Alex walked over to Logan after talking with Krysta... he saw Logans dazed expression but ignored it. "hey i got Krysta to come along. So thats my contribution...how bout you?"
"yah im about to call up Jana and Robert..see if they want to come" he said dialing Jana's cell number
"Well we better hurry up and get back its already soon for me to pick up Krysta." said alex
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Reality bit her lip as she lied there. Wondering how it was so possible to open up to someone she had only known for just a few hours. How had she let her guard down? Why and when? These questions buzzed through her head as she though. She closed her eyes as Reven traced his hands of velvet across her cheek and face.
As her eyes closed a tear slid over the V of the corner of her eye as it rolled down the side of her face into her hair. The bed motioned itslf as Reven sat up. From the corner of her view she could see him sway as if dizzy. Though it was fainter than that of a childs whisper in the middle of a crowded street, his voice was shaky. Sad. Painful. No mother or father. That was just as bad as knowing them then seeing their dead bodies after they had made a promise. He excused her apology as un-needed. But in Reality's world and mind, it was needed. Greatly needed.
Reality remained silent as he sat there and she lied there. Her eyes opened to hear the silent screams of tears flowing from his eyes. She removed her arm to see him. He was sitting up, crying. She propped herself up with her arms as she curled her lips between her teeth, biting down on them. She pursed them then bit down on them again.
When she finally unclenched her teeth she sigh deeply. Looking at a little area right above her knee. Through the pants that hid her scarred promise to herself. Scarred there forever so that she would never forget it. Renewed and freshened every so often. She let her eyes close softly as she lifted her head to look at him, trying to keep the tears in. "I'm sorry Reven. But I made a promise." She the side of her lip. And you don't break promises do you. The voice reminded in her head.
Reality lifted the tip of her thumb to her mouth as she began scraping the top of it with her teeth. She sighed again before slowly crawling from the bed to bend down to get her bag. When her gaze returned to him, she could still see small streams renewing what grew dry. She leaned over the bed and took his head into her hands, staring deeply into his eyes, alternating from one to the other. His beautiful dark blue eyes. Reality wiped away some tears before leaning over a little more and bringing his head towards her before planting a kiss on his forehead.
She licked her lips before she spoke again. "This is something I don't deser...I can't have." She told him. Her voice close to a whisper but soft and truthful. She couldn't risk it. Risk him. She knew that this could majorly hurt him, but only just for now. He had only just met her and she didn't want to bring him into her life. Not now. She couldn't. She made a pact, a promise. And unlike her parents, she dared and risked to keep that promise.
She wiped at his tears one last time before releasing his face and turning to walk through the door. She let it shut softly, stopping when it closed. She stopped, cupping her hands over her mouth as she slid down the wall next to the door. She didn't know how long she sat there, but the sound of footsteps forced her to wipe her face and walk down the hall. Leaving Reven behind. Her breathing was shaky and seemed to have a stutter in it. She walked fast enough so that he wouldn't come after her. And if she did, she'd be far enough that he wouldn't find her. It was only best. She never brought anything good to anybody.
She stopped at her work to let them know why she didn't come in, then decided to just walk around. Not caring about time. Her steps stopped as she saw lights and lots of talking inside somewhere. I seemed like someone was either having a party or preparing for one. Reality stood there, one arm draped her her chest to her hand holding onto her shoulder and the other around her mid section. Her head tilted onto her hand hlding to the shoulder. She stood there.
As she stood there, she watched. And waited. She blinked. Opening her eyes to reveal the Ash Blue Color through the coming darkness ((Or if it's already dark [nighttime] then...))
Originally posted by Tela
Jana's eyes widend as her cell went off. Answering it she locked eyes with Robert. "Hello?" she asks not recognizing the number off the top of her head. Only Robert and Nate had it.
"hey lex ill see you there!" said logan holding the phone away from his mouth
he fell to the bed and closed his eyes, his head spinning ... Stupid boy ... silly. forcing his eyes to stay closed he laid there on his back. Guess that was that, tomorrow he would be allowed to go home, he would pack up his things, call his grandfather in Europe and then take the first plane there that he could. He didn't care about the warnings earlier to take it easy, it didn't matter much.
Again he had put his heart on the line, and again he saw where it took him. his eyes opening slowly as his right hand moved to the phone. He didn't have her number, no address ... nothing. biting his teeth as he pushed the box with the pieces of heart to the floor, standing up slowly, biting back the sickness, the dizziness, he rummaged though his backpack, getting out his fishnet shirt and those pair of bondage pants
"leaning over you here, cold and catatonic. I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been"
he whispered to himself, sliding outof the hospital nightgown, he was an expert in getting outof these places when he didn't want to be in them. He had been in and outof them for the past 2 years afterall.
