Dyslexia: Meep. -_-
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CRACK!
The trembling brunette fell to the floor in a heap, tears of crimson flowing down his cheeks as he let out a small sob as his attack picked him back up and rammed his body harshly into the pale cream colored wall, making the already large dent large, the wall creaking under the boys weight. He coughed and sputtered as the wind was knocked out of him as he slumped down into a crumpled heap again, in the blood stained carpet. Slowly, as if taunting him, the darkness took over which left his attacker to give him a well aimed kick before storming out the door, screaming obsinities about the crumpled brunette.
center I
~As he came into the window
Was a sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She was sitting at the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down
It was her doom~ /center /I
Sora sighed heavily as his breathing slowly returned to it's normal pace, his 'lover' was gone, possibly out getting drunk or laid by dirty smoking women. It really didn't matter. But what did matter what that… thing wasn't here. And that was the good thing. Everything was alright without that beast but when it came, everything fell to hell. Slowly the boy lugged himself up, crying out as the recently inflicted wounds screamed with his movements. He coughed up the blood he was holding back and stared down at it, cupped in his small, lithe, pale hand. He wiped the blood on the carpet, adding more bloodstains to it. Hissing again he slowly stood, stretching as far as his aching limbs would go before breaking.
center I
~Annie, are you Okay
Will you tell us that you're Okay
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom~
/center I
Carefully he slid into the tub, and scrambled for the knob, he flicked it on and without checking the temperature he pulled the shower on and shuddered violently as the stinging hot water lashed at his beaten skin, forcing it into submission; just as his 'lover' had done to him. Fresh crimson tears ran down his red cheeks, he was sick of crying, sick of being a 'plaything' sick of being what that monster wanted him to be; a worthless slave. He coughed and shivered. He was probably sick thanks to that bastard, but his 'lover' couldn't care. Sora could die and rot in hell and that bitch wouldn't give a damn. It would just find another poor person to beat into submission, and please him. He sighed, as he did his chest heaved showing his poor heath to the beige tub.
"Ugh…" Sora stayed under the hot, painfully hot, spray on all fours for what seemed hours but was only minutes until he finally rose and took a bar of soap and rubbed his legs, opening new wounds and a fresh stream of crimson blood flowed down the drain, taking the brunette's life with it.
center I
So they came into the out way
It was Sunday
What a black day
I could feel your salutation
Sounding heartbeats
Intimidations
/center /I
He stepped out of the shower, turning the facet off and pulled a white towel around his nudeness. He shook his head, beads of water falling from his coppery-brown hair, caking the floor in water. Heaving another sigh he turned off the lights and shut the door behind him before he headed into his own room.
center I
Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom
/center /I
His 'room' was naught but the actic, full of worthless items. At the thought of 'worthless items' he chuckled low and darkly. He /WAS/ a 'worthless item' well, to Riku-chan he was. Shrugging he pulled open his breaue, and pulled on a pair of faded blue jeans that fell well past his ankles and dragged on the floor. Over his bare chest he brought on a crimson red tee-shirt which covered most of his brusies. But now the ones on his lower arms, or the cut marks scaling them. He sighed for the fifth billionth time that day as he wrapped a long white band-aid over his arms, the wrapping worked all the way up past his elbow, almost meeting the edge of his red shirt. He slipped on a pair of white sneckers and trudged out the door, hopefully; not to run into his 'koi'.
center I
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
/center /I
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Dyslexia: … Yeah. Review. Whatever.. Pfft.
Chibi Cloud: Damn… That was depressing, Dys.
Dyslexia: Fuck you Cloud.
Chibi Sephiroth: …Damn. C'mon Cloud; let's beat it before she decides to kill us too.
|~*~|Disclaimer|~*~|
I do not own Smooth Criminal by Alien Ant Farm/Michael Jackson
Nor do I own Kingdom Hearts; Sora, Riku, Kairi, Tidus, Wakka, Selphie, Etc. etc.
If I did… Riku would be abused a lot and Sora wouldn't wear anything but boxers and be very Angsty.
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CRACK!
