AN. Okay, I get it, you all hate me, whoever you all are who actually read this story =P but I stopped writing it because I thought it was crap and ive been crazy busy with college, however, I re-read it and quite like it again lol. Cant promise I shall update soon, but frig it, here goes another chapter! Reviews would be much apreciated (= xx
'I don't care'
Then his lips where on mine.
I walked back into the house in a daze. What the hell had just happened? How did that happen? How the fuck did any of this happen? This can't be real, and yet I know it is because I've never felt pain like it in my whole life. It feels like I can't get a breath, my insides are tight and burning. Like im corroding from the inside out at a rapid pace. I don't even realise I've made it back to my room. My room? How the fuck is this even my room when I don't even know where the hell I am? What the fuck is going on in my life?
I walk into the en suite and lock the door, turn on the shower and strip. I don't even realise I've done any of this until I'm under the scalding hot water and even that barely registers with me.
I never wanted to fall inlove. Hah! I barely even believed that it exsisted! I knew the love I felt for Sam and Lily was love, but that was platonic, I never believed in any other kind. Both my parents died when I was young. Car accident, my dad was drunk and behind the wheel. My mother died instantly, I came out pretty badly but not critical, dad died weeks later due to his injurys, but I was only I five. The only thing I remember was them having an argument, then pain, and then being told they were both gone and I had to go into care. I cried for years at night, I missed them terribly, still do but I barely think of them anymore. I never knew them. Once I went into care I met Sam and instantly had someone else to care about and love, she felt the same. Her mother was drug dependant and no one knew her father, when the social workers took her away from her mother, she got deeper into the drugs and one day never woke up. Sam never forgave her, or the system and deep down she never forgave herself. She comes across as the strongest most independent person around but really, she's as vulnerable as she was when she was four. Lily had the hardest time. I still get ill thinking about it. Very few people know about Lily's life before care, and honestly, you wouldn't want to. She arrived when she was seven and for two years no one ever heard a word from her, some of the older kids picked on her because they knew she would never tell until one day, when she was nine, a boy, around the age of ten kissed her. Afterwards she punched him and told him to fuck off away from her. To say the boy was upset was an understatement but Sam and I calmed her down and she has been part of our makeshift family ever since.
They are the only family I will ever need.
They're the only family you have ever had.
They're all I want. I don't want anymore.
You have never had anything more to want. What about them, are you all they're going to want?
Yes. We stick together always have.
Where are they now? With they're perfect soulm…
I can't even think that word right now. It makes me feel a little sick. What the hell is happenening?...
I walked back into the house. Im furious. What the hell just happened? How did that happen? What am I even doing here! Im not supposed to be here! This isn't right. I go to my room. Hah! My room! I shouldn't even have a place with these Damned Daybreakers! I'm leaving. I'm leaving for good.
'I don't care'
Then his lips where on mine.
The colours again. The ringing in my ears. His lips on mine, moving slowly. The sense of him in my head, terrified but not wanting to stop. I'm vaguely aware I've tangled my hands in his hair and am pulling him closer. I hear a soft growl in his chest, but if anything it makes him sound more human. His tounge touches my lips and I let him in. Just not in my head, my shields are completely up, as are his. It's getting more intense now. His hands are everywhere, my hips, my hair, my back. He pulls me up so im straddling him as his hand grazes my chest I pull back with a gasp.
A gasp that appears to have woken him up.
It couldn't have been anymore than a few minutes, but it felt like hours. He stands up, resulting in me falling on my bum, and takes a few steps back. All the desire and lust and… It's all gone from his eyes. Only to be replaced by impassiveness and disgust. I automatically blush and look away, when a word slips through our meantal barriers.
vermin…
I instantly stand up, as if the ground I'm sitting on is scalding hot, and look at him. He has the decency to look apologetic for and instant and then it's gone. An instant is not decent enough for me, and I've had it with his cold stare. My eyes are almost brimming so, I do the first thing I can think of, turn around and walk away. I can't give him the satisfaction of a reaction. That would hurt more than anything. Maybe, however I doubt anything could hurt this bad. Ive never felt pain like it. I can't get a breath; my insides are tight and burning. Like im corroding from the inside out. And when I get out of the shower and lie on the bed still wet and wrapped only in a shower, I realise I am, and it's him doing it.
I have to get out of here. I have to leave now…
AN. Oh dear oh dear, whatever will happen? Reviews peas? xx