A/N: Woohoo! We're at chapter 13! I had an insane writer's block for this one, and as a result, it's pretty short (sorry guys :( ), and mainly, it's pure fluff between the new couple! Shoutouts to everyone that reviewed last time of course! So much love for you guys, seriously! Thank you thank you thank you! Answering reviews BELOW.
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Before anything, this chapter features Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe and sadly, I would DIE to own it, but no. Thank you to one of my favorite poets the amazing work of literature.
Hope you guys enjoy, aaand onto the chapter!
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Thirteen: My Kind of Poetry
"…And the moon never beams without bringing me dreams of the beautiful Annabel Lee…"
"And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes of the beautiful Annabel Lee…"
"And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,"
"In the sepulcher there by the sea, in her tomb by the sounding sea." I exhaled the last line like it was embedded in my brain. To me, it actually was. I lay across my bed, my arm thrown over my eyes lazily as images of the sea, and angels flitted across my closed eyelids. Soon, the images were broken though by the sudden wet feeling on my mouth of someone else, and I returned the kiss slowly, my fingers tangling in his silky strands.
"I love how you love Edgar Allan Poe so much." Lysander muffled against my lips. I smiled against his. "Even if…Even if he is a tad bit crazy, and sinister."
"He gives me chills." I murmured. "I kind of like it."
Lysander paused for a while, making me wonder and open one eye. The sunlight coming in from my window hit him just right, giving his eyes a dark shadow over them, and his cheekbones the attention they needed. Soon, his mouth was on mine again, and we kissed like that scene in Spiderman. It was a lot harder than it looked, kissing upside down, and a lot more fun. I combed my fingers through his hair again, getting out a low moan from Lysander.
I was never, ever going to get tired of this.
"You know, everyone's been talking about us." Lysander pressed his lips gently on my forehead as I blinked at him with dazed eyes. Even upside down he looked gorgeous. "I hope Lianne hasn't been giving you any trouble."
"She's been giving me death glares ever since," I sighed, "And calling me a slut whenever she walks past me. Nothing I can't handle though."
"Are you sure? I could talk to her for you if…"
"No!" I pressed my index finger to his lips, shushing him quickly. "No, girls don't like that. She'll hate me even more if you come into this…"
"Mmph…Last time, Lianne was three seconds away from knocking you out, if you recall."
I rolled my eyes, trying to look like I didn't care, but instead the movement made me feel dizzy. I rolled onto my stomach when I realized the blood had all rushed to my head, but when I got back onto normal position, I just felt even more light headed and dizzy as little stars danced in front of my eyes.
"I think…" I said, trying to blink away the dizziness, "I think…It's your fault she's so in love with you."
"What ever had I done to her?" Lysander feigned innocence.
"I don't know," I said, playing with his collar, and casting my eyes away from his. "You're just so sweet, and unfazed by everyone, and how girls practically offer themselves to you, and how you call everyone by their full name is really cute, and…and you can sing, and write, and you're so talented, and gorgeous and amazing and you're so…wow, I don't even have words for you. You're meticulously so different, it makes me want to be with you more. I feel like you're the deep ocean without a bottom with a tidal wave coming by any second now, and I'm the girl diving in for it. Fuck, I don't know what I'm saying. It's just…I want to give you that, what you make me feel. But I'm not you, Lysander. I'm just Skye."
Lysander looked shocked at my little dialogue, his eyes searching my face. Then all too quickly, he launched forward and bruised his lips with mine, and pressed his tongue in so forcefully and deep, I felt the sensation in my toes and fingertips, and pretty much every cell in my body. The wind was knocked right out of me, but that was something that would have to wait. My whole body had a mind of its own when it came to Lysander. It begged for him to come closer. I tugged him by his hair, coaxing him on the bed with me, and he finally gave in, pulling away for a second just to come around and pin me down with his weight and his hungry lips.
