Imagine Painting the Sky

Imagine Painting the Sky

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Fifteen year old Rowan and her older brother Gabriel used to live in Gig Harbor, Washington. They used to have a father who was considered one of the happiest people you've ever met. They used to go to Gig Harbor High School. They used to be miles away from their bitter, cherry lipstick wearing mother. For Rowan, things couldn't have been better. She was happy. But when their dad dies suddenly in a car accident, nothing seemed so perfect anymore. Rowan's dad is gone, and she's sent to Colorado to live with her Mom, Isobel. Isobel is the sort of person who makes her boyfriend buy her a convertible, complains over running out of red lipstick, and thinks having kids around will make her look too old and give her a bad public image. It only took three seconds, they told me. He was in no pain. It was over fast. They patted my shoulder, nodded to Gabriel and pushed us out. And just like that, Dad was gone. There were no questions. No answers. No tears no words. No thoughts. No pain. Just loss. A heavy weight pushing on my chest that drove me into the ground until I couldn't move. Not that I ever wanted to.
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I put on a show only for him in front of hundreds of people. I bring one hand up to my hair flicking them to the other side, trailing that hand down to my sternum and then my boob as I keep swaying my hips from to side, bending my knees as I lower myself a bit to the ground before sharply standing up again and slowly spinning around, circling my hips. I run my hands through the back of my hair before nailing my gaze on his eyes, slowly walking up to him. I watch him as he wets his lips before biting his plumb bottom one, eyes trailing up my body. Once I reach him, I wrap my arms around his neck and run my fingers through his hair as I press my body up against his. His hands shoot out to grab me from my lower waist, pulling me even closer to him as he pushes a leg between mine, staring into my eyes. I turn my head to the side and brush my lips against his ear before licking and biting his earlobe the same way I did at the party before whispering a few words he was dying to hear. "Take me back to your place." ---------- Theo is a 20-year-old university student with a bad temper. Letting go of the past can be a difficult thing to do but a much-needed one to move on. Love is his greatest fear, something that's so beautiful yet can be so painful at times. Can you love someone even if you fear that feeling? Daisy is a 20-year-old university student with bad romance luck so far. An ugly breakup can put you off love or it can make you more determined to find the real deal. Getting recently out of a toxic relationship, a new one is the last thing she's looking for. Can you love someone that doesn't allow themselves to be loved? A romance filled with drama, passion and love.

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