Thanks so much to all my reviewers: cartoonfire, jcyz, and SuPeR HyPeR chick 101
Thanks so much to all my reviewers: cartoonfirejcyz, and SuPeR HyPeR chick 101. You are all so wonderful!! And another thanks to all the people who are reading and adding me and my story to your favorites! I love you all!!
BE SURE TO READ THE IMPORTANT MESSAGE AT THE END!!
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Burial- the act or process of burying something that was lost.
Her emerald eyes were clouded over with desire, her mind reeling with the dreams running in her head. Her thoughts were scattered and misplaced, but she knew exactly what she wanted. It was more of a game now. She would chase after him like a love-sick puppy, and he would only laugh in her face. She would beg and plead to him, wanting more than anything to feed her desire. He would only laugh.
She eventually learned the rules of the game, and began to play along. She would turn her head away from him, pretending as if she did not care. When he would try to talk to her, she would laugh at him. She wouldn't be that small little puppy anymore. She was a raging fire, a hungry dragon, a feeding vampire. She was all that he wanted, and all that she loathed.
It was hard not to become addicted to it all. The rush of fire through her veins, the electric spark in her mind, her conscious completely unaware of the time or place. It was like a breath of fresh air. It was addicting and wrong, but nothing could hold her back. It was a new world to her, a world that was full of malevolence and desire. It was like she had entered a dark pool, leaving her bright and sunny world behind. Shedding her innocence and youth, things that she would never see again.
It was like she was trapped in a box…and nothing in the world mattered except that box.
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Her eyes were set on a single person as she swayed down the hall. Hundreds of eyes were on her swaying hips, intense gossip heard throughout the corridor. She ignored them all as she tapped on his shoulder.
He was laughing with his friends before she walked up behind him, his back turned to her. His friends immediately stopped their sniggering as soon as they caught site of her. He continued laughing, unaware of the goddess behind him. He turned around to meet her gaze, and he immediately froze. He looked her up and down, staring at her long bronze legs, exposed under her jean skirt, her tight black shirt that exposed her chest a great deal, and her long crimson hair that fell around her like a curtain. His mind went numb as he heard her voice ring in his ears.
"I was hoping I could take you up on your offer," she began, her voice sultry and seductive.
It took him at least a minute to comprehend what she had said. She, the goddess of the school, wanted to go out on a date with him, the average geek. "I-I would l-love t-t-to…."
She gave him a small smile as she slipped a piece of paper into his hand. "Pick me up at eight," was all that came out of her mouth before she turned and waltzed away, her hips swaying from side to side. As if she knew he was watching her, as if she knew that he was currently melting into a puddle.
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A soft giggle escaped her lips as she turned once again, throwing a smile over her shoulder before walking away. He followed right behind her, trying to get a word out of his mouth. Before he could speak, she turned around and pulled him closer to her by the collar of his shirt, her eyes glistening in the moonlight. She could see his eyes sparkling with lust, and it almost hurt her to see how love-sick he was. She almost decided against her plan. Almost….
She had imagined this is what she had looked like to him: innocence following evil, oblivious to the danger she was getting into. It made her mad just thinking about, how oblivious she had been to him…to herself.
Her blood-red lips rest only inches from his ear, her warm breath radiating out onto his skin, making him shudder violently. "I want to show you something…," she whispered, her hands slinking around his neck, her nails cutting into his skin. She could almost feel his body shaking against hers, trembling in fear and desire. She remembered exactly what it felt like….
He started to lean into her, slipping his arms around her waist. She looked up at him from underneath her long lashes, spellbinding him in her gaze. He leaned closer to her lips, shivering under her warm breath. Just as their lips were about to meet, she pulled away from his arms, twirling in-front of him. Dancing, entrancing, seducing… It continued on like that for the rest of the night. Her dance making him go insane with desire, her body never close enough to touch, her nails cutting deep into his skin, sending a wave of pain and pleasure through his body.
It was like a disease… It caught on one by one, breaking into your mind and taking away your soul. Gripping and compelling; addicting and wrong. Like a drug that took away your innocence, purity, and gullibility. It left you in a dark pool, and it was your choice if you wanted to swim the waters, or drown in them.
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Tears…
Sobs…
Cry's of pain echoing off the walls…
She never wanted it to happen, because she had no choice.
It was inside her, a screaming, crying, burning voice.
She never cried until the deed was done.
She seduced them, used them, one by one.
She denied ever doing anything wrong.
She denied the fact that her innocence was gone…
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Ok, so I was thinking last night when I was in bed about another story. It came to me as just a dream, but I started to piece together into chapters. Here is the summary:
Blue Girl
He would rape and beat me every day of my life, and I learned not to cry. People would watch from a distance, yet no one stepped up to help me. I would hide my cuts and bruises under baggy clothes, an outcast in the world. I was a nothing, a no one, and on the brink of suicide. That is, until he came along. RobStar.
It's about how Kory's adoptive father beats and rapes her each day, and she never once tries to get help, because she knows no one will believe her. She hides her cuts and bruises under baggy clothes, and everyone in the school thinks she's a freak. She's on the brink of suicide, but Richard comes along and saves her. In Kory's POV.
Review and tell me what you think!
-Alien