fear
By blondie
cdiminyatz@hotmail.com
*I know I haven't written in like a few weeks and u guys r getting ready to wring my neck but I gotta come up with whatever shit I type out and say is a chapter. I own nothing. I don't even know when or how I will end this. (sigh) oh well*
*this kinda borders the PG-13/R rating cause of the song lyrics. Just shield your eyes and tell your mommy that the school counselor says that she has too much control over you and it may cause you to act out irrationally.
Clark's p.o.v.
I'm surprised I even heard the phone ringing. I had been day dreaming ever since Lana had come over and asked me out.
Then she kissed me.
I was trying to remember everything about it; how she felt against me, how she smelled, even what I saw with my eyes closed as we kissed. That was when I heard the phone ring.
Each ring seemed like a pleading whine.
"Hello"
"Clark?" the voice was recognized after a few seconds.but not how I remembered it. Now it sounded frantic and worried.
"Mrs. Sullivan? What's wrong? Is it Chloe?!"
My thoughts before of Lana had now been replaced with flashes of Chloe. All of my memories of her scrambled into a few seconds of years.
Mrs. Sullivan just burst into tears.
"I'll be right there."
******
1 Chloe's p.o.v
I woke up with my head leaning against the pickup window. Something dark and cloth was tied around my eyes. My hands were tied together behind my back with a scratchy, thick rope. Although I couldn't feel it through my boots, I knew my feet were facing the same fate.
I smelt the air, only to inhale the slightest hint of Whitney's cologne. I could hear a rock coming from the radio.
miss jones taught me English
but i think i just shot her son
'cause he owed me money
with a bullet in the chest you cannot run
now he's bleeding in a vacant lot
the one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
i guess i didn't mean it
but man, you should've seen it,
his flesh explode
The words shocked me and I wondered what kind of person Whitney really was. I got where he was coming from, in a way.but I had no idea how far he was willing to take it.
slow motion, see me let go
we tend to die young
slow motion, see me let go
what a brother knows
slow motion, see me let go
now the cops will get me
but girl, if you would let me,
ill take your pants off
i've got a little bit of blow we could both get off
later bathing in the afterglow
two lines of coke i'd cut with drain-o
and her nose starts to bleed a most beautiful ruby red
I remembered the movie he had mentioned earlier.
That was my biggest fear right then. If I could die before hand, I would. I if couldn't, hopefully he would kill me afterwards.
slow motion, see me let go
we'll remember these days
slow motion, see me let go
urban life decay
slow motion, see me let go
and i know, my sister's eating paint chips again
maybe that's why she's insane
i shut the door to her moaning
and i shoot smack in my veins
(and wouldn't you?)
see my neighbor's beating his wife
because he hates his life
there's an arc to his fist as he swings
oh man, what a beautiful thing
I knew it was best to pretend to be asleep and not to move. I tried to concentrate on what was going on around me, but not let it affect me.
and death lies close to me
wont grow old to be
a junkie whine-o creep
hollywood glamorized my wrath
i'm the young urban psychopath
i incite murder for your entertainment
'cause i needed the money
what's your excuse
the jokes on you
Suddenly I felt my arm being pulled. While still driving, Whitney managed to get my sleeve up around my bicep with one hand. I felt a sharp prick in my vein, then a thick liquid forced into my bloodstream.
slow motion, see me let go (oh yeah)
slow motion, see me let go
slow motion, see me let go
My mind slipped away from my body as my thoughts and dreams blurred with reality. My mind saw things better than my eyes as everything swirled into a big pool of color and sound.
The only thing that I could point out was a quick sight of Clark and Lana together, laughing at me.
*~*~*~* Author's note: I know this was short and yeah I said "no more song lyrics" (third eye blind-slow motion) But I am bored and pulling a freaking BLANK!! HELP ME!!
*takes a deep breath*
it was just gonna be one little story.but no.I had to act all cool and try to make some big thing out of it.ok reviews are welcome, but SUGGESTIONS are DESIRED. Thanks.
p.s. I know this sucks but I have finals next week and I have a Ceramics project and EIGHTTEEN PAGE Biology review.
