"Am i more than you bargained for yet? I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear cuz that's just who i am this week. Lie in the grass next to the mausoleum. I'm just a notch in your bedpost but your just a line in a song. Break a heart drop a name we are always sleeping in, but sleeping for the wrong team. Sugar we're going down down" Sugar we're going down, Fall out boy
The traffic was killer. And my back ached from sitting upright. I had hardly eaten anything on the way to Oregon. I had a back pack in the back seat with clothes and the necessities. I pack light. Why Oregon? I'm not really sure of that answer myself. Not California that's for sure, life hates that place. Earthquakes, erosion, pollution, Arnold Schwarzenegger, fire, and Hollywood. I sure as hell don't want to be there. Washington is too..political.
Oregon is in the middle. I drive a big truck. Pretty bad ass too, its black with cool interior. That always smells like black ice and stays at a level 65° all year round. the interiors are black, the Dash is a light grey. Stereo is green, floor mats are green and glow in the dark just as the speedometer a other gauges. The floor petals have the outline of a foot and are also green. The truck is clean and there is a mountain dew in the cup holder. The radio was playing flyleaf. The weather outside was perfect 83 degrees with light wind and it was still dark out. I passed the last gas station 49 miles ago and should be nearing a coastal town soon. The coast at this certain part was jagged and in cliffs. I read the upcoming sign. blizzard stone peak next right. I thought to myself. Why the hell not.
I soon pulled through a small town with several little diners two gas stations a couple schools and many neighborhoods. The water would still be slightly cold in April. the moon started to lower and it was about 4:30 in the morning. I drove towards the outskirts following the signs to this blizzard stone peak. I pulled up to this beautiful sight. The grass was thick and a lush dark green. There were two dead trees on either side of the clearing.small purple daisies littered the ground and it smelled of salt water and lavender.
no birds came upon the scene and dew glistened from the grass tops. Few fireflies just levitated around endlessly. The breeze blew and some carried light green leaves stirred at my feet. Three boulders were up against each other to the left a couple paces away. This place was majestic. I slipped my DC's off and walked over the grass in my black socks. I Padded along and came to sit at the edge of the cliff. I could hear the waves crashing and i looked at the scene bellow. Rocks could be seen near the bottom of the cliff but it was free from there. It was so wild and dangerous. It was pretty insane as well. An urge to jump started in the back of his head. The sun started peaking up from the horizon. I wander what time it is. It is almost six o clock.
There were shallow footsteps behind me. Small and quiet. I sat there, my legs dangling off of the cliff my back angled resting upon my hyper extended arms. I wore a black sleeveless tee and a pair of baggy light jean shorts cut off a couple inches beyond the knee.
"When I die I want to take no one with me, thanks for ruining it." she called out, her voice clear and sounding like chimes.
The voice was beautiful. I turned my head in a daring glance. These cliche things were normally a let down. Pretty voice ugly body or face or it could be a pretty voice but you could be dead.
That's how reality works. But as I looked over my shoulder there was not a letdown.Seeing her for the first time. Her skin glowed, it was a creamy ivory. Not tan but not ghastly white. Her hair was black and waist length with layers for volume framing her face. Side cut bangs and her hair was wavy. Waves of darkness but the early morning light bounced off of the color joyfully. I could see her eyes as she was walking closer they were the most electrifying.
Ever. So light green that they could be almost Yellow, like a barely budded leaf. And large, her eyes were large not small but beautiful and so cute. She wore jet black eyeliner around them and up at the top out lining her medium lashes. Her eyebrow was pierced on the right side. Her nose was upturned in a cute way like a doll, perfect. Her lips were light pink and plump. Her shirt was also black. But a midrift cut off two to three inches below her breasts. Showing off her long torso. The sleeves of her shirt were cast on the side of her arms revealing her shoulders. On her hips were worn out short shorts with neon Orange bikini strings sticking out of the sides. She was barefooted.
"Well what the hell are you doing here?" she fumed and crossed her arms. Her arms had various rubber bracelets hiding lots of time cuts and scars on her wrists.
"Shut up, shouldn't you be at home cooking breakfast or something in the kitchen where you belong?" I replied smoothly turning my head back towards the horizon.
"hmph, I hope jerks know how to swim. Off the cliff you go." she said and walked up behind me.
I pulled her legs out from under her and she fell and i stood up. She stood back up.
"I'm taking you with me." I stated then quickly took her hand and pulled her frame into me. A shiver going down my spine as i touched her. I quickly squeezed her and then fell backwards off of the cliff more than 11 stories down.

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Forgetting Cynthia
Mistério / SuspenseErik leads a temper filled life. And he cant help but to make trouble everywhere he goes. He leaves school for vacation. And while on vacation he is over the cliffs of the oregon beach. "When I die I want to take no one with me, thanks for ruining i...