title of my next story, but I have no way how to really begin.
When did we become the couple that didn’t communicate ? I’m sitting here staring at my phone. Waiting for your text or your call. But of course, No messages , well not from you at least. And sure, maybe I should just pick up the phone and call you myself! I’m your girlfriend and that’s what girlfriends do. But then I think . .
& that’s when she grows her own root in the middle of our fairytale. The thought of her and you taint our love in my heart.
- I wrote this for my friends english assignment. The had to create superheros and write their origin story and how they discovered their powers.
I woke late as usual. The house was alive with my alarm clock beeping , my mom yelling at my brothers and Gemma , my dog, barking. Typical morning in the house. I looked over at my alarm clock and immediately jumped out of the comfort of my bed. I got ready without looking in the mirror , grabbed my backpack and ran out the door with a quick bye to my mom. I always looked forward to the ten minute walk I got to take before school. But before I continue with the events that you’re about to read I should tell you a little about myself. First , My name is Kala. It means “time”. Why my parents gave me such a name , only the Gods would know. I live with my mom , dad , dog and two brothers. Everyone has their own lives but we take time to sit and endure awkward family dinners once a week. Since the day I was born everyone assumed I was special, except me of course. My parents looked at me like a bag of diamonds , praised me like I was a goddess and always said I would be very important one day. As far as I could tell I was your average teenager , with average teenager problems. It’s like they knew something I didn’t. I’m sure you understand the high school social ladder. I’m not very high on that ladder , I’m at the bottom if you really want to get technical but let’s not. Anyways, today I had no time to stroll and ponder my teenage heart away. Mrs. Brown’s final exam was today and being late was simply not an option I had. Running into the crowded halls , I headed straight for my locker. Getting to class on time consumed my thoughts so seeing my arch enemy Ashley and her band of followers trip me. At this moment my life was like an action movie playing in slow moment so the audience could see how cool the stunt was. Except this wasn’t an action movie and everything did slow down. My books flew in the air and I closed my eyes preparing for the fall as well as the embarrassment. It didn’t happen. I opened my left eye and sort of peeked , I saw the floor beneath me but I didn’t feel it. For a crowded hallway it was awfully quiet. That’s when I saw it. My books were still mid-air , kids were frozen in place and so was I. I was flabbergasted to the point at which I was scared. My thoughts were racing and none of them slowed down to make sense. As if a person pressed play , I smacked into the ground with my books following. Ignored the obvious stares and laughter, gathered my things and rushed into class. Surprisingly I was the first one in class. I took a moment to breathe and sat in the seat furthest to the back. I guess it’s safe to say that day was the day the adventures began.
I woke early Saturday morning in dismay. I lay on the cushions of the couch instead of in Mark’s protecting arms. In spite of my mom’s unmistakable rules about his sleeping over , I still wished he over slept. I got up to get get something to fill my now growling stomach. The bright light from the fridge shocked me periodically. I reached in to pull out orange juice with lots of pulp , my favorite. I popped five waffles in the toaster oven and went to watch daily Disney cartoons. I sat in the same spot Mark did last night , hoping I could still feel his presence. I knew it sounded crazy but I miss him so much. Rudely interrupting my thoughts , Lily , my old but very vibrant , Terrier jumped in my lap. It was early and I knew she was ready for her morning walk. Leaving the house in my fleece pajama pants , tank top and flip flops I rushed lily out the door grabbing my cell at the last second just in case . Ignoring Lily tugging me to continue walking ignored her attempts unknowingly lost in my own thoughts.Gazing across the lake whole heatedly I didn’t hear my current neighbor and lifelong best friend ,Amber sneak up behind me. Startled , I let go of Lily’s leash and watched her run after the ducks shes wanted to scare. Amber unlike me was a social star. Not only did she know everyone but she knew their lives and maybe things about themselves they weren’t even sure of. She was the all around American teenager. Smooth caramel skin , Voluptuous body yet still petitie , patene perfect hair and talent like no other. The student body adored her and parents couldn’t get enough of her. Her face was always vibrant and innocent which hid all the sinful acts she’d committed. She greeted everyone with a smile and thats how I knew when I saw her perfectly framed lips frowning and her eyes filled with sorrow I knew it was bad I heard her voice talking to me , trying to explain , trying to get through to me but I wasn’t there anymore. My brain stopped processing. I just didn’t want to hear , It wasn’t true. I felt my chest tightening . My lungs pounding reminding me to breathe. The faintest taste of salt touched the corner of my lips. I was crying.