"maybe you're better off this way"
he shook his head slightly as he buckled up the front of the pants, running his hands up his abdomens, he knew the place of every scar, tracing them slowly upwards, feeling the pain as he moved over the stitched up wound, he chose a longsleaved shirt instead of the fishnet one, his fangs sinking into his bottom lip, two crimson droplets falling from the red tier, the sting was almost welcome. Tears having dried already
Why did he cry? the last thing he picked up was his MD player, pressing the play button as he slid it into his pocket, moving the headsets into his ears and flowing away on the sound of A Perfect Circle's Passive. he put all his things into his backpack, slowly ... neatly. The struck was just walking out while noone was paying much attention, sucking at his lip he opened the door slowly
~I'm dead as dead can be, thats what the doctor told me, but I can't believe him, ever the optimistic one, I'm sure of ... your ability~
he nodded to the tune, walking to its beat, a different drummer then the rest of them, a different beat. His backpack covered in patches of groups like: A Perfect Circle, Dark Tranquility, Cradle of Filth, Dimmu Borgir ... all of them Metal of a sort
then other patches of a whole different genre there were patches of groups like Blutengel, VNV nation, DJ Darkchild ... all of it Electro. he moved past the reception desk, noone paying attention to him as he stepped outof the hospital, looking around he knew this place, knew exactly where he was heading.
Slowly he began to walk to the Asylum he had once been incarcerated in. his head bowed, eyes closed most of the time as he knew the way there without as much as an upwards glance, he stopped at the edge of a street, hearing loud music. A party most likely
"farewell ... Reality"
he forced a last smile then turned and walked on, past The Asylum, up the hill his home was. He sighed heavily ... to early, yet he could not just go back to that school, risk seeing her there.
more then half an hour later he walked though his front door, banging it shut behind him, tossing his backpack to a couch, his cat jumped to him, licking at his neck, putting the animal down he felt himself spin ... grabbing at his chest he grinned a bit before he went downto one knee ... so much for going to Europe was his thought as he lifted his hand, the stitches had let go, it had taken longer then he would have anticipated considering the strain he had been under by walking, yet they had indeed let go.
he sat there for god knows how much time, he lost all track of it before he rolled over, closed his eyes, and waited
Originally posted by Tela
Jana smiled. "Yeah, sure, we'll be there, mind if we brought a few friends?"
he got home and quickly jumped in the shower for a few minutes.. he hoped out and sprayed some axe on him put some jeans on and a shirt and ran out ot his car..he fixed his hair quickly in the mirror as he drove down the street. he called up Krysta as he started to get closer to her house
Originally posted by a1hsaucekrysta picked up the phone as she looke dout the window of he rfourth floor condo. " hey you.." she said smiling as alex's number appeared on her cell.
"umm...I think Jem wanted it kinda small but dont bring too many of your friends over. I dont think it should be a big problem" she lives off of saddle river road. house 210" just call if u have problems getting there" said alex getting in his carhe got home and quickly jumped in the shower for a few minutes.. he hoped out and sprayed some axe on him put some jeans on and a shirt and ran out ot his car..he fixed his hair quickly in the mirror as he drove down the street. he called up Krysta as he started to get closer to her house
The Ash blue eyes stood there. Staring intently before she felt the presence of another. She pressed her chin to her shoulder as she turned her head to look. Black. Long hair. She watched him until he was hidden behind her back, then turned her head again to watch him. A mischivious grin grew along her face as her eyes made like her mouth and grew mischivious.
She began to follow him slowly, staying at a distance, not taking a second look at the noise and party. The faint sound caught her attention. "Nice going Real." Ash said to herself as she jerked her head to the left to throw some hair from her face.
It wasn't long until the guy arrived at what must have been his home. Ash waited a few minutes before making her way to a seemingly open window. She peered inside and watched as the boy played with his cat. "Ohh. He's cute. Nice choice Real." She told herself, smiling mischiviously again. Ash. Don't. You're one of the reasons I left him. The reason I had to leave him. A voice sounded in her head. "That's not my fault. You would have broken your promise anyways. You would've have no choice." Her voice was close to a whisper. But not soft or gentle. It was deep and a bit raspy. The kind of voice some boys chase after.
[They] watched as he lied down, rolling over before he didn't move at all. [They] watched until he still discontinued movement. "What's he doing out of the hospital anyways? Didn't he just get stitched up?" She asked. Yah. Go inside. See if he's okay. "Ohh. Ms. Daredevil. Didn't you just break his heart and now you want him to have to see you again. Or me. But in you? You truly are a genious." She said sarcastically shaking her head. She searched the windows for an opening. What're you doing? Try the door. "Why? He's passe...Ohhh."
Luckily he had left the door unlocked. [They] walked in slowly, calling out his name in a whisper. "Ohmygod. That's blood isn't it." She notioned to dark wet spots on the floor.