"You want to know why I'm with you?" Lysander panted, his whole face flushed as his eyes felt like they were making holes in me with their intensity. "I'm with you because I don't care that you're not sweet, or quiet, or remotely anything even like me, which I always thought I would want in a girl. You proved me wrong, Skye. I don't want that one person I made up and would dream my whole life about. I want you. I know you have a bunch of dirty tricks up your sleeve, and I'm just the audience, watching and waiting. I'm with you because you never seem to fail to surprise me, and I feel like I'm on a rollercoaster without an end with you, where every single turn leaves me breathless and only searching for the thrill even more. Yes, I was unfazed by every girl I had ever met before you ran out of school crying and thought my car was yours. You think I have talent, when you constantly forget you can do so much too. In fact, your little speech sounded like a poet's work if you ask me."
"Shut up." I laughed, though our cheeks both noticeably had turned into twenty different shades of red. "You're going to make me cry."
"I can assure you that's the least of my intentions." Lysander said, stroking my cheek with his thumb. "I knew—I swear it, I knew there was something about you the moment I laid my eyes on you."
"I didn't think you were real when I saw you." I confessed, bursts of giggles escaping me. "You looked—no, you look like an angel, Lysander."
"If that's your way of saying I was different, then I'll take it. I have to say the same thing about you, Skylar."
"Different how?" I asked him curiously.
"Different in the way that I knew there was more to you than what meets the eye. And I was right. Who knew your fingers had a way with music? Or that you knew more about mythology, and literature, and constellations more than anyone I had ever come across? Who knew that I'd find your ever-changing fashion sense oddly appealing, albeit lacking in this weather?"
"Oh yeah? Well, who knew you that you had a voice like a god, or could write like someone who had created the English language himself? Or that you have the best sense of creativity when it comes to anyone I know, especially when it comes to outfits? Or that you have the ability to make me melt with that stupid look on your face."
"Your compliments will have me blushing till Friday, love," Lysander said. It was Saturday.
"I hate you and your cute accent, and your voice, and what you say, and pretty much anything you can do with your mouth." I rolled my eyes, pushing Lysander's frame off me with a thump and curling to my side. I felt the bed shift, and soft fingers brush my hair away from my neck, then a hot breath that followed.
"I hate you and your smile." He pressed his lips to my neck. "It's cute, gorgeous, and mischievous, all rolled into one. Also, every word that leaves your lips makes me want you, so I suggest you keep them sealed."
"That's not a very convincing argument." I said, chuckling.
"Oh, I know."
Lysander suddenly pulled my shoulder down, so I was staring at him wide-eyed and flat as he crawled over me. Then his lips were crashing quickly against mine fervently, his tongue exploring the territory. His kiss was so new, and passionate, making my whole body feel like it was melting into the mattress under it. It didn't start out as gentle as it usually did, but instead and making me weak with every fast flick of his tongue and curve of his lip. I pulled on his hair once more, savoring the sweet moan that never failed to escape him when I did. Neither of us refused to let each other go, his grip on my shoulder and my hip as tight as my arms were around his neck. We were locked into each other, and I felt hot and sweaty just being this close to another person before. Who would have thought it would be Lysander? Who would have thought we would even have happened in the first place had he not gathered the courage to hand me that notebook in the first place?
Lysander dragged his lips down my chin, speckling kisses to my jaw, and finally coming to my neck, where he pulled the skin towards his teeth and sucked, drawing out sounds from I didn't even think I could make.
"L-Lys…" I breathed, pulling him closer. He came back up, a mischievous smile on his lips.
"You're so beautiful, Skylar." He whispered, then meeting his mouth with mine again, with an intensity that would've knocked me back if I wasn't lying down already. When we pulled away and Lysander rolled off me, both of us struggling to catch our breaths, we both turned to lock gazes. Ever since we admitted it to each other and the day after, Lysander barely mentioned the 'L' word again. I guessed it was because he thought I had found it way too overwhelming. And I had to admit, it was a whole new kind of feeling to hear it, but it didn't mean I didn't want him to say it. I did.
Instead, he said something else.
"I'm sorry," He said. "I'm not…I'm not very experienced when it comes to relationships."
I blinked at him; my insides felt like combusting just how my heart did for him. I knew what that one line meant. And I hated that he even thought that at all.
He continued though, which only made me feel worse. "I know, you've had better, and—"
"Lys…"
"—You even had that older boyfriend, who's probably had a load of experience over me, and—"
"Lys."
"—I'm still trying to figure what I'm supposed to be doing with my tongue, I mean if only books described it better for me—…Mmph."