I knew it was wrong. But I couldn’t stop myself. The lust I felt overcame my body and mind. I became stiff and I couldnt stop myself. She was right there , moaning in my ear and caressing my chest. Her lips were exploring all parts of my neck. It was too hard. The lust was too strong and my will power too weak. I thought about Kaylee. I knew she was at home thinking about me. How lucky she was to have a good boyfriend , how in love we were. I wanted to stop for her and for a moment I had the courage to say no. As I opened my mouth to stutter the words , she bit my bottom lip , and gripped my shaft even tighter. I moaned with pleasure and Kaylee was gone from my thoughts almost instantly. She was good. She was more than good. She gave me goosebumps and made the hairs on my neck stand up. Sucking lightly on my neck and placing soft kisses all down my chest. Soon her lips were wrapped around me. The moistened lips , Her tongue exploring and her hand on the base… .the rhythm she kept . . everything was just bliss. Before I knew it she was on top and me inside her. Jesus. FUCK!. How could I. It wasn’t worth it , It wasn’t love I have to tell Kaylee , she deserves the truth. Tomorrow , I will. I promise , I swear. No excuses. I rehearsed the words I would say in my head , but nothing seemed good enough. I was going to lose the love of my life. She couldn’t forgive me. I wasn’t drunk. But I didn’t say no . She came on to me. She kissed me. She touched me. Amber seduced me. I layed back on my pillow , and stared at the ceiling. I must’ve fallen asleep because when I woke up the sun was going down. I walked down stairs ignoring the now familiar silence. I was always alone until Kaylee. Mommy’s never home , always on a “vacation”. Daddy’s a workaholic. I think they forget they have a son sometimes. I think they forget their married . When did my life become a lifetime movie?
Somehow I found myself on the edge of the pier. I was lost but yet here I was at our favorite place.
I rolled over in my couch, almost forgetting the Love of my life was sleeping right next to me. It’s one a.m and our movie for the night , Mr and Mrs Smith, was still at it’s climax. It was a rough day for us , with all the fighting we partook in. The yelling , the cursing it drained me of physical and emotional energy. I was glad when we decided to watch a movie. Looking at him ,so at peace with his half smile, I could hardly believe anger was able to boil within him. I placed a kiss on his forehead, similar to the ones I love . His body twisted with disturbance. I hope I didn’t wake him , I love watching him sleep. It was weird but it was the only time I really got to scrutinize his beauty. His eyes , although closed were still big and round. His lips were always soft and welcoming with every kiss he blessed me with.I loved listening to him speak. His words were lighter than a feather and he had a voice that made me listen intently. Although I’ve come to memorize the features that accentuate his already obvious handsomeness I never grew tired of staring. Lately , He’s been pushing me away. I don’t feel the closeness we once shared. It may be me over reacting to the little things that he use to do , but I can see it in his face. His smile has dropped. The blueprint of his inconspicuous frustration is starting to scar his flawless features. As his current girlfriend , future wife and life long best friend It’s only normal I worry. I try to insure him I’m here . Do I call too much ?. Maybe It’s the texting ?. Am I around enough ? Too much ?. My mind was on overdrive and I felt a headache coming on. As if to ensure me everything was okay, in his sleep , he wrapped his arm around my waist simultaneously pulling me into his chest. His body heat engulfed mine. I rested my head on his perfectly structured chest and fell into a restless sleep.
