L-POV
I remained on my knees in the hall for at least an hour before rising to my feet and dragging myself up the stairs. My eyes began to water as I ripped open the curtains and practically threw open the window. I sat on the ledge, bringing my knees to my chest and stared out onto the horizon.
"Strip away the flesh and bone," I sang, quietly, "Look beyond the lies you've known." Cars sped past across the tarmac road meters beneath my feet in the early hours of the morning, the street lights adding a subtle amber glow to the top of each vehicle.
"Everybody wants to talk about a freak, no one wants to dig that deep. Let me take you underneath," I continued, swinging my legs over the window ledge, swinging my legs back and forth. Scooting closer to the edge, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes along with a lighter.
"Baby, better watch your step, never mind what's on the left," Taking a drag, I felt the smoke burn down my chest as I inhaled, feeling my head already beginning to spin from the rush of nicotine rippling through my body, "You're gonna see things you might not wanna see, it's still not that easy for me underneath."
"A red river of screams, underneath," I continued, the next drag of the cigarette leaving a sting at the back of my throat as I sang, "Tears in my eyes, underneath, stars in my black and blue sky," My eyes watered in the dry, cold night as my thoughts flickered to Michael. His smile. His laugh. His eyes. God, his eyes!
"Underneath, under my skin, underneath the depths of my sin," I tapped the cigarette on the window ledge, knocking off the extra ash hanging on the tip, "Look at me, now do you see?" Mike hurt me so much. So, so much. So many times and yet I keep forgiving him and keep taking him back. Why? Why do I keep doing this to myself?!
"Welcome to my world of truth, I don't wanna hide any part of me from you," I love him, "I'm standing here with no apologies." I gazed down at the road beneath my feet, flicking more ash at the traffic as it sped past, scowling at any cars that were too loud at nearly 2 am.
"Such a beautiful release, you inside of me," I continued, pulling my knees to my chest and remembering how good, oh so good, Mike was in bed. Especially when he takes control. His dominance. His power. His control. Authority. Superiority. His natural flow of eminence. So hot!
"A red river of screams, underneath, tears in my eyes," I flicked the cigarette onto the road and swung my legs over the window ledge, fighting past the curtains, "Underneath, stars in my black and blue sky, and underneath, under my skin, underneath, the depths of my sin." I slammed the window shut and walked down the hall, stumbling into the walls as I went.
"Look at me," I whispered, sliding my back down a wall, "Now do you see?"
C-POV (following previous events)
Mike rolled off me and onto the bed next to me, immediately cuddling into my side. He rested his head on my shoulder, his one hand under his head for support, the other on my chest, tracing circles. Placing my hand on Michael's hip, I brushed my fingertips, gently, across the bare skin. My other hand pushing my hair out of my face.
"That was...."
"Yeah."
"Wow."
"I just-... Wow."
"I know."
"Why have we never done that before?!"
I chuckled. Glancing over to the corner of my bedroom, again, I caught sight of the three-piece-suit hanging on my wardrobe door. I sighed loudly, rubbing my eyes.
"Cassie?" Michael said, sounding concerned as he continued to draw circles on my chest, tracing his fingertips all over my tight skin, "You alright?"
"I'm supposed to be getting married to your brother in two hours, Mikey," I said quietly, running my fingers through the younger boy's hair. I felt him smile against my chest before he chuckled slightly and tilted his head to look into my eyes.
"And?" Mike whispered, his eyes flickering down to my lips, "What's your point?"
"Round two?" I asked. He grinned brightly and connected our lips.
AHHHHH!!! OHMIGOD!!!! I'M SO SORRY!!!!!!
I HATE MYSELF
I'M SORRY!!!
PLEASE DONT KILL ME!!!!
I'M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!!!!
I COULDN'T STOP WRITING CHAPTERS!!!
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For the horrible writing, agonizing wait for this, and the awful plotline....
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I Am Not Afraid To Walk This World Alone
FanfictionI don't have a description. The first chapter has been done for days and I can't think of anything for a description. But yeah This is a sequel to I Am Not Afraid To Keep On Living. I designed the cover myself Yay. I'm crafty.. . Apparently. But...
