"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split second, soon looking back down. Like he feared I would see the pain painted behind his jade green orbs. But if he already knew I had already saw it. "Both." He said, finally looking up at me. That's when I noticed the pool of tears for everything that he had left unspoken, with one blink they would be running down his cheeks. And I hope he didn't let them, because I couldn't see him cry. "I love you, and it's killing me." I bit my lip painfully trying to stop myself from crying. He was the right one, my heart told me when my eyes first landed on him. But he wasn't mine, and that tore me up. Because I craved him to be. I sighed, "you're breaking my heart billie." I whispered, watching the tears roll down his dull face. "I love you. And loving you feels like some sort of self destruction when I'm not suppose to but my god armstrong I love you." I sobbed. It seems to be that love could be labelled poison and we would drink it anyways. I looked at him, the sadness in his eyes felt like it was tearing me up from the inside starting with the heart. But I felt guilty to look away. "But you know we shouldn't." I said Painfully, he nodded biting his lip. "We should only be friends." "But friends don't look at each other the way we do." And I needed him, he was my life line. And he told me he needed me, he said I was his sanity. But although it felt we lived worlds against each other, one thing we both knew was. 'I'm fine.' Sounds the same. Even when it's not true ----------------- She loved him more than he would ever know. And he loved her more than he would ever show. What a tragedy. (Little spoiler, but it does end happily I promise.)

What happens when Salem and Chris cross paths once again a year after Salem ran back to Texas?

It felt like the whole world was crashing down around me... Then, I met you, and for just a moment, everything felt alright... DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, Chris does not, nor will he ever, own a funeral home in Scranton! This whole thing is fictional, just something I had the urge to write.

The Grimes twins were inseparable since birth. Raising hell with Shane Walsh all through grade school till graduation when the boys became cops and (Y/n) joined the military. Then the world went to shit, the dead rose reclaiming the world. Now (Y/n) is fighting tooth and nail to keep the survivors of her group- of her family alive... All of it without her twin brother. Yet, a certain crossbow wielding, motorcycle riding redneck seems to help her in more ways than she ever thought possible. Can love save her from this twisted nightmare they now call life? Or will her ruthless past be her down fall in the apocalypse she now finds herself in? Don't forget to vote!❤️ ~Highest Ranking Tags~ #1 in Daryl Dixon x Reader #1 in Daryl Dixon Fanfiction #1 in Daryl Dixon #1 in Daryl #1 in TWD Fanfiction #1 in TWD Love Story

Y/N Walsh meets Daryl Dixon while working as an undercover Police Officer in his home town. But, when Daryl finds out the truth about you, you're forced to move back to King County. While on duty, a bullet puts you and Rick Grimes in hospital and when you wake up, the whole world has changed.

this story uses the main plot from the movie House of 1000 Corpses. Warning for graphic scenes of violence and language. This is also practically a rough draft and eventually many edits will be made. Funny how much chaos a flat tire and an empty tank can cause, ain't it? You had no intention of going in this roadtrip to begin with but after nonstop urging from your adoptive father, Don Willis, who wanted you to bond with your sister and her friends it was quickly decided you were being dragged along. Denise Willis thought that she understood the child her father had adopted perfectly, an attention whore who acted innocent in order for people to like her. She was on the right track in a way, you weren't as innocent as you appeared. Even with her hatred towards you, she had no idea just what kinda monster you really were. But he would understand perfectly, for he was the same kind of monster. He was just like you. More importantly, he wanted you. Otis driftwood always got exactly what he wanted. I am still editing and updating this story so please understand that changes will be made to all chapters at some point :)

What the title says #1 in Frankiero 21/10/19

You are a highschooler in New Jersey, and your World History teacher might have taken a special liking to you. *female protagonist* (completed story) (nsfw content included)

{*COMPLETED*} A new high school. Great. Just another place for y/n to become an outcast. Y/n didn't really have any friends at her old school, so it was easier to leave the old place behind. A job opportunity that her father couldn't pass up forced him and y/n to move to Belleview, New Jersey. A boy named Frank Iero took y/n under his wing and quickly became friends with her. He even introduced her to some of his friends. They all liked her and invited her to the friend group. Except Gerard. Gerard made it his mission to not like y/n but deep down inside, he just might have feelings for her that hes hiding.

Alyssa Surman, is the little sister of Roman Surman. And the girlfriend of Wednesday 13. A couple that SLAYS together STAYS together. 💀. Stay tuned.