BEEP BEEP BEEP!
God, I love that noise after what have happened.
Slate! Its must be Slate!
Jumping through the cozy featherbed, Bilam felt yet running because why not?
When the truth is found to be lied and all the joy within you dies,
who doesn't want to be loved?
How can he ever let the fairy goes away in such deaden days.
"Slate, wait! I'm coming." He shouted.
"Gotcha!" She sweetened.
He stood there, breathing deep, and looked at Slate's jeep. Even in the dark, He could see the luminary stars, bright and gold like a luminous point above the sky.
He rolled down the window and leaped swiftly.
"How's ya Slate?"
"I'm fine, so are you ready for the long leading?"
"Count me in." He smiled.
Propelling the pedals and steered with handlebars attached to the front wheel, the teens were ready to mount their bike.
"Helmet be careful." She smiled back.
All he needed now was an Australia fog slung causally over his shoulders and a pack of cigarette dangling from his lip, and she'd probably rape him. He guessed the pack of cigarette is not a right option but how about a thimble cups of coffee? He leaned towards her. Her face was very tight and getting tighter. If It got much tighter her brain would probably pop out.
"Shall we go helmet?" She asked
"Yes, please." He nodded.
As he rode, everything in his peripheral vision began to grow fuzz. He reached above his head and brought his elbow down on the brakes. A sharp pain lanced up his arm and another rib went, this one was higher on his back.
"Slate!" He screamed.
"Slate, we need to stop please." He begged.
"Is that any trick helmet?" She laughed.
"I'm serious, please, help." He sounded pain.
"What happened? Do you need a call? Or shall we go to the hospital right now?" She sobbed.
It didn't seem to matter much. Not much mattered at all.
Life's priorities tend to shift when you're in the process of dying. He was seeing mostly gray shadows and squiggly bright things when she laid down. She pushed herself up to one leg and looked at him, swayed, and stood.
"All you needed was my hand." She stated.
The love was in air.
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Mystical Disappearance.
Любовные романыThe story is about a young prodigy child, Slate, Slate Azure. who mystically disappear leaving a huge sombre mark on her love ones. She meant them stars, universes and galaxies but she was long gone. She suffered, she endured and proved her a real v...