By blondie
cdiminyatz@hotmail.com
*I know I haven't written in like a few weeks and u guys r getting ready to wring my neck but I gotta come up with whatever shit I type out and say is a chapter. I own nothing. I don't even know when or how I will end this. (sigh) oh well*
*this kinda borders the PG-13/R rating cause of the song lyrics. Just shield your eyes and tell your mommy that the school counselor says that she has too much control over you and it may cause you to act out irrationally.
Clark's p.o.v.
I'm surprised I even heard the phone ringing. I had been day dreaming ever since Lana had come over and asked me out.
Then she kissed me.
I was trying to remember everything about it; how she felt against me, how she smelled, even what I saw with my eyes closed as we kissed. That was when I heard the phone ring.
Each ring seemed like a pleading whine.
"Hello"
"Clark?" the voice was recognized after a few seconds.but not how I remembered it. Now it sounded frantic and worried.
"Mrs. Sullivan? What's wrong? Is it Chloe?!"
My thoughts before of Lana had now been replaced with flashes of Chloe. All of my memories of her scrambled into a few seconds of years.
Mrs. Sullivan just burst into tears.
"I'll be right there."
******
1 Chloe's p.o.v
I woke up with my head leaning against the pickup window. Something dark and cloth was tied around my eyes. My hands were tied together behind my back with a scratchy, thick rope. Although I couldn't feel it through my boots, I knew my feet were facing the same fate.
I smelt the air, only to inhale the slightest hint of Whitney's cologne. I could hear a rock coming from the radio.
miss jones taught me English
but i think i just shot her son
'cause he owed me money
with a bullet in the chest you cannot run
now he's bleeding in a vacant lot
the one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
i guess i didn't mean it
but man, you should've seen it,
his flesh explode
The words shocked me and I wondered what kind of person Whitney really was. I got where he was coming from, in a way.but I had no idea how far he was willing to take it.
slow motion, see me let go
we tend to die young
slow motion, see me let go
what a brother knows
slow motion, see me let go
now the cops will get me
but girl, if you would let me,
ill take your pants off
i've got a little bit of blow we could both get off
later bathing in the afterglow
two lines of coke i'd cut with drain-o
and her nose starts to bleed a most beautiful ruby red
I remembered the movie he had mentioned earlier.
That was my biggest fear right then. If I could die before hand, I would. I if couldn't, hopefully he would kill me afterwards.
slow motion, see me let go
we'll remember these days
slow motion, see me let go
urban life decay
slow motion, see me let go
and i know, my sister's eating paint chips again
maybe that's why she's insane
i shut the door to her moaning
and i shoot smack in my veins
(and wouldn't you?)
see my neighbor's beating his wife
because he hates his life
there's an arc to his fist as he swings
oh man, what a beautiful thing
I knew it was best to pretend to be asleep and not to move. I tried to concentrate on what was going on around me, but not let it affect me.
and death lies close to me
wont grow old to be
a junkie whine-o creep
hollywood glamorized my wrath
i'm the young urban psychopath
i incite murder for your entertainment
'cause i needed the money
what's your excuse
the jokes on you
Suddenly I felt my arm being pulled. While still driving, Whitney managed to get my sleeve up around my bicep with one hand. I felt a sharp prick in my vein, then a thick liquid forced into my bloodstream.
slow motion, see me let go (oh yeah)
slow motion, see me let go
slow motion, see me let go
My mind slipped away from my body as my thoughts and dreams blurred with reality. My mind saw things better than my eyes as everything swirled into a big pool of color and sound.
The only thing that I could point out was a quick sight of Clark and Lana together, laughing at me.
*~*~*~* Author's note: I know this was short and yeah I said "no more song lyrics" (third eye blind-slow motion) But I am bored and pulling a freaking BLANK!! HELP ME!!
*takes a deep breath*
it was just gonna be one little story.but no.I had to act all cool and try to make some big thing out of it.ok reviews are welcome, but SUGGESTIONS are DESIRED. Thanks.
p.s. I know this sucks but I have finals next week and I have a Ceramics project and EIGHTTEEN PAGE Biology review.