I did what a certain redhead did to me, except instead of covering Lysander's mouth with my palm, I did it with a kiss. Slowly, I guided my tongue inside his waiting mouth, my hand holding onto his face. His tilted his head a bit to give me better access, before finally prodding his own tongue against mine and moving his lips to match me. When I pulled back, his eyes were bright and full of wonder, like a child at a candy store.
"You seem like a very qualified teacher. Better than books, I'll have to say." He said.
"Well, that's saying a lot." I laughed. "I'm flattered."
"Thank you then," Lysander said, "for being so understanding."
"Lys, stop it." I shook my head. "You're bringing yourself down, when honestly, you're doing everything fine. In fact, you're more than fine. You're amazing, in every single way."
"I can't help it. It's always there, the fact that you've been with someone, someone that knows you in ways I don't understand, and will probably never understand. But I want to. That's all I want to do."
"There's so much time for that." I said. "One day, you'll know me like the back of your hand like I'll know you that way. And I'll forget the day I even met him, while you forget I even mentioned it."
"I could never." Lysander said. "I won't forget anything you say, Skylar."
I sighed, a satisfied smile spreading onto my face. I sat up and kissed him lightly on the forehead, then on both his cheeks, before biting gently on his lip. Lysander's eyes widened, a sharp intake of breath filling the room.
"One day, you'll figure this all out." I said. "And I'll figure you out too. I'll know what you like, and I'll know what makes you weak, just as much as you'll find out these things about me too. Only time will really tell."
"Maybe we should practice more and help me find out." Lysander smirked.
"You're quite the flirt, Mr. Callixto. I don't know how to feel with you topping me at one of my skills."
"It must be all the time we've been spending together." Lysander shifted. "You're rubbing off on me."
"Mmm…Well I guess that's not a bad thing. In fact, I think you still suck, so we need more time to work on that." I joked.
"I'm happy to oblige, Ms. Whitman." Lysander snaked a hand behind my neck, then when we both stopped talking, his eyes locked with mine again before slipping shut and sliding his tongue between my lips, a new kind of energy filling my body. But no, I knew this would lead to so much more, even if Lysander wasn't necessarily the one to start it. I wouldn't trust myself either. I pulled away, finding a spot on his neck for my lips, before pulling off as a low groan came from Lysander.
"I love kissing you." I said, blushing. "Almost too much."
"Oh, you have no idea how much I think about you." He said just as shyly. "In fact, it's all I think of, you know. Holding you, kissing you, being with you…I've read too many books about love, but it's indescribable, really."
"I know what you mean." I laughed, pressing my fingers to his chest to lie him flat on his back. "But let's not move too fast. I like to keep things at a good pace."
"Are we moving too fast?" Lysander asked, looking scared.
"No, no, I mean, it's just right. I just don't want to, you know?"
"Okay." Lysander said. "Well, we're on a bed right now. So I don't think we should stick around longer."
"What do you have in mind?" I asked him.
Lysander paused for a moment, putting on a thinking face before speaking cautiously.
"I have an idea…" He said. "And whether you like it or not, I'm taking you there. Again."
The car ride was silent; mostly because I was afraid to do anything else other than breathe. My eyes had been blindfolded thanks to Lysander. Really, I only had myself to blame for owning way too many scarfs. The only thing I could hear were the sounds of the gravel under the tires, and Lysander's hands smoothing the wheel in different directions. Occasionally, I would feel his clasp mine and send every patch of skin he touched tingling with electricity, but whenever he let go to make a curve, I always found myself unwilling to release him. Thankfully, it was a short ride because I had already started to get paranoid thoughts, not that I didn't trust Lysander or anything. When the doors opened, I was fumbling around for Lysander's assuring hand as my feet found the ground. Lysander had draped his coat over me, even when I had on a gray pullover and a cardigan under it, as we walked briskly in the night air. I could tell by the temperature that the sun had gone down, and that I was in dire need of mittens. The sound of doors being held open had me giddy, and thankful to get out of the cold, and then I knew the sound of marble against my velvet boots.
"Lys?" I said, letting him guide me by my hand and my waist.
"Hmm?"
"You brought me to school. At night."
