Stolen
We lay there, cuddling for hours, stroking eachothers hair and holding hands...her body fit perfectly into mine, she smelt so amazing. We both knew what she came here for, but nobody would make the first move.
I finally sat up, she acted as if she was asleep but I knew she wasn't.
That moment.. ah, that moment was literally perfect, we wouldn't have another moment like that for days, months, years who knows? But, it was only a figment of my memory now..My whole world was taken from me in the morning, distroyed, stolen.Exactly two hours from now they came for her. I remember watching her sleep, well pretending to anyway, I wondered, did she deserve it? Did I? After all, we we're only 16.. I remember it like it was yesterday, I'd give anything.. Any fucking thing to get my baby back and this is the story of how I lost her.
Love? FUCK love. No...no wait, what is it anyway? Confusing fuckery thats for sure...Still till' this day I cannot answer that question, but I do know one thing and that is love, without a doubt has two sides. She helped me discover that.. I should probably start from the beggining, but It's hard.. hard to talk, even write about her.
I bought her flowers this morning, her favourite.. birds of paradise, had to order them in specially.. all the way from Australia, but she's worth it. In fact, I'm sitting by her grave right now, just staring at them, imagining each petal as a chapter of our life, each decorated carefully with beautiful detail, yet still slowley fading and braking away with no fault of there own.. The flowers decorated her dull gave..her grave stone is still blank till' this day, after all such a girl was hard to be named yet so easily labeled,.. But that 'girl' was my girl, and she will always be my Gabby ...my Gabrielle.
Oh, how rude of me..
Let me introduce myself, my name is 'Sabrina Scott', you may of seen it in the news papers some time ago.. 18 years ago today my girlfriend,Gabby was taken from me and ever since I've never been the same. You see, I used to be like you, I used to be a 'normal' teenage girl, fun, happy, always laughing about something and over all, full of emotions. Now? I'm a emotionless cold hearted bitch and I'd happily kill anyone who crosses my path. I've dedicated my life to finding the people who stole and distroyed Gabby's life and I will not stop until her name is cleared and trust me when I say, karma will hit them, and when it does it will hit HARD! These 'people', I wouldn't even call them people.. bloody animals...Gabby's parents, Jack and Michelle..they arghhh *takes deep breaths* are the reason for my pain each and every second of the day. They killed their own child, abused her for falling deeply in love, being unique and having her own opinions.. Stole her away for making a few mistakes, but who doesn't?!.. How.. How could someone be so heartless? Death? No way, that would be an easy way out for them.. they need to pay for this.
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Love know's no gender (GirlxGirl)
Mystery / ThrillerThree words, two souls, one meaning? As soon as it get's good, perfect in fact. Life FUCKS up, we can all relate to that. Follow Sabrina on her emotional re-telling of the life and death of her late girlfriend, Gabrielle.