Cameron:
Another animal. I had been collecting meat all morning, shooting multiple animals in the back of the head so they didn't realise they were about to die. A part of me wished I was one of them.
I kissed her. I didn't regret kissing her, but I regretted kissing her so soon. I could never regret claiming what belonged to me. As soon as I layed eyes on her I knew she was mine. Her body, her mind, her soul. Mine. Mine. Mine.
As soon as she came to her senses though she ran away. I couldn't understand why she would kiss me back and then run. Was she trying to get me to chase her? Did she regret it? If she regretted it I just had to make sure she wouldn't the next time.
Avery didn't understand. She didn't understand that she belonged to me. She didn't understand that her body had already been claimed. But soon she will. Soon she'll understand that there's no escape. We'll get married, have kids and live a peaceful life together. We would stay away from society because their judgement was something no one needed, however if she so wished to go back to society we would go somewhere where no one knew our names and be known as a simple married couple. The others would most likely force themselves to be around us too, but I would leave it up to Avery of whether she wanted them or not.
If she craved them as much as they craved her, I would never let her feel as if she was missing a part of her. All I truly wanted was to see Avery happy. Although a small voice in the back of my head whispered that i wanted something else too, something darker. I hated that voice in the back of my head, the voice of demons, although as much as i hated it it always seemed to win at some point. I was scared it would win this time too, it would force me to do things i didn't want to. Force you? Liar. Your the one that does the actions, i only tell you what you so desire. The voice taunted me, it always taunted me. Shut up. The second voice in my head argued back, i wished my mind would simply be silent.
Some people talk about their mind being absoloute silence, my mind was nothing but chaos. I wished i could be like those people, how much cal- Shut up. Stop complaining bastard.
Finally deciding to go home, i hung the meat in the shed and made my way to my room. Other than the nature my room was the one place I could be myself without getting the unnecessary looks from everyone else.
My room looked like it was organised by a neat freak, maybe I was one. Other than JJ and possibly Zandros, my room was the most organised, everything was put in it's exact spot and I refused to have it any other way.
My room consisted of; a bed pushed up against the window, my bedside table which had a small stack of journals, a Chester drawers pushed against the opposite wall, another long table which had my two tarantula aquariums and my desk. I didn't have any photos or posters like a normal teenage boy because i didn't see any point in them. What was the point of hanging things in your room about yourself that others could see, sure i didn't allow anyone in my room in the first place but i knew my siblings.
Dorothea and her two annoying daughters tried coming into the room too at some point, but they soon learnt their lesson, and Zoran wouldn't even dare to try. However my siblings didn't care much, especially Kay, Aeson and Xaden, if they wanted they would walk into my room with the same confidence they would have anywhere else. Zandros didn't care enough to want to come in here, but he had the confidence to do so. Zandros was quiet but he practically ran the house, he gave Dorothea the projection that she did but everyone else knew who was the true head of it. Everyone listened to Zandros, after all if you didn't there would be consequences for it.
Going over to my trantula aquarium i took Zylith out and placed her on my hand, Zylith was a small blue trantula that i had since childhood. I found her crawling around my room when i was 12 - around a year after my mother had passed and when i had truly closed myself off from the world - any normal kid would be afraid but i felt like i related to her, after all she was just a small creature that needed some shelter and food. Ever since then i had been looking after her and soon after i got her an aquarium to stay in.
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Right But Wrong
RomanceAvery has always been seen as someone to use and discard. She's been treated terribly for 10 years. 10 years of abuse, 10 years where her step-brothers, Issac and Rowen, had complete control over her, 10 years where her mother did nothing to save he...