I felt her kiss on my forehead. I kept my eyes close to ensure I was still asleep. Peeking through slightly opened eyes I could see the worry on her face. Wrapping my arms around her I pull her in close to my chest. Feeling her soft but fast pace heartbeat on chest was a feeling Ive come to not only recognize but love dearly. Less than 2 minutes later I can hear her soft breathing signaling her sleep.Lost in my own thoughts I can’t help but try and reminiscence on the days I fell in love with her. They felt so far away. Her smile was always vibrant and sent a surge of jubilance through me. Her laughter , although unique and foreign filled my ears like music. She is a child at heart. Deft in minute ways often over looked by others. She was never the first girl you noticed walking into a room. But always the girl that captured your heart with her nonpareil imperfections. The girl that captured my heart. These last few days have been different. As cliche as it may sound it is me and not her. My diminishing feelings are taking a toll on our once ” perfect ” relationship. I try to pretend everything is the same , I fail continuously and a quarrel between us is unleashed. I hate that she cares so much. Loves vigorously . It makes this so much harder. I can’t help but think my actions are going to break her heart , I just … I need space. From her . Myself. My conscience. My heart. How could I be so stupid ?. How could I do this to her ? to me ? to us?. I got up to leave it was almost two and undoubtedly Kaylee’s mother wouldn’t be happy I slept over with out her permission. Much less in the living room , on the couch with her precious little girl. As I put on my sneakers I looked at her sleeping on the couch. I knew the unforeseen occurrences ahead will destroy her. I will never forgive myself . But maybe it is for the best. Putting one foot out the door I turned to stare at her sleeping with great ease. I hesitate but turn around to kiss her forehead. I whisper a silent apology and leave.
I woke early Saturday morning in dismay. I lay on the cushions of the couch instead of in Mark’s protecting arms. In spite of my mom’s unmistakable rules about his sleeping over , I still wished he over slept. I got up to get get something to fill my now growling stomach. The bright light from the fridge shocked me periodically. I reached in to pull out orange juice with lots of pulp , my favorite. I popped five waffles in the toaster oven and went to watch daily Disney cartoons. I sat in the same spot Mark did last night , hoping I could still feel his presence. I knew it sounded crazy but I miss him so much. Rudely interrupting my thoughts , Lily , my old but very vibrant , Terrier jumped in my lap. It was early and I knew she she was ready for her morning walk.
unfinished for anon.
(Source: 35c)
Lisa sat up groggily, pushing back the crimson colored bed sheets. Walking to her oval mirror she could feel her knees buckle under her. Putting her black hair in a pony-tail without even brushing it she looked at her reflection trying to find the Lisa she once knew. Had it been that long? she wondered. She went to lay on her bed, meaning to go back to sleep until heavy heartbeats and loud breathing , she realized to be her own, brought her back into the real world.She sat back easing her anxiety and drank in every letter of every perfectly forged word. Every phrase clinging to her heart playing on her every emotion. Every thought she ever had, manipulated, All the incurable problems began with those words.
Stepping into the shower and running the water cold. When the body is too busy shivering it cancels out all other line of thought, all the unwanted and un-needed emotions. Lisa had learned this at an age where parents were unsympathetic and friends were unfamiliar. When she needed a place to get away from all her adolescent troubles. It was the cold of the droplets she looked forward to.She breathes in and braces herself for the water. She began shivering everything away; Feeling the ice cold sting of every drop cutting through her bear flesh, sending rapid shivering spasms through-out her frail body. Foolishly submerging her head under the flow of water, hoping that in some inconceivable way the thoughts would be washed away. Despite the daggers of droplets Lisa could still feel the warm sensation of tears caressing her face, burdening her succulent features.
“I have falling victim to the first rule; never let him make you cry. Every self respecting woman would know this and abide by it .Once a man could make you cry he held the most precious part of you in his palm. He has skillfully broken down every barrier ,gained access to the most guarded palace and infiltrated all your available security. A man makes you cry and he owns your heart”
(Source: vintagefcuked)
