"Roe, we love you, a girl is what you are, despite where you come from. And as for your mental health, that's okay too, we just don't want you doing something drastic. And as for Ryan, well you gotta tell him, doesn't mean right now, but you still have to tell him." Spyder reasoned with me,
They all came closer. Suddenly we were in the midst of a group hug. I love me friends, I do, but I still feel as if I stand out.
I looked at his fingers, I was just holding them. I then looked at my own as a strummed a tune on them, letting him smile and listen.
(Sick of losing soul mates by Dodie Clark; this has cuss words in it so don't be surprised, it's life, I can't control that)
What a strange being you are, God knows where I would be if you hadn't found me, sitting all alone in the dark.
A dumb screenshot of youth,
Watch how a cold, broken teen will desperately lean on a superglued human of proof.
What the hell would I be without you?
Brave face, talk so lightly, hide the truth.
Cause I'm sick of losing soulmates, so where do we begin,
I can finally see you're as fucked up as me so how do we begin?
Yeah, I'm sick of losing soulmates, won't be alone again, I can finally see, you're as fucked up as me so how do we win?
We will grow old as friends,
I've promised that before, so what's one more; in our grey-haired circle waiting for the end?
Time and hearts will where us thin,
So which path will you take cause we both know a break does exactly what it says on the tin.
What the hell would I be without you?
Brave face, talk so lightly, hide the truth.
Cause I'm sick of losing soulmates, so where do we begin?
I can finally see,you're as fucked up as me, so how do we win?
Yeah I'm sick of losing soulmates, won't be alone again.
I can finally see you're as fucked up as me, so how do we win?
I won't take no for an answer,
I won't take no for an answer,
I won't take no for an answer,
I won't take no for an answer,
I won't take no...
I won't take no....
I won't take no....
I won't take no....
Cause I'm sick of losing soulmates, so where do we begin?
I can finally see, you're as fucked up as me, so how do we win?
Yeah, I'm sick of losing soulmates, won't be alone again, I can finally see you're as fucked up as me so how do we win?
I rested my uke in my lap and looked at him.
"How'd you like that one, Ryan?" I asked the unconscious body next to me as I sat in a chair and put my feet on the bed. My heart sank as I looked at the unconscious boy, he was getting better, Harris said he was gonna be up in the next couple of hours or so.
"Yeah, this one was a good one, but it could use some tweaking."
It was still silent, the soft beep of the hospital machines. I had an I.V. stand next to me, they gave it to me so I could be closer to Ryan as we both healed. It comforts me if I can imagine him talking to me.
I stood up, getting closer next to him, I didn't know exactly what I was doing, but I didn't worry about my actions at the moment. I climbed into the bed next to him, stuffing my face in his chest and stroking his jaw. I moved so his arm was around my hip as the other was below my head, like a pillow.
I craned my neck to his jaw, kissing it softly.
"Don't leave me, okay, promise me that you'll be here when I wake up?"
It was still quiet, "I'm gonna trust you, I always will, I love you, Ryan." I then tucked my face away in his neck and drifted away.
I started waking up and felt coldness surround me, I absentmindedly started searching for Ryan; he was gone.
I sat up and looked around in a panic. No one was here with me.
Just then, Mark rushed in, "Roe, we have a surprise for you."
He then grabbed me and pulled me to the X-deck. My group of friends were all crowded around something.
"What's going-" they stepped out of the way to reveal my beautiful, precious boyfriend standing with open arms.
"Oh my god, Ryan!" I screamed running to him, his arm wrapped around me to keep me from falling. I squeezed the life out of this boy.
"I missed you, precious boy." I murmured into the crook of his neck.
"I missed you too, sweet girl." He pulled away slightly and placed a gentle kiss to my lips before breaking the contact, pulling away once more.
"And your song was amazing, you knew I'd say that."
"Well, I know you well." I shrugged jumping off of him.
"That you do..." We stared at each other, smiling and holding hands.
"We should celebrate, it's been a rough day." Spyder declared.
"That's true, but can someone get this tube out of my arm?"
"Oh, right, I'll get on that."
que dia.
So, this one had to be short because I'm going to the movies then staying the night with my friends, well, best friends. Anyways this one was 952 words when the usual is about 1,000-2,000. I'll update soon, bye.
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