Broken Wing

chacing cars

Dakotas pov

  I didn't eat dinner tonight. I honestly don't remember the last time I ate, I can't seem to even remember the last time I was hungry. My mom left the plate of food in my room but just like all the other nights she will get back an untouched plate. Its 12:45 and everyone is most likely asleep. I grab my script for real steal and dump out my collection of blades. Its a good thing my mom doesn't think twice when she sees my old scripts laying around. I pull off my shirt and smile at the sight of my scared up waist. I slip of my jeans and boxers and stare at all the cuts. After I've had my fill of how beautiful my marked up body looks I gently place my razor on my skin and make my mark right where it will look best. 28 new bleeding marks are added to my beautiful masterpiece. Once the bleeding stops it will look amazing.

Chloes pov

  I sit in my room playing guitar, OK I'm not so much playing as I am randomly strumming notes and cords. Dark Skies is playing on repeat on my TV. The volume is super low because I don't want to hear annoying boys voice. My phone goes off and its my boyfriend. i swipe my notification clear and glance at the time, 12:45. i continue to nibble at my pizza and play my guitar. I slip out of my clothes and grab an old shirt. I hit the dimmer on my lights as i walk back to my bed. I moved the plate of half eaten pizza to my dresser and go back to my guitar.

  I glance up at the movie and see annoying have his first kiss from that red hired girl. I don't know what came over me but I got jealous. I wanted it to be my lips against his. No I don't like him! I grab my razor to punish myself. I pulled up the sleeves of my shirt and place a fresh cut on each wrist. I lay down and cry myself to sleep.

  I walk into class and sit down next to an empty seat  where annoying should be, hopefully he's absent. I sit quietly as the teacher explains the book we are going to read. I in the mitts of one of my past breakdowns where I hibernate in my room and do nothing but reed, read this book. I put in my head phones and the song 'chasing cars' by Snow Patrol. I look up to see him walk in. His blue eyes lock my gaze into a bliss full trance. He sits down and smiles at me and I cant help but blush.

Dakotas pov

  I walk into class. I'm late but its ok. I see her look at me and she seems to get lost in my eyes, maybe shes not even looking at me but I'm lost in her beauty. I smile at her as I sit down and she blushes. She picks up the book and starts reading. I gently take her phone and press the home button and see that shes listening to my favorite song.

  I take out my note book and write 'if I lay here...if I just lay here...would you lay with me and just forget the world?' I hand her the note book and wait for her to respond. I watch her grab a pen from her bag and begin writing.  'I walk this empty street on the boulevard of broken dreams, where the city sleeps and I'm the only one and I walk alone' her response is a line from Green Days ' Boulevard of broken dreams'. I think carefully about what song and what line to respond with. 'lately i've been i've been loosing sleep dreaming about the things we could be' the first part to the chorus of 'counting stars' by One Republic. I hand her the note book and she looks at me with an adorable little smirk playing across her lips. 'oh its in the stars its been written in the scars of our harts we are broken and bent, we can't learn to love again' the lyrics are wrong. She changed them. Pink wrote 'were not broken just bent and we can learn to love again' I quickly write down the beginning to Christina Parries ' a thousand years' 'heart beats fast colors and promises how to be brave how can I love when I'm afraid to fall, but watching you stand a lone all of my doubt suddenly goes away some how...' I hand her the note book and begin to feel a tight pain in my chest. I see a small tear escape from her eye as she begins to write. 'When I was younger I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind he broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it and my mamma swore that she would never let herself forget and that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist' I read the beginning of parimors only exception and I feel bad for her. She has a broken heart and a broken home. I write down the beginning to Avril Lavignes 'keep holding on' 'You're not alone ttogether we stand I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand when it gets cold and it feels like the end there's no place to go you know I won't give in' I hand her the book as the bell rings.

  We have every class together, but we keep to ourselves. At the end of the day she hands me back the notebook and i look at the page we were writing in and see

Am I more than you bargained for yet

I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear

Cause 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 you're just a line in a song

(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name

We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round

And Sugar, we're going down swinging

I'll be your number one with a bullet

A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round

And Sugar, we're going down swinging

I'll be your number one with a bullet

A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

Is this more than you bargained for yet

Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet

Wishing to be the friction in your jeans

Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him

I'm just a notch in your bedpost

But you're just a line in a song

(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name

We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

We're going down, down in an earlier round

And Sugar, we're going down swinging

I'll be your number one with a bullet

A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

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Down, down in an earlier round

And Sugar, we're going down swinging

I'll be your number one with a bullet

A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round

And Sugar, we're going down swinging

I'll be your number one with a bullet

A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down (down, down)

Down, down (down, down)

We're going down, down (down, down)

A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're going down, down in an earlier round

And Sugar, we're going down swinging

I'll be your number one with a bullet

A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

The entire lyrics of Fall lout boys 'sugar were going down'

Chloes pov

  I gave him the note book back. I wrote down the lyrics to 'sugar were going down', I wanted to write down the lyrics to 'check yes Juliet' by we three kings. I walk through the door to my house and immediately go to my room and play all the songs that made up our conversation. We like the same type of music and we like each other. This is the absolute worse case scenario playing out right before my eyes and I'm loving every second of it.

 ( sorry this is a lot of pointless song lyrics but all these songs mean a lot to me and I want them to be a major part o my story so yeah. I'll update soon. K bye <3)