Author: Maveness Delight
Rating: R
Disclaimer: It's not mine, I swear. Althought sometimes I am of the delusion that it might be mine. All credit for any characters goes to the comic people and the WB people, etc. I make nothing off of this.
Feedback: It's a love/hate thing. But please send it. I take all feedback constructively, unless you're unbearably rude and boorish, in which case, bite me, ahead of time.
Author's Note: This will probably be a very long project, seeing as it's only my second fanfic ever. (The first was a Lex POV that's not here.) But I just had to get out the first part in order to have a reason (namely people badgering me for more) to finish writing it. Otherwise it would sit in my computer endlessly.
Veneer of Innocence
Prologue
It was starting again. Just under her skin. Just below the surface. Clawing to get out. The itch. The desire to be...different. Wild. To shock. Be free. She could feel it. Taste it. Bitter, rough. Overwhelming her senses. Her rationale.
She had tried to control it. Do something to take the edge off. Take money from Mom's purse. Shoplift. Stay out late, past curfew. Get caught, be good...for awhile. Then, all over again.
She got older, needed new, different thrills to satisfy. Sneak out to a club. Fake ID. Tease the boys. Feel desirable. Get them to a point, then stop...no. Leave them panting, begging for more.
The chase, the tease, the build-up, then the refusal. It helped. For awhile. It kept the wildness at bay, the need from taking hold. Then, add beer, recreational drugs. Needing more and more.
One day, caught. Not by the ever-forgiving parents. No, a cop. Public humiliation. The yelling, the fights. The eventual divorce. And then a move. Away from believed temptation. Away from the hell on earth of her creation. To a peaceful sanctuary. And for awhile, all was okay. Everything was good. A nice life, happiness set in normality and morality.
But after awhile, just not quite enough.
Rating: R
Disclaimer: It's not mine, I swear. Althought sometimes I am of the delusion that it might be mine. All credit for any characters goes to the comic people and the WB people, etc. I make nothing off of this.
Feedback: It's a love/hate thing. But please send it. I take all feedback constructively, unless you're unbearably rude and boorish, in which case, bite me, ahead of time.
Author's Note: This will probably be a very long project, seeing as it's only my second fanfic ever. (The first was a Lex POV that's not here.) But I just had to get out the first part in order to have a reason (namely people badgering me for more) to finish writing it. Otherwise it would sit in my computer endlessly.
Veneer of Innocence
Prologue
It was starting again. Just under her skin. Just below the surface. Clawing to get out. The itch. The desire to be...different. Wild. To shock. Be free. She could feel it. Taste it. Bitter, rough. Overwhelming her senses. Her rationale.
She had tried to control it. Do something to take the edge off. Take money from Mom's purse. Shoplift. Stay out late, past curfew. Get caught, be good...for awhile. Then, all over again.
She got older, needed new, different thrills to satisfy. Sneak out to a club. Fake ID. Tease the boys. Feel desirable. Get them to a point, then stop...no. Leave them panting, begging for more.
The chase, the tease, the build-up, then the refusal. It helped. For awhile. It kept the wildness at bay, the need from taking hold. Then, add beer, recreational drugs. Needing more and more.
One day, caught. Not by the ever-forgiving parents. No, a cop. Public humiliation. The yelling, the fights. The eventual divorce. And then a move. Away from believed temptation. Away from the hell on earth of her creation. To a peaceful sanctuary. And for awhile, all was okay. Everything was good. A nice life, happiness set in normality and morality.
But after awhile, just not quite enough.