HI GUYS! OKAY SO THIS WAS A BITCH TO WRITE BCAUSE FANFICTION WONT WORK RIGHT WITH THIS TYPE OF DOCUMENT FOR SOME REASON. ANYWAYS I REALLY NEED A BETA TO HELP ME UNTIL I CAN GET NY COMPUTER FIXED SO PM ME OR SOMETHING WE'LL GET THINGS STARTED.
- Ziyan smiled as she slept, her full lips shining in the dim light that came from the moon. Despite not being able to fully drift away into slumber, Ziyan was in a dream state, slumbering under the warm covers. Wavy chocolate brown locks tickled pinkish skin as the preteen shifted. Her legs were sore from skating too long, but contempt feelings washed over her limp frame. A goodnight's rest was awaiting the brunette.
Then, Anexic's tear streaked face flashed through her devious mind as it laughed, teasing the girl. Another picture popped up. Anexic's bloody body as they dragged her away in the mental home for treatment. How long ago had that been? Five? Six years? Ziyan groaned, unraveling herself from Alexandra's limbs and carefully, being sure not to wake the other as she crawled off the silky bed's blue comforters. She had almost reached the end of the bed when her bare foot snared in the sheets, threatening to pull her back whether or not the girl wanted to. She kicked gently, shaking the bed frame slightly. Alexandra yawned and turned in her sleep as the black hands of the sheets released the brunette, sending Ziyan flying forward, towards the chestnut dresser. A loud crack echoed through the room as she slammed her skull against the splintering wood.
The world turned a 360° angle before quickly shifting back into the right position. Nausea fluttered through her asophagus and stomach as she sat for a moment. What was she doing again?
Ziyan sighed and walked into the hallway, feeling around the popcorn-like walls for a light switch. Queen purred, tickling her feet with it's white fur. She giggled quietly and gave up, picking the feline up from the murky black and midnight blue ground. Two green eyes shined in the dark as Ziyan stared into the deep recesses of the grassy green. "Should I? Or no?" She asked quietly.
Queen blinked and yawned. "I'm talking to a freaking cat. Maybe a trip to the Coocoo home wouldn't be a good idea." Ziyan sighed as she put Queen in her cage and began to navigate back to the bedroom. "Ziyan? Love?" Alexandra asked, wiping the sleep from her brown eyes.
"Yes. What is it?" Ziyan answered, blinded by the light that had erupted from the room ahead.
"You're not very quiet. Come back to bed its late." Alexandra knew what her lover planned. Anexic had finally resurfaced from the bloodshed, but maybe she could endure more? Possibly...
Ziyan swallowed and slowly waddled to their room, sliding into the comfortable sheets once again. A low sigh passed her lips as she turned, feeling Alexandra's arms around her again. She wondered: Would Anexic remember her? Had she changed? What was the instituion like anyways?
Alexandra growled silently, listening to the smaller, younger brunette's thoughts. This would not do. At all.
As the two began to slumber, a distant scream of pain resounded in the next room over. A dissonance that was heard only by the air and that tortured spirit alone. _
I WOULD LIKE TO THANK Luna (Guest) FOR HELPING ME AND BEING MY ONLY REVIEWER! I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO FIX THAT PIECE OF TYE STORY BECAUSE I LOST THE ORIGINAL DOCUMENT, BUT FEEL FREE TO BE CRITICAL ABOUT MY WORK BECAUSE I LOVE TO WRITE! OK I GITTA GO BYE!
- Ziyan smiled as she slept, her full lips shining in the dim light that came from the moon. Despite not being able to fully drift away into slumber, Ziyan was in a dream state, slumbering under the warm covers. Wavy chocolate brown locks tickled pinkish skin as the preteen shifted. Her legs were sore from skating too long, but contempt feelings washed over her limp frame. A goodnight's rest was awaiting the brunette.
Then, Anexic's tear streaked face flashed through her devious mind as it laughed, teasing the girl. Another picture popped up. Anexic's bloody body as they dragged her away in the mental home for treatment. How long ago had that been? Five? Six years? Ziyan groaned, unraveling herself from Alexandra's limbs and carefully, being sure not to wake the other as she crawled off the silky bed's blue comforters. She had almost reached the end of the bed when her bare foot snared in the sheets, threatening to pull her back whether or not the girl wanted to. She kicked gently, shaking the bed frame slightly. Alexandra yawned and turned in her sleep as the black hands of the sheets released the brunette, sending Ziyan flying forward, towards the chestnut dresser. A loud crack echoed through the room as she slammed her skull against the splintering wood.
The world turned a 360° angle before quickly shifting back into the right position. Nausea fluttered through her asophagus and stomach as she sat for a moment. What was she doing again?
Ziyan sighed and walked into the hallway, feeling around the popcorn-like walls for a light switch. Queen purred, tickling her feet with it's white fur. She giggled quietly and gave up, picking the feline up from the murky black and midnight blue ground. Two green eyes shined in the dark as Ziyan stared into the deep recesses of the grassy green. "Should I? Or no?" She asked quietly.
Queen blinked and yawned. "I'm talking to a freaking cat. Maybe a trip to the Coocoo home wouldn't be a good idea." Ziyan sighed as she put Queen in her cage and began to navigate back to the bedroom. "Ziyan? Love?" Alexandra asked, wiping the sleep from her brown eyes.
"Yes. What is it?" Ziyan answered, blinded by the light that had erupted from the room ahead.
"You're not very quiet. Come back to bed its late." Alexandra knew what her lover planned. Anexic had finally resurfaced from the bloodshed, but maybe she could endure more? Possibly...
Ziyan swallowed and slowly waddled to their room, sliding into the comfortable sheets once again. A low sigh passed her lips as she turned, feeling Alexandra's arms around her again. She wondered: Would Anexic remember her? Had she changed? What was the instituion like anyways?
Alexandra growled silently, listening to the smaller, younger brunette's thoughts. This would not do. At all.
As the two began to slumber, a distant scream of pain resounded in the next room over. A dissonance that was heard only by the air and that tortured spirit alone. _
I WOULD LIKE TO THANK Luna (Guest) FOR HELPING ME AND BEING MY ONLY REVIEWER! I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO FIX THAT PIECE OF TYE STORY BECAUSE I LOST THE ORIGINAL DOCUMENT, BUT FEEL FREE TO BE CRITICAL ABOUT MY WORK BECAUSE I LOVE TO WRITE! OK I GITTA GO BYE!