
Bianca noticed that Sam didn't meet her eyes. She knew that he knew that she was looking at him. If he was so much of a soulless piece of s**t that he wanted to seem, then he wouldn't have a problem with looking her right in the eyes and giving her a sarcastic comment. But, no, he avoided eye contact. This was going to be noted. If there was just a little shred of Sammy in there, a shred of the kid who had Pokémon theme engagement rings, then Bianca was going to try to reach him. Whatever it took, she was going to try because dealing with him and Roxanne being so...spiteful towards each other was something her heart couldn't take. Sam and Roxanne were supposed to get hitched and make a little rugrat, not stray from each other like this. Bianca was ready to say something to Sam but that's when Dean came in and wrapped an arm around Bianca, much to Roxanne's dislike since she practically growled at them. If this is how seriously she took her art, Bianca could only imagine how seriously she took her magic. " Hey, baby" she said as Sam made his way out. Well, Sam was gone, nothing was keeping Roxanne around for much longer either.
Roxanne tucked some hair behind her ear and place her sketchbook to the side, trusting Dean and Bianca with it. " I think the purpose for your own motel room is finally coming to light so I'm just going to step out for a little" Roxanne pushed herself off of the lovely couple's bed and grinned at Bianca was she walked past. " I'll be gone for at least an hour or two. Have fun" The blonde practically sang the last sentence. Bianca couldn't tell whether Roxanne was purely happy for Dean and herself or if the witch was only happy to get out of the motel room and practice her magic. The blonde exited the room and closed the door behind her before going on her way. She basically ignored Sam as she passed him. The girl was on a mission. Her practice area usually consisted of the nearest set of woods, just because of the seclusion. She's never met any random person in the woods during any practice sessions so it's a good place to be. The worst she could do is mess up and cause a forest fire or something...probably die in it if she wasn't quick enough. Anyway, that was her destination at the moment. Just to get away from her family and practice a bit. Bonnie had kept her on a practice regime over the year and Roxanne didn't want to slack off any more than she had to.
As soon as Roxanne was gone, Bianca gave Dean a light kiss. " So, I take it that your investigating went well?" she asked. Well, he left in a rather neutral mood and came back happily, something good must have happened for him, right? "Or are you just happy to see me?" The girl grinned. She enjoyed teasing him, it became their thing over the course of their relationship. " Next time, either take me with you or babysit because I can't stay in a room with those two. Too much hatred, not enough tolerance" It could be worse, they could have really begun fighting with each other. Still, Bianca didn't like they way they had started acting. And it was all Sam's fault, Roxanne's reaction is justified but the predicament that he put her in. Bianca casually undid Dean's tie and let it hang loosely, well, it was a bit early for sex in her book - that was more of a 'before bed' activity when all the motel's occupants could be asleep rather than passing by their door to any.....sounds.... "So, what's going on with the case. Do we have something or no?"
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: Thu Jun 05, 2014 3:23 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 waiting outside of the motel room, leaning against the red brick wall. His arms were folded across his chest, one ankle was crossed over the other, and his stance showed that he must've been waiting for someone. Though he exited the motel, he had no where to go and remained on grounds until someone exited the room. His guess: Roxanne. His hypothesis was correct as the witch left the motel room and didn't give him a second glance as she walked by him. Sam could take a hint, but he wasn't going to accept it. He grinned ever so cheeky and started to follow Roxanne. "So, you're gonna go off and practice your witch powers? Don't you use your book: Witchypedia?" Sam asked, wanting to get under her skin as much as possible. He continued to walk along side of Roxanne, casually strolling along side of her. "Don't you ever relax? You're so tense and angry all the time. I mean, don't get me wrong: it looks hot on you, but I don't think Bianca enjoys that."
Sam looked down at Roxanne as they walked, sighing heavily. "C'mon, aren't you gonna do something fun? How about we go to a bar, do shot? I might even let you win." Sam wasn't being nice; he was trying to be annoying. "'No, Sam, I don't want to do that with you. You hurt people, and you're so mean and I can't stop dreaming about you,'" teased Sam, grinning down at Roxanne. Lately, Roxanne been onto him, saying how he's not able to make her hate him. But he knew that there was a feeling deep down in her that would explode and she would scream at him that she loathe him and wants him to go away. Sam knew it was there. Sam was trying to make her hate him so that she wouldn't hunt him when he's away from her. He needed her to hate him so that she wouldn't want to do anything with him and she would be safe away from his actions and his past. There will always be people looking for him: Hunters, creatures, etc. They will kill anyone who is with him. He needed Roxanne to be safe, but she can't come after him and try to find him again.