"Very observant." Lysander said with amusement in his voice, but didn't expound on anything.
"Um…why?"
"Shh." Lysander planted a peck on my lips, taking me by surprise and almost halting my footsteps. What surprised me even more was how much I wanted to kiss him again. "Just go with it, love."
Love. No one's ever called me love.
It made me feel warm everywhere, like I wasn't just loved by Lysander. I am love.
We took a few turns, while I tried to map out each direction in my mind until I gave up and just went with it. Wasn't that what I always told Lysander? To just go with it? And here I was, being a total hypocrite and trying to avoid the surprise.
Even if I told him I loved surprises.
I heard the lock click. The room we entered, felt stuffy, the dusty air closing it on me, and wasn't meant to fit two people. Lysander walked slowly, swerving me away from a few things and warning me with outbursts like "don't touch the wall! That's the fire alarm!" or "there's a spider web there" and even "I don't know what that is to your left, Skylar, but I suggest you don't touch it if you want your hand smelling for the rest of the week". Of course, I really had no idea what he was talking about with me being completely blind, but I trusted him and kept my free hand to myself. Finally, Lysander swerved me sharply to one side, making me stumble clumsily over my own two feet and cursing as I went down. But of course, he was right there to catch me as I fell through what I guessed was a door.
The night air was back, making my hands shiver with the rest of my body. Lysander's touch left mine as his footsteps rounded and went behind me. Ever so slowly, he undid the knot of the scarf over my eyes and let it fall to my neck to keep me warm. But at that moment, my body heat was the least of my concerns.
I knew this place, though I had only been here once. We were on a space, with a balcony-height ledge overlooking the courtyard and leading down the fire escape. Around me, I was surrounded by flowerbeds and pots containing different kinds; roses, lilies, tulips, and of course, a mix of my favorite; white and pink carnations. A soft glow delicately filled the room by the lights hung over the ledge, reaching up to outline the ceiling. The mix of scents was sweet, and reminded me of a distant memory of home. The exotic assortment was gorgeous, with the flower's exquisite shapes and spectrum of colors. In the center, there was a plan red rug that seemed to perfectly tone down and balance out the whole space.
"You…did all this?" I gasped, forgetting to even inhale as I stepped back with pure shock.
"I had a little help from Jade." Lysander said softly, his hand finding mine again as I took little steps to admire everything. "I needed help for it to be perfect without you noticing where I was running off to all the time."
"Lys, it is perfect." I sighed with content and amazement. "Who knew I'd find such a romantic?"
"I did." Lysander admitted shyly, "I would dream of doing all of this for that someone. It's a wonder to finally have that person to give everything to."
I sucked in a shaky breath as I felt something deep in my chest rush through me.
"That being said," He continued, "I realized that when I kissed you and told you how I felt, it wasn't enough. Because you're Skylar Whitman, my best friend, and now, so much more, and you deserve better than just words or just a kiss. You deserve better than me, but I can't find myself to let you go. So I just have to ask you officially, Skylar, will you be my girlfriend?"
My heart caught in my throat, but I swallowed it down. I reached for both of Lysander's hands and locked our fingers and our mismatched gazes.
"Yes, Lysander." I said. "I would love to."
Slowly, the corners of his lips skewed into a breathtaking smile, coaxing me into one too. He exhaled a nervous breath and looked at me with a look of relief and gratitude.
"Thank God," he said. "I don't know what I would have done if you said no."
Then he stepped closer and pulled me in, our mouths colliding gracefully into one. I kissed him with everything I felt, with him meeting me with the same intense passion. It was barely controllable, and so strong it shook my bones, how I needed him, and wanted him, and just loved him. I felt embarrassed and excited and happy and just so grateful all at once. The emotions ran through me like a tsunami, washing out everything inside and leaving me flooded with it. I didn't expect any of this, and so soon too. Riley had left me scared and guarded, but here I was, being broken open. God knows why I couldn't be home anymore, why I had to leave California, and why I had to be here. And I was suddenly thankful, for everything that's happened to me; from my parents parting ways, to Riley crushing me into pieces until I couldn't find be the same when put together, until moving here to Wesgrove, to start a whole new life without Mason to lean onto. I left everything I had, from my family, to all my adventures and crazy life with my best friends, just to finally find this. This thing I was sure didn't exist. Love.
