Peacful Sleeping

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Aria awoke to an arm around her waist. She grumbled nothing's and struggled to turn around. Once she did she saw Michael. Though, for some reason she found herself smiling. His eyes were shut, and to her, seemed to be asleep.

She smiled and traced a tattoo on his arm. 'To the moon' she smiled, her first grade teacher had that on her wall.

"Like it?" His voice grumbled.

"O-oh! Uh how long were you awake?" She stuttered, shocked.

"All night. I was falling asleep but you were so beautiful I couldn't take my eyes off of you." He smiled.

A blush crept its way onto Aria's cheeks at his words. She found herself with butterflies every time she was with him. "Oh uh..thank you? Uhm...yeah. Its nice." She nodded, leaving the subject and taking it back to his tattoo.

"Got it a little while ago." He nods, smiling.

"Cool." Aria says, poker faced.

Aria was never a big fan of tattoos. Other body modifications though she loved. She I fact had a few. She did it for, the pain and the pleasure of being different. Also, Katy says pain is the best form of love. Katy also says Aria should love herself. So, Aria believed that the best way to show Katy she loved herself was by harming herself.

Aria's favorite body mod is her tongue. She stole a knife from the kitchen and cut it I'm half. Giving herself a tongue split. Others found it creepy but she loved it. Unfortunately, as you must know, it takes a few tries to get it to stay cut. Because the end of the cut want to heel itself and eventually it goes all the ways up until it's no longer split.

So, Aria had to cut it a few times. She was fine though. Aria indeed enjoys the taste of blood.

"Aria?" Michaels sweet yet perverted voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Michael." She confirmed.

A chuckled escaped his pink tinted lips "can I ask you something?"

"What ever." She shrugged, not really caring at the moment she was tired and grumpy.

"Why do you still play with dolls?" He asked.

"I don't PLAY with dolls." Aria snapped "what do you think I am insane?!"

"Well...that's what they sai-"

"No!!! I'm not insane. They just don't believe me." She mumbled and got off "come on then. Its breakfast."

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