Dean grinned at Bianca when everyone had left the room, leaving the two of them together. "I'm just happy to be alone with my girlfriend," replied Dean in response of her options of why he's chipper. "If I took you with me, I don't know if I could keep my hands off of you." Dean should've known that the attitude between Roxanne and Sam would've heated and something would've gone down, but Dean was only thinking best for Roxanne. After what happened, he didn't trust Roxanne to be alone. It's not as if he thought that Roxanne was going to do something bad, but he didn't trust her to be alone with Sam. "Why do we need to worry about the case now? It's the first time in a while that we had a room to ourselves," whispered Dean, his arms wrapping around her waist, pressing their bodies close together. "Why don't we seize the opportunity."
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 Jun 05, 2014 6:51 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 !
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
Sam was annoying. Like, really annoying. Especially because Roxanne was in a rather serious and determined mood. The blonde let out an exaggerated sigh and looked up at Sam. "Cant you go burn an anthill or something?" That was something that little boys were supposedly supposed to do when they were young and foolish. Roxanne just thought that Sam was being a real child. "Listen, Sam, lets get this straight. If you're going to follow me then you need to keep your trap shut. You're not making me hate you, you're just really annoying me - nothing that i haven't dealt with before. I know that you want me to hate you so I'm not going to. I already told you, if you want to go then go but i will literally do everything in my power to find you. So stop being such a little s**t, you're not getting anywhere" Roxanne turned a corner, walking on to a nearly deserted street. Well, there were a few people but no cars - Dean would love it. "And, for your information, i don't need my book for what I'm going to do. And i do not dream about you" Actually she had dreamt about him one night but that was a nightmare; ending with the car crashing and her waking up drenched in her sweat and shaking, clearly it was not a pleasant memory but she rather keep it to herself.
"Dude, i'd sell my soul just to be completely immune to your persistent annoyance, don't push me that far. I'd go that far just to see you eat s**t, you're not getting what you want" Roxanne huffed, quickening her pace. If she could get to the strip of woods then she'd be okay. Actually, Sam was part of the reason why she practiced so much. If she found a place to let out all her aggression then she wouldn't do it to Sam and give him what he wants. Roxanne kept walking, looking at Sam through the corner of her eye in hopes that he'd give up and just leave her alone. If he kept up with annoying her then he'd become a real distraction and she didn't need to be distracted while practicing what she was doing, it was potentially dangerous to her and her surroundings. But, of course, it wouldn't be dangerous to him. Because he was a demon. And he either needed to be stabbed with a demon knife to die or exorcised to disappear. " Do you honestly have nothing else better to do right now? There's a reason we're not supposed to be left alone with each other, you know"
Bianca took in a deep breath. Well she'd love to seize the opportunity of being alone but the case was such a big deal to Dean before he left - the girls were practically laughing about this entire case and Dean was the serious one about it... Now he wanted to focus on them rather than the case? Well, it wasn't like Bianca was complaining. The girl placed her hands on Dean's chest and smile at him, looking him straight in the eyes. "Well" she said, a smile playing on her lips. Here they go again with their little game. The anticipation was always the best part. "I've got a couple ideas of how we can seize the opportunity" And so it begins. "You know, when our bodies are this close you give a girl all kinds of dirty thoughts" After the past year, Bianca had grown to be a bit more blunt with Dean in this area; living alone in a house together made the possibility of sex a lot more...frequent. And sometimes you just got to tell a guy what you want, right? Bianca's smile broadened. She was effortlessly flirty, it was like flirting was a second language to her. A mutual language that she and her boyfriend shared. Although, the girl couldn't help but wonder why he was suddenly so in the mood for romance. Then again, he was right about not being alone for a while. They hadn't been alone since....the night before they found out about Sam? And she was sick at the time so that wasn't exactly the best time for....anything, really.Bianca wrapped her arms around Dean's neck and pulled him in for a kiss, a normal sweet one. One of those kisses that still gave her little butterflies. " So, where do you intend on going with this, Mr. Winchester?"