Before I knew it, my eyes had started to brim with tears. And though I had hoped Lysander wouldn't notice, of course, he never failed to.
"Skye, what…what's wrong?" He asked with gentle eyes, his thumbs wiping away the salty drops. "Did I do anything to…"
"Yes." I laughed through my tears as he stroked my short hair. "You had to go and make me love you, huh?"
"Oh." Lysander said with relief once more. "That's what I did."
"I can't believe you." I laughed again, burying my face in the crook of his neck. He smelled intoxicating. He only pulled me closer, one hand on the back of my head while the other held me firmly by the hip. "You're way too perfect."
"You're way too enthralling."
"You're enchanting. And unreal."
"What I feel for you is unreal, Skylar." Lysander whispered, pressing his lips to my forehead.
"I feel the exact same way." I replied.
And slowly Lysander started to hum a slow song, moving me to the rhythm in his arms. Even without using his voice, he was mesmerizing. I lost myself in his voice once more, until he spoke up again.
"I didn't have to read it." Lysander said. "A while ago. I just read it because I didn't want to seem odd that I memorized it. Unintentionally, though, I mean I kept reading it, and then I found myself in love with it too."
I pulled my head back and met his eyes. "Lys, what are you talking about?"
"Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe." He said. "I knew you love it so much. And I was going to recite it to you, but I figured that would be weird, because a few days ago, I only knew the first stanza."
"It's not weird at all." I said. "That's adorable. And that means you can say it now."
"Only if you fill the parts I forget." Lysander said.
"Of course I will." I replied. And so Lysander did.
"It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.'"
Lysander paused and squinted his eyes as if it would help him remember the next line. So instead, I started.
"I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;"
And he continued the whole thing by himself, his eyes not leaving mine as he spoke with his tender voice.
"But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
"
When he was done, I was beaming at him, my eyes threatening to spill tears again.
I swallowed it back, "They loved with a love that was more than love, Lys." I said softly.
"Yes, him and his Annabel Lee." Lysander replied, his eyes glassing over. "I can't believe I've finally found mine."
A/N: And that's a wrap up for the thirteenth chapter! Yay! The review box is waiting go go go go go!
Review answering time! My favorite!
1. Givala - Can I just say... I LOVE YOUR LONG REVIEWS. Honestly, it's so fun reading them because you have so much to say! Thank you so much, without you guys, I would never have reached a hundred reviews! I totally get you, I mean Skye and Castiel. And they're my characters...but it totally hurts to see them not all over each other yet! (But there's a time and chapter for everything ;) Haha! One day, I promise you! Though this is a rated T fic, I think I'll be forced to make a separate oneshot just to see them cave into each other and definitely for mature eyes only ahem ahem ;) I would die for a kiss from one of the boys. I pretty much wouldn't care, they're both so..wow! Yes...for now, Lysander needs the girl! Because he almost always never gets them at first, and always comes after Castiel! Which I totally don't understand why everyone does that to the poor baby :( Hoho I would love to spoil you on Castiel and Skye, but I can't! You'll just have to wait and see! Hey but I'm glad to know you'll be reading any future stories to come! Thank you so much Givala! Stay updated!
2. zooeeyybluuey - I put it at the start of the chapter that I'm taking it on! Woohoo wish me luck!
3. castiel kitten - ...the idea is so tempting... I WILL GIVE IN JUST THIS ONCE!
4. Smartie184 - askdfsdhfasdf I WANT MY OWN CASTIEL
5. cookiemonster222 - You're welcome for everything! I just hope you enjoy reading this as much as I love writing it!
6. AliceXxX - Yay thank you for reading! I hope I have you hooked too! I know, I know I've been meaning to read Only We Know because I absolutely love ExactlyAmanda's What You Do To Me, but I've been short of time managing all these stories at once! I know I will soon though!
7. GravitationZERO-001 - I totally love them together too! Ahh I don't even know anymore, it's so hard writing about it! I almost just want to sit back and read and wait for things to just happen, but nah, I have to write and make it all happen, so stay tuned! Thanks for all the reviews!
