Disclaimer : I don't own Inuyasha.... Or Twiztid's "Renditions Of Reality"
TJ : Im sorry, Please don't throw shit at me! THERE WILL BE NO LEMON RIGHT NOW! (Im ducking as i type.) To my reviews who wanted a lemon, Im sorry. I don't feel like it would be good at this point of my fic. I love meh reviewers! KEEP THE REVIEWS COMING!!!!
"Talking"
'Thinking'
(Lyrics)
(When you slip into reality
Hoes wanna straddle me
Playa haters wanna battle me
But I shed em all like calories
Prophecy preacher
Lend your ear and I'll reach ya
And if your willing to be taught I'ma teach ya
I'm not a people person
Truth is I can't stand too many people
So many fake the funk and perpetrate and call me evil
But evil is a harsh word. )
I was on his bed... He was asleep. We had fucked in his shower, his living room.. The kitchen.. And his bed.. Everywhere dammit. I feel so dirty. Am I just an easy fuck for him?
I got dressed and left. I had to get home, or somewhere. I knew I wouldn't see him tonight again. I'll get a call, seeing if Im ok, and how I got home. All that shit... But right now, I couldn't stand to be near him. I hate the way my body reacts to his touch. Gr! DAMN!
(Tell the mockingbird that I said it
A man of my word I won't regret it
If I let it get to me like it get to them I'm no better.
The same message over and over with different sender
Playa hatin is an art of a scandalous and shabby person
Some do it oh so well
I'll be damned if they don't rehearse it.
Disperse it to people like me and you everyday
And they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away
And now I pray for an end to the madness
No more sadness shall fall to my people)
"What am I doing?" I asked myself. I looked in my mirror. The girl in the mirror didn't look like me at all. Drug hazed eyes, tired, angry... Everything I tried not to be, I've become. I feel like shit. Im getting headaches and shakes... Time to pop my sleeping pills...
I woke up a four, when I heard my phone ring.
"Hello?" I asked sleepily.
"So I wore you out, huh?" I heard Inuyasha's cocky voice.
"Fuck, if anyone was wore out, it was you!" I laughed.
"It was the drugs man."
"Yea."
"So... How are you doing?" He asked in a caring voice.
"Well, Im good... I guess. How bout you?" I replied.
"Im good."
(That preside to be the baddest
And all that they do and say
But overshadowed by a cloud turnin night to day
It's so tremendous that you couldn't even walk away
If you chose to
You even supposed to watch the ones you close too
Now that's insane
Tell me will it change
I'm confused, not a thing to lose
This shit is far from positive
And saddens like the booze
Payin dues ain't the only part of duties
That bestowed-to the chosen
Spittin lyrics in the microphone
And dodgin playa haters till my temple hit the ceiling
And this how they got a nigga feeling
I done fell into reality )
We sat there. Not talking. Uncomfortable silence.
"Um. I gotta go." I said, trying not to care.
"Ok, bye." CLICK. He hung up. What an asshole... I sat there, tears in my eyes. I looked at a familiar number, and dialed.
"Hey Sango." I said softly.
"Hey girl! What's crackin'?!" I laughed at her choice of words. Sango could always make me feel better.
"I just talked to Yasha." She was quite. She always hated him. From the very first time she saw him, until now. She knew he made me cry.
"Why? Is there any point in talking to a guy that always hurts you?! Kagome, I don't me to yell... Im just worried." She sighed. I couldn't help it then, I broke down.
"Im sorry Sango. Im fucked up! Why can't I stop going back to him?! What's wrong with my brain?!" I sobbed.
"Kagome, don't cry. Please, I don't wanna hear you sad." Sango said.
(My renditions of reality
Call it bad or good
wrong or right
Believe in me
Believe in me and I'll believe in you
One day it's gonna hit me like a ton of bricks
I'm feeling so sick, one of my dawgs passed and shit
I'm feelin like killin em all
But what's that solve?
