( The following is a conversation Thomas had with Ellie when he was trying to pull her out of the bad situation she was in )
" Things Wen't Bad For You, Things Wen't Bad For Me, I Don't Blame You For What You Been Trough, For What You Lost, But You Gotta Be Able To Come Back From This, You Have To, You Are Gonna Beat This World, You Are Brave, You Are Smart, You Are A Good Person, People Will Try To Corrupt You, To Tempt You To Convince You To Corrupt Your Beliefs, Your Convictions, But Let Me Tell You Something You Already Know The World, It's A Mean and nasty place that will keep you on your knees if you let it, It Ain't about how hard you can hit and keep moving forward, It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward, It's easy to blame him for this and that or to blame somebody else for your problems, In life you are going to be stepped on, spitted on, Shitted on, But you gotta be able to come back from all that, I know you can, You are better than that, In life you are going to fail, failure it's a path to success, If you live your life without failing then you fail by default, Everyday you wake up look in the mirror and think that's my competition only you, yourself, But remember not even you are allowed to make yourself go down, The road to greatness, to the greatness within is littered with complacent people, people who become content and stop striving to become better, But remember you are better than that, You gotta be able to come back from this, You have to "
" Life is a game of chess ".
" Appear weak when you are strong and strong when you are weak ".
( 1st Video: Lupe Fiasco - Letting Go ft. Sarah Green (Lyrics )
( Elizabeth ( Ellie ) Grace Martin POV )
( Location: San Francisco, California )
( Time: 2 Weeks Later )" You wear your heart on my sleeve ",
" I wear your heart on my sleeve ".
I traced the tattooed outlines of the words inked on my arms, my hand grazed down my bare chest, I was currently sitting on the edge of the bed shirt less not even wearing a bra, as my fingers delicately traced the permanent scars on my stomach, I would wear this scars forever they would serve as a reminder of where my own beloved Thomas had stabbed me with his pair of bladed arms. My beloved, my love, I had to come to terms with the realization that the boy I fell in love with, time for a reality check, the Thomas I knew was no more, a monster had taken his place, there was a voidness inside him now. I look up at the full moon shining trough the window and I can't help but remember the conversation I had with my friends back at the hospital when I first woke up after the attack on The Golden Gate bridge, a few tears slip down from my cheeks and I'm not ashamed to cry.
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" War Paint "
FanfictionThis story is inspired by The Demonata Book's Series written by Darren Shawn, it also was inspired and will include many characters with the same actors as the television shows GRIMM and Teen Wolf and a few similar characteristics and plot lines. ...