//This features minor violence- you have been warned//
//Ophelia
Chirping. Thats all I could hear waking up this morning, nothing else. Turning to see Ash sleeping soundly, I smile as I remember the good old days when he looked so pure and childlike when he made me happy back then. Getting up from the crisp white bed i head toward the bathroom to have a shower, strolling pass the mirror i couldn't help notice that i looked extremely dead with dark circles around my eyes and ghostly pale skin. Turning the water on and stepping in i soaked every inch of my skin in the clear liquid before getting out, drying my self off and walking back to the bedroom. Peering at the bed i noticed that Ash wasn't laying on it anymore, then from behind the door he pounced on me as i slowly twisted my body to exit making us both fall on the mattress.
He held me down by my wrists and began to give me rough kisses which slowly paced down to my shoulder, i giggle and moan at the sensation of his lips that are painting hickies on me. "Aaash" i smiled but he gave no reply as he began to pull my towel away from me, "Aaaaaaash" i repeated with a chuckle he quickly moved his head to face me and shouted "WHAT!?". His face was showing anger at me and my smile was wiped from my face only to a frightened look, opening my mouth i tried utter some word but only carbon dioxide was coming out. His face became furious as he lifted his right hand from my wrist, all of a sudden 'SLAP!' I hear. However then i feel a burning pain on my left cheek, i place my free hand on my painful cheek and look at him.
As he gets of me and sits himself on the edge of the bed, i push myself up and wrap my right arm around my legs still cupping my cheek. He glances over me rapidly and looks the other way, but he finally gets up to face me and says " WHY THE HELL DO YOU DO THAT LIA!?" " I don't know I just do" I muttered shyly. Pacing up and down he holds his head in his hands giving a moment of silence before he replies "YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE THAT!", " sorry I won't do it again" i cried with tears rolling down my face. "YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT!" He yells " I promise i won't " i answered. He grabs his jeans and pulls them over his stripped boxers before grabbing his boots and leather biker jacket and putting them on. He slams the door and leaves me to cry in the bed sheets. Drip drop.
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//Addison
'Beep beep' going off in my ear and destroying all my senses, trying to find the snooze button i bash my hand on the button and try to sleep but in the back my brain i knew i had to get up. I groan as i drag myself from the bed to the bathroom, i walked towards it half asleep and start to brush my teeth and splash water on my face. This was the last day living in this wretched house and with these wretched people, today i could finally feel happy and no one could stop that feeling. Pulling my skinny jeans up and wrapping myself in my white t-shirt, i began to put my black doc martens and black leather jacket on. Grabbing my bags and my guitar case i headed downstairs rapidly only to look around and to remember bad memories, i hurriedly wrote a note for my mum to tell her that i've gone to London.
Strolling out of the house i meet my mates outside with our van, i chuckle as i pace towards them they begin to applaud and congratulate me on leaving the house of horror (aka my house). Greeting them i place my luggage in the back of the van before i pulled my packet of cigarettes out of my back pocket, i take a cigarette and lighting while holding it in my mouth. My mate signals to me to get in so i open the passenger door and get inside, we slowly move away from the pavement and began to gain some track to our goal. It took us four and a half hours just to get to the city, but we finally made it, but good god it was more beautiful than i imagined. We drove to newly bought apartment, which wasn't greatly new as it use to be a hotel from the 60s.
Stomping up the stairs while holding our stuff, we were tired, hot and extremely sweaty from the walking and carrying heavy luggage towards the apartment. One of us opened the door and all of us speed hastily walked in to see that we had brick walling and beige wooden flooring, i liked it a lot. We started tour around the apartment seeing we had mattresses in all four bedrooms but no bed frame and no furniture, but we didn't really care we thought at least it was a decent place. We dumped our thing in the middle of the room and wondered of into our bedrooms where we all fell asleep.
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Burning pictures
RomanceOphelia is 19 years old and always wanted to travel and become an artist, but being in relationship with an abusive boyfriend called Ash who is a leader of a gang called The Bloody Rose. She believes she has no way out of this lifestyle and that mus...