And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest thing to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
when everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am.
--Iris by Goo Goo Dolls
Yeah, and again.
I own zilch cept 4 my nameless OC
Last chap you found out stuff about my OC-who is still nameless. I will think of a name soon.
~*~*Facing Fate*~*~
~*Chapter 2: When home starts calling*~
She lied down on her bed, the same she had done for many years. It had been several years since she had been returned home, to have that fateful thing occur and come back, and she had slowly noticed something trying to take her back, but she had ignored it. She fiddled with the chain on her neck. Her friends at school, all guys-somehow she got along better with them-had asked her where she got it from. That she replied with the lie "I found it". She had no problem with lying, for this reality-world, dimension, universe, whatever it was-was exactly that.
Bored, she turned on the radio. Boring! She turned over on her bed with her head stuffed in the pillows. Thoughts of different things came racing through her head. Homework, school, popular bitches being bitches (so true, ain't it?), books, TV, music, internet, computers, clothes, Playstation, Xbox, game cube, friends, family, home… minutes later, she fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes, she was standing in her best friends chamber. She was her old self, pale blonde hair and blue eyes returning to her. Her ears now pointed and now taller, bringing back her elvish features.
"Tula quenla, Huiselde." He said, trying to convince her. [Come home, Huiselde]
"N'ume! Amin n'nauva!" She argued [No! I won't!]
"Amin anto lle sinome" [I need you here]
"Mankoi?" [Why?]
"The One is found again."
"How is that my problem? I left that world and its problems long ago."
"Lle caela an entulesse rato" [You have to return soon]
"Mankoi?" [Why?]
"Because you can't keep running, sooner or later you will need to face fate."
"N'ume! [No] I won't! Nothing, not anyone or anything can make me! I do not want to!"
"But you already are here!"
"N'ume, [No] I'm not, this is a dream, and even if I am here, its not me, but the past me, the one I was when I left, not the one I am in… at home."
"But this is your home, and something you cannot leave"
"But I have!"
"You can take the girl at of the world, but you can't take the world out of the girl"
"I have!"
"Then why do you still remember me? Why do you still know the language?"
Without saying anything more, she just pinched herself, forcing her to wake up.
She didn't know how long she had been there for she just knew that's home was calling, and she would have to go. But how was she going to face her past. Just going back would change everything. If she were found, she would be sent back here, or somewhere else… There were also worse consequences, death being one… She shook away the thought and turned on the TV.
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