He still gonna be dead in the morning, why take the fall?
Inside I be so mad I'm finna burst
Instead of a Chevys
My homie's rollin in the back of a hearse.
You know it's worse
It's too hard to cope with some days
Murderous ways leavin me sick and in a daze
Comatose, completely tore up
Nerves be so bad I wanna throw up
I'm bout to blow up
In a rage
I need to talk, nobody wanna listen
On the corner, murder mindstate condition
Overload
Pull the trigger)
"Can you come over here?" I asked.
"Yea. I'll bring my good weed." She said, then hung up. I sighed. How could I do this to myself? Time and time again. I gave him my heart, and it's been trampled on by him. I should know by now that he doesn't love me.
Twenty minutes later, Sango was banging on the front door.
"Hey! We are gonna get soooooooooooooooooooooooooo stoned!" She smiled. She hugged me and sighed.
"I know you love him, But you'll get over him someday." She said with a sad smile.
"Ya know.. Sometimes, I wish I could glue my eyes shut. But then I couldn't see my cigarettes and I'd be fucked." I said, jokingly.
"There's my funny girl. Think of it this way, he'll soon realize that he lost a real beauty. And not just beauty in looks.. beauty as in great personality and fun to be around." Sango was never really good with forming sentences.
"I remember that night when he cheated on me. He got on his knees, crying... begging me to take his ass back." I said.
(Stress got the best of suicide
Pour out some liquor
Another grave digga gets paid
Digging a grave for senseless ways .
Keep to ourself and stay paid
All of my dawgs can't die,
I visit the sky and reminisce when I'm high
I'm never gonna lie I got love for my peoples
Dead or Alive
Or we can smoke out in the ride in my memory
Yeah
Reality is just a fragment
A fragment of our souls
My eyes are closed
My head is spinnin
My head is spinnin
I don't know.
This is a musical masterpiece dedicated to down rydas
Keep it in your clique, fuck the Outsiders
People hatin' on everything and everything's the same
Everybody is a player and life is a silly game
It's a damn shame daddy died eleven years today.
I wonder if he know I'm doin' straight
Could you tell him something
If you see my pops before I do
Let him know that he's remembered by my crew
And everyday in my mind, any place, any time
Lookin in the sky for the seventh sign )
"Sango. I gave him the best of me. So.... Can you tell me why Im STILL not good enough?" I broke down sobbing again.
"Shhh.. Kagome, baby. It's okay." She said softly, rocking me back and forth. "He doesn't deserve a girl like you."
She started to sing one of my favorite Twiztid songs. (A/N: it's the last verse to the song)
"I walk around, nobody knows what I do
Sealing fates and date rapes
As my body transcends through this portal of life
Smokin blunts, wrongin my rights
I live for the night
Because I melt in the light
Completely out of sight
For facts so unknown
So grotesque never stated on microphones
So alone in this fucked up world, it sucks dick
Everybody got a problem with somethin
Well you can bet
I'll be the last one
More like the last dragon of sorts
To ever let this world contort their way of thinking
It's so essential it gives us all the potential
To take over the world, in our mentals
If I can't live my life the way I wanna live my life
Then why can't I die.
Why can't I die ?" She sung softly. The words mean so much to me. They remind me... of him.. Of everything, actually.
(My renditions of reality
Bad or good, wrong or right
Yeah (Reality is a fragment inside my soul)
Believe in me (My eyes are closed, head spinnin and I don't know)
(It's just reality, bad or good, wrong or right
Believe in me and I'll believe in you)
My rendition of reality
(And everything's tight)
Reality is a fragment inside my soul
My eyes are closed, head spinnin and I don't know, and I don't know, and I don't know...)
"Believe in me an I'll believe in you, and every-thing's tight." I finished.
"Just forget about him." She said, handing me a drink.
"Yea... forget."
TJ: Well, i hope that wasn't TOO long... Or boring. Sorry that I didn't update sooner! READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!