A/N: I'm sorry if my grammar was rough in the last chap, but One: I'm not used to doing that type of POV and, two: I'm only thirteen so please excuse my many mistakes and please do enjoy the stories reviews are welcome and suggestions too! :) :) :) :) :)
Chapter 2
Ravens POV
I sat on my large queen sized bed that Amon had supplied for me and smiled as the silk caressed my skin, I could get used to this kind of living. I've been here for a week and haven't seen Amon since, but it didn't bother me any. A small radio that I hadn't noticed before sat in the corner of my room. I Clicked it on and switched the station to 102.5. The song Lighters by Bruno Mars floated out of the speakers and I began to sing along with it.
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide, I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters
A tear slipped out of my eye as thoughts of Robin filled my mind; this song always reminded me of him. I remember when I found it that I played it on repeat for like a week straight until I knew all the lyrics by heart. By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you I would duck, or get struck, like lightning, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward uh Had a dream, I was king, I woke up, still king This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking, Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me I swear to God I'll be the fucking illest in this music There is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up Only thing I ever gave up using no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks I love it when I tell em shove it Cause it wasn't that, long ago when Marshall sat, flustered lack, lustered Cause he couldn't cut mustard, muster up, nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzzin' Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn't cause he had buzzards circlin' around his head Waiting for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it cause them bitches wrote him off Little hussy ass, scuzzes, fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it What difference it make? What it take to get it through your thick skulls That this ain't some bullshit People don't usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage And let it be known that from this day forward I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength So let em bic's raise cause I came with 5'9" but I feel like I'm 6'8″!
I kept up easily with Eminem's rapping and without messing up or missing a beat switched back to Bruno's soft melody. This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters
The tears were flowing freely now as the memories became more intense.
Short Memory
I sat in my bedroom, tears I wouldn't let anybody see sliding down my cheeks. My father decided he'd pay me a visit yesterday and tell me that I'd been engaged to a demon and if I didn't go with him, he'd kill my friends. A knock on my wall alerted me of Robin's presence; he came in and sat next to me.
"Rae, look at me" he demanded, I shook my head defiantly and stood my ground. When he yanked me by my hands into his lap and pulled off my hood, taking a different approach and making me look at him a blush tinted my cheeks at the place we were in, but Robin seemed highly unaware of how inappropriate it was.
"What's wrong?" He questioned.
"My father" I decided going for the simple answer, but an answer that said a lot. Robin brushed a strand of Mauve hair out of my face, sending goose bumps down my arms.
"It's gonna be alright" he said his masked eyes boring into mine. I shook my head no, because it would never be alright again, and as more tears slid down my cheeks Robin hugged me close letting me cry myself to sleep in his arms.
End memory
By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin' to blow it And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did, Dr. Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back So it's only right that I write till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up Now his career's Lebron's jersey in 20 years I'll stop when I'm at the very top You shittin' on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up, must come down You going down on something you don't wanna see, like a hairy box Every hour, happy hour now Life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy Now I'm just the cats meooww, ow Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao Ya'll are doomed I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes Cause now I'm in the Astin I went from having my city locked up To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick And now I'm fantastic Compared to a weed high And y'all niggas just gossipin' like bitches on a radio and TV See me, we fly Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive And how real is that I remember signing my first deal and now I'm the second best, I can deal with that Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gagg...
Ok the raps didn't make much sense but still, the song theme was that someone who got kicked down in life got a second chance, and got to have that second chance with someone who they loved. That's what it means in my opinion anyway.
You and I know what it's like to be kicked down Forced to fight But tonight, we're alright So hold up your lights Let it shine Cause, this one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide, I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters
The song ended and I clicked off the radio my heart throbbing painfully. Clapping behind me brought me back into the real world. I turned to see Amon; he looked different today, probably on account of him wearing casual clothing. He sported a black polo, gray jeans that had a chain near the pocket, and black converse.
"Nice voice" He complemented.
"Thank you" I nodded in appreciation.
"On another note get dressed please, I'd like to take you out since we haven't really had time to talk." Amon said laying out clothing on my bed and turning swiftly to me laying a gentile kiss on my cheek, setting a makeup bag on my dresser and leaving the room closing the behind him so I could have some privacy. I really didn't get that man. I looked at the clothing he'd supplied for me and smiled in halfway approval, black skinny jeans, and a tank top with fish net sleeves that went all the way down and hooked around my thumb in a glove like manner, red and black checkered chucks and a nice little black necklace with black hoop earrings. I put the outfit on and went over to my dresser that connected to a vanity like thing. I dumped the makeup bag out and was glad to find a straightener for my unruly and curly hair. I plugged it in and set that aside with a brush and teasing comb. Then I searched through my makeup contents. I decided on black eye shadow, cat eyes; mascara coated lashes, and some red lip gloss. Next I worked on my hair; I straitened it and then teased the back and let my bangs swish over my forehead. I brushed my hands together and stood up, marveling at the work I had done. Ten minutes later Amon knocked on my door calling for me, and we left, for a night on the town.
Amon's POV
A Couple of days after
The beauty next to me wasn't Raven, her long platinum blonde hair the only thing giving her cover as she stripped in front of me; I made a disgusted sound in the back of my throat and shook my head.
"Not today or anymore Alana" I told her gently and she pouted her striking green eyes saddening and her full lips bulging out. "I'm engaged, and must remain faithful; you will still be paid for your services but will not have the added features, if you will." Alana nodded and took refugee on my lap tacking her bothersome long and curly hair away and giving me full access to her neck. My fangs ached and I did what my instincts were screaming at me to do, I sunk my fangs into her neck. She moaned at the contact and arched into me. I pictured it was Raven here instead of Alana. Alana opened her mind, inviting me in and trying to pry into my head. I finished my meal and gently place Alana on her blood-red bed sheets pulling the brown comforter over her and she looked u at me blinking the dazed look out of her eyes.
"Alana you must know, from here on out we can not establish any kind of relationship mental, or physical, except for your donation of blood…, even that may come to end soon, I'm betrothed after all." I told her sternly and walked out of the bedroom, off to find Raven.
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I found her in the study, curled up on the couch with a book in hands, the fire that was lit in the old brick fire-place casting shadows across her face. She still wasn't aware of my presence, and just when I was going to make myself known she began to cry. I decided to take a dip in her mind and found that people and memories were flashing through her thoughts. A girl with red hair and gem colored eyes, a green boy with a loud mouth, a half robot man with an appetite, and a raven haired boy with masked eyes.
"You miss your friends" I said, startling her. She simply said yes not bothering to ask how I knew. I picked her up and sat down and proceeded to set her on my lap. "Then why don't we invite them here?" I asked smoothly and kissed her full lips.
A/N: So what do you think of Amon, and who should Raven end up with? Is the grammar better? Do you wanna input an Idea? Leave it in the review box and I'll bet back to you for now just keep reading the action is coming soon.