Underground by ElvenEmz
No one can blame you
For walking away.
Too much rejection.
No love injection.
Life can't be easy.
It's not always swell.
Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl,
'Cause it hurts like hell,
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true.
Down in the underground;
A land serene;
A crystal moon.
Ah..
It's only forever.
Not long at all.
Lost and lonely.
That's underground.
Underground.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here.
Heard about a place today.
I, I'm underground.
Nothing ever hurts again.
Heard about a place today.
Daddy, get me out of here
Where nothing ever hurts again.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
I, I'm underground.
Sister, sister, please take me down.
I, I'm underground.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here.
No one can blame you
For walking away.
Too much rejection.
No love injection.
Down in the underground
You'll find someone true.
Down in the underground;
A land serene;
A crystal moon.
Ah..
It's only..
It's only forever.
It's not long at all.
Lost and lonely.
That's underground.
Underground.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here.
Heard about a place today.
Nothing never hurts again.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here.
I'm, I'm underground.
Sister, sister, please take me down.
I'm, I'm underground.
Daddy, daddy, get me out.
Wanna live underground.
Wanna live underground.
Wanna live underground.
Wanna live underground.
Wanna live underground.
Wanna live underground.
Wanna live underground.
Wanna live underground.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here.
I'm, I'm underground.
Sister, sister please take me down.
I, I'm underground.
I, I'm underground.
I, I'm underground.
Daddy, daddy, get me..
Daddy, daddy, get me..
Wanna live underground..
Sister, sister, take me down.
David Bowie - Underground
Chapter One.
Trapped, yet again, I'm trapped. A prisoner in my own "home". In fact it's not a home, it's a house, a house that I unfortunatley inhabit.
"Okay Ella, me and daddy are leaving now, don't leave the house okay?" shouted my mother.
I contemplated telling them were to get off but that would get me in more trouble. I am 19 years old for crying out loud. Daddy? Mummy? What the f.uck was that all about? Do I look like I'm four f.ucking years old?! NO! I DIDN'T THINK SO!
"Okay mother, bye, have a lovely time" I said sarcastically but my mother was too dumb to notice.
I heard the slam of the door. Finally. I'm free. Free but trapped. Jesus. They are gonna be out all not. So why the hell do I have to stay in? Well screw them. I'm gonna rebel. I'm going out.
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You really can't beat the Port Royal nightlife. Sarcasm. Here I am. Wandering around the streets like a damsel in distress. Luckily I havn't been kidnaped yet. Ah. A pub. I walked up to the doors of 'The Punch and Judy' and staggered in. I really can't walk in these heels.
The pub was alive with drunken men and...pirates! Great. That's all I need. Some dirty smelly rotten pirate harrasing me. I looked down at what I was wearing, I looked like a hooker. I was wearing my favourite blood red dress that my parents thought I had thrown out because they said it made me look like a slut. I admit it did show off a lot of leg and my breasts were almost spilling out but who cares, it makes me look slim and what's wrong with showing off your body? On my feet I had my black stiletto lace up boots that came up to my knees. My parents hated them aswell but I refused to throw them away. My long black hair was down and I had borrowed some of my mums make-up, she had a black sort of oily thing that you used on your eyelashes to make them longer, I loved it. I'd also piled on a load of red lipstick. I looked like a hooker. I mean I really did look like a hooker.
I walked to the bar and sat on a stool. Then I leaned over the bar, giving the barman an eyeful of my clevage. I'm feeling playful, I'd like some attention from a gorgeous dark stranger. But that'll never happen. That would NEVER happen! Right? Right?!
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