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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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENTxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DON'T CRY ABOUT IT
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 1:31 am
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 knew facts, and how a girl in a local Vegas show was one. It wasn't just for Vegas, but a normal strip bar notes as well, back when he was a bachelor. How he knew: observation. Dean knew that a girl's normal strip tease should last at least seven minutes. The possibility of taking off the shirt should counter around of four minutes. Or to slowly use the body for six minutes. It's not the image of the body that is exciting, it's the possibilities. And as Bianca had her hands on his chest: Dean knew that the anticipation began. Her silky, smooth voice sent chills down his spine, his stomach to twist lustfully, and his grin to turn into a devious smirk. In their time span of living together and being alone, they took opportunities to share a physical relationship as well now that there wasn't any Roxanne around nor Sam. Sam was the rough patch, but Dean made sure to mask it all. As Bianca's long, olive skinned arms wrapped around his neck, Dean instinctively leaned down and let their lips touch gently for a kiss. Soon after, Bianca asked him where he was wanting to take this. This was when Dean was going to take over. His smirk shifted into a smug grin as he cupped her left cheek with his right hand. "I was just thinkin'bout kissing you here," whispered Dean before leaning down and pressed his lips against the right side of her neck. "'nd here." Dean hovered his head up to her right cheek and pressed another kiss there. "Then finally here," he murmured before pressing their lips together for a heated kiss.
Seizing this opportunity, Dean dropped his hand and wrapped it around her waist. After hitching one of her legs around his waist, holding his other hand there, he lifted her up. Feeling her other leg wrap around his waist, Dean lowered the broaden arm that was wrapped around her waist and let his hand grasp her other thigh to keep her up. Her arms were already wrapped around his neck, providing Bianca support to keep herself up as well. Craning his neck back now that Bianca was taller, Dean didn't allow their lips to part. Walking towards the bed, Dean soon dipped down and allowed Bianca's back against the comforter. He didn't even know what overcame him. Dean didn't wake up that morning thinking about this. He didn't plan for this to happen. He just worked a case, came home, saw Bianca, and wanted to express just how much she meant to him. Dean sat up and pulled his shirt from the collar on the back, tugging it up from over his head and then threw it onto the floor aimlessly. He leaned back down, hovering over Bianca as they kissed. Dean knew that he wasn't discreet when he walked in the room, but then again, discreet wasn't his best around family.
Sam grew immensely irritated at the fact that Roxanne was so blind to allow herself to form into some form - any form - of anger towards him. Sure, she was pissed off, but refused to let herself be pissed off at him because she knows that it's exactly just what he wants. Now his problem: the victim knows the victor. Roxanne was aware of Sam's mission, and she knew how he was going to try to achieve it. But even if she knew, there is some way to break that wall Roxanne is shying behind and win the battle. Sam let out a wry laugh when Roxanne asked if he had nothing better to do right now. "Well, um, my brother is ******** your sister and he's the only one with field information on the case, so, yeah, I have nothing else better to do." Sam continued to follow Roxanne, though she hinted more than twice to leave her alone. That was not one of Sam's options as he continued to stroll beside her. "I mean, this isn't exactly a plum assignment for me either. I'd much rather be kicking some asses than to be walking around," admitted Sam bored-like. When flickering his gaze back to Roxanne, Sam grinned. "You know this whole tough-chick act thing is really unbecoming. 'I'm gonna bounce you on your a**.' 'I'm'a slap your b***h head.' So unfeminine." Sure, Roxanne never said anything like that, but in the same area.
Soon, they were in the middle of the forest, alone. They were far away from any people activity so safe to say, they should be fine. Sam would probably hear them a mile away anyway, or so he liked to believe. He stayed a big distant away from Roxanne, his eyes gazing about for any human contact. He wanted to make sure that they weren't near any eyes at all, though if anything was out here, it would be a bunch of teenagers getting drunk and that normally doesn't happen until dark. Sam clapped his hands together and confirmed, "I think you're safe." Turning to Roxanne, Sam placed his hands behind his back and just watched her. Sure, she would feel uncomfortable, but the thing is: she shouldn't. She should be comfortable with someone watching her with powers, only the right people. If they were to stare her down, she needed to not feel the pressure to defend herself in a time of need. So, Sam finally went mute and watched Roxanne.
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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