8. owldistraction - Dude my affinity was totally in the negatives with Castiel too! Thankfully, I pulled it up, but he was really hard to break! Oh man but -100...wow. Ouch. Yes, I know exactly how you feel! I was totally like, Okay that's it... Castiel and my candy are PERFECT. Then in comes Lysander with his bad ass tattoo and cool eyes... and now I'm brutally torn. Aw thank you! Though my love life never really works out as well as Skye's is, obviously, I try my best to really feel it, you know? So thank you for appreciating my writing though yes, I have to face it, it's totally inexperienced! I'm so fickle about who she ends up with... but hoho I see you like Lys, huh? Well, before I end the story with whoever she ends up with, I'll make sure you get Lys + Skye moments to last a life time! Thanks so much for reading both my stories! And I totally get you there. Music really inspires pretty much everything, and on top of that, some old author's like Edgar Allan Poe do the trick!
9. BrutalBite - Oooo I wish i could give them two endings, because that's definitely how torn I am! But sadly, I have to settle for one as much as it hurts :( I love Castiel! Gahhh it kills me that he has a really amazing best friend with those mismatched eyes and silver hair...wow
10. IfYouLoveMe - Mixed emotions is exactly what's running through me right now too! Aw I'm flattered you like how I did the couple! Oh if only I could find a love like that... (this guy I like totally liked me then went back to his ex so it hurts) and Skye and Cas... GAH it's an immense pleasure to write about them! Every time they share a room its like BOOM, tension everywhere. Yayyy! I love that you love Castiel! Because I really love him too! (then again there's his mesmerizing best friend on the side dating the main character already...) Okay, I know this chapter didn't contain any Castiel moments, but I hope (until the next chapter) that it was good enough even without the redhead and Skye together!
(Guest) - I totally agree! Cas needs more moments, but that'll definitely have to wait until the next chapter!
11. Lazy Hero - Wouldn't that just be GORGEOUS to see with your own eyes?! Castiel? Shirtless? I'd die. Yes, it is totally hard for me to make sure she ends up with one of them while not disappointing everyone (from the looks of it, there's a good chunk of you guys torn between the two guys and now I don't know what to do!) Thank you thank you thank you so much, I can't believe you like how I write! Just...THANK YOU. *sigh* if only Lysander was actually a real person...it hurts knowing its not even remotely possible to ever meet one just like him!
12. luvu11 - Woohoo you're back! Don't worry, no rush in reviewing! I'm glad you left one this time! If you thought the last chapter was cute, this one was pretty loaded with fluff (or so I hoped), so thank you! Ahh I don't mean to make you all torn over the boys but trust me, I am too :( Thank you for the long review! Honestly I love getting them!
13. SeaCatt - THANK YOU! I know, honestly I can't believe it myself! It makes me feel all warmed up inside knowing people really do read this story, you included! Thank you again for all your supportive reviews, and for calling my writing stunning. Without all you guys reviewing, I would be no where with this story... That just makes my whole day, you know? But yes, I'm still working to get better at it every single day, and I hope in the future, I'll get somewhere with it! Boot camp, eh? How'd that go? Honestly I want a Leigh in my life for some comic relief sometimes :( I totally don't know who I'm going to make Skye end up with either... But with the looks of everyones reviews, I've been causing some pain already! I almost feel guilty about it too! Haha You're more than welcome for the chapter and thank you again SeaCatt :) - Nikki (my name? lovely? really? aww well I wouldn't mind you leaving yours either!)
14. GravitationZERO-001 -LYSANDER 4EVER...AND CASTIEL TOO
15. Ilys47 - Yay! My Castiel really seems like a Castiel! Yay! I really sometimes can't read some fics when the characters are just...not themselves, you know? But yay yayayayayay! I'm so glad that I didn't fail at portraying the gorgeous redhead over here ;) Oh man, I have dreams of riding his motorcycle all the time...so I totally get you. But don't worry, Mason will come in sooner or later! Just stay updated, love!
16. And You Wonder Why I Do This - I know how you feel ugh I mean do I need a therapist or something because I'm falling in love with a game character help me :( And I feel kinda bad for Castiel too but hey, that's life! I love Rosa and Leigh I think they're just...aww