The trembling brunette fell to the floor in a heap, tears of crimson flowing down his cheeks as he let out a small sob as his attack picked him back up and rammed his body harshly into the pale cream colored wall, making the already large dent large, the wall creaking under the boys weight. He coughed and sputtered as the wind was knocked out of him as he slumped down into a crumpled heap again, in the blood stained carpet. Slowly, as if taunting him, the darkness took over which left his attacker to give him a well aimed kick before storming out the door, screaming obsinities about the crumpled brunette.
center I
~As he came into the window
Was a sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She was sitting at the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down
It was her doom~ /center /I
Sora sighed heavily as his breathing slowly returned to it's normal pace, his 'lover' was gone, possibly out getting drunk or laid by dirty smoking women. It really didn't matter. But what did matter what that… thing wasn't here. And that was the good thing. Everything was alright without that beast but when it came, everything fell to hell. Slowly the boy lugged himself up, crying out as the recently inflicted wounds screamed with his movements. He coughed up the blood he was holding back and stared down at it, cupped in his small, lithe, pale hand. He wiped the blood on the carpet, adding more bloodstains to it. Hissing again he slowly stood, stretching as far as his aching limbs would go before breaking.
center I
~Annie, are you Okay
Will you tell us that you're Okay
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom~
/center I
Carefully he slid into the tub, and scrambled for the knob, he flicked it on and without checking the temperature he pulled the shower on and shuddered violently as the stinging hot water lashed at his beaten skin, forcing it into submission; just as his 'lover' had done to him. Fresh crimson tears ran down his red cheeks, he was sick of crying, sick of being a 'plaything' sick of being what that monster wanted him to be; a worthless slave. He coughed and shivered. He was probably sick thanks to that bastard, but his 'lover' couldn't care. Sora could die and rot in hell and that bitch wouldn't give a damn. It would just find another poor person to beat into submission, and please him. He sighed, as he did his chest heaved showing his poor heath to the beige tub.
"Ugh…" Sora stayed under the hot, painfully hot, spray on all fours for what seemed hours but was only minutes until he finally rose and took a bar of soap and rubbed his legs, opening new wounds and a fresh stream of crimson blood flowed down the drain, taking the brunette's life with it.
center I
So they came into the out way
It was Sunday
What a black day
I could feel your salutation
Sounding heartbeats
Intimidations
/center /I
He stepped out of the shower, turning the facet off and pulled a white towel around his nudeness. He shook his head, beads of water falling from his coppery-brown hair, caking the floor in water. Heaving another sigh he turned off the lights and shut the door behind him before he headed into his own room.
center I
Annie, are you OK
Will you tell us that you're OK
There's a sign at the window
That he struck you
A crescendo, Annie
He came into your apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
Then you ran into the bedroom
You were struck down
It was your doom
/center /I
His 'room' was naught but the actic, full of worthless items. At the thought of 'worthless items' he chuckled low and darkly. He /WAS/ a 'worthless item' well, to Riku-chan he was. Shrugging he pulled open his breaue, and pulled on a pair of faded blue jeans that fell well past his ankles and dragged on the floor. Over his bare chest he brought on a crimson red tee-shirt which covered most of his brusies. But now the ones on his lower arms, or the cut marks scaling them. He sighed for the fifth billionth time that day as he wrapped a long white band-aid over his arms, the wrapping worked all the way up past his elbow, almost meeting the edge of his red shirt. He slipped on a pair of white sneckers and trudged out the door, hopefully; not to run into his 'koi'.
center I
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
Annie, are you Okay
You Okay
Are you Okay, Annie
/center /I
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Dyslexia: … Yeah. Review. Whatever.. Pfft.
Chibi Cloud: Damn… That was depressing, Dys.
Dyslexia: Fuck you Cloud.
Chibi Sephiroth: …Damn. C'mon Cloud; let's beat it before she decides to kill us too.
|~*~|Disclaimer|~*~|
I do not own Smooth Criminal by Alien Ant Farm/Michael Jackson
Nor do I own Kingdom Hearts; Sora, Riku, Kairi, Tidus, Wakka, Selphie, Etc. etc.
If I did… Riku would be abused a lot and Sora wouldn't wear anything but boxers and be very Angsty.