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Reader beware: Angst ahead!
They where an off and on again couple. He always wanted to go out, yet when she humored him he would ditch her. He didn't want to stay, but hated to go. Needless to say, it was a slightly awkward time in their relationship. He was not good for her, but she loved him still.
Whenever they fought her father would always be brought up. He would snarl that she was no better than him. They would stay away from each other for a week and then they would be back together with a kiss.
To an outsider it might seem like they weren't going anywhere fast. But behind closed doors they aloud mask to drop.
He changes his mind more than I change clothes. She thought idly as his fingers traced a pattern up her bare back. They used to be so close. But now…..everything had changed when her father had thrown Damas out. The long hard days of training seemed so fresh in her mind; they always were after their little escapades. They had been younger then, they didn't really know what they were getting themselves into by meeting in those storage closets.
"What's the matter?"
Her voice came out sounding much more bitter than she would have liked. "Nothing"
"You think too much"
"This coming from the man who used to get eight hours of sleep a week?"
She hated these moments, they weren't Torn and Ashelin. They were just a couple who had no idea how to make this work. She hated him. He hated her. Yet here they were, covered in sweat panting on her bed. His arms snaked around her waist. He held her close again.
They were polar opposites. Hot and cold. Day and night. Right and wrong.
It had been two weeks since she had talked to him, his words hammering themselves into her mind.
"You're not going to change! You ARE your father's daughter after all. I don't know what I was thinking!"
He was right; she was her father's daughter. She was selfish and mean to those who worked under her. But he shouldn't judge her! She wanted a better city than what they were living in, was that so wrong? He didn't understand, he couldn't understand the pressure that she was under. His words had stung. She was better than her father….wasn't she?
No, she had taken Jak's rightful spot as ruler; he was a descendant of Mar. She was no better than him. She couldn't change the past, she couldn't change herself. And fuck it hurt.
'I want out, I…..I….want to die….but I want to live'
Why did this happen? Why did it have to end this way?
Two strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her off the ledge she had placed herself on.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
She had given up. She was nothing without him, yet every time she had brought him close she pushed him away. He deserved better. They were the only things keeping the other rooted, they were lifelines.
I'm not happy with this one at all. Its angsty, I'm angsty. It also felt rushed. Please ignore any grammar and spelling errors on this one.
Come on people! I see that this is getting hits! Please review, I need any and all I can get right now.
My list:
Jak -When I grow up by the Pussycat Dolls
Daxter -Crashed by Daughtry
Seem -You found me by Kelly Clarkson
Damas -He lives in you by the Lion king (I had been babysitting and had no chance to clean before I got the challange)
Razor -Nasty girl by Nitty (freind wanted to see if it was the song he was thinking of)
Torn -Time of dying by Threedays Grace
Pecker (cause he gets no love) -Broken by Seether ft. Amy lee
Samos -I kissed a girl by Katy Perry (that ones gunna suck)
Sig -Not one of us by the Lion King
Ashelin -Hot 'n Cold by Katy Perry