|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Time For Miracles He uncurled, and looked at me, still letting his tears flow freely, "Hold me Please I'm so sorry I'm scared I don't know what happened It wasn't you." I had a hard time believing it wasn't me, but I was quick to go over, grab him, and hold him close to me. I kissed his cheek, "Don't be scared..." I knew it was empty, and it wouldn't help, but I felt the need to say it.
"This has never h-happened But I know the reason why it did It wasn't you It was thinking of all the people " I felt terrible. I shouldn't have said it. There might have been people, I had just wanted to warn him.
"I need to explain this to you now Remember how I said my mom was a wack job..? Well, I am a little myself I have overactive thoughts Like, they won't leave me alone no matter what. Sometimes they go away. Sometimes I break down because they give me such a headache. They
I Can't Turn This Around
He pondered it for a few moments, then spoke, "Nah. Not unless they're like Trying to get in my pants." I giggled at that, and glanced at him. He definitely wasn't laughing with me. He seemed very troubled, and almost panicked. I whimpered a little, "Landon are y-" He screamed as loud as he could, making my blood run cold. The hair on the back of my neck prickled and tears filled my eyes. Even after he finished my ears rung.
In my shock I swerved to the side of the road, then stopped. I went to touch his shoulder, "Landon I'm sorry... Its not-" He let out a low growl, like a dog, "Get. Away. From. Me. Now." I was so confused. What had I done? Did he know some how what I had been thinking? "Landon please..." I began to cry, I felt lost again. Completely lost and alone. He didn't want me anymore. I began to shake, and i pulled my hand away. "GET OUT!"
I've never gotten out of
The War Within Me Pulls Me Under
"Can we go out and watch a movie?" I smiled, glad that he was happy enough to smile again, I nodded, of course we could. He squeeled, and I couldn't help but giggle a little. I thought it was cute he was so excited.
"Yay! I'll go get ready! Well, you know, as much as I can get ready." I smiled and nodded, then he ran to my bathroom giggling. "Lets talk." I frowned. I definitely didn't want to talk to it. "Please just go away... "Show him what true pain is. Grab that knife and show him what you can do." I looked into the kitchen, and stared at the knife that was in there. "No!" I felt like puking again, the thought of doing that to him. My mind played through what I would do.
I grab the knife, and stare at it. I watch as the light glistens of the steel blade, I move it and play with the light for a moment, then go into the bathroom where Landon is getting ready. He stands th
Release The Fire Balls! Cause I Like Balls... He stayed quiet for only a few moments, then he spoke quietly, "Well, I couldn't have done it without you coming into my life. I tried committing suicide a few days after what happened with my uncle, but you're voice stopped me. I had heard of you before, and I was a fan for a while, but my dad kicked you out of my life. He said I shouldn't be listening to music like yours. It really upset me. Then I started to listen again a year after that, when I heard your song on the radio. You saved me " He smiled up at me, making my heart flutter. However it didn't relieve the tension in my stomach. It was that same feeling i had before. I had affected his life in a major way, and I had never even seen his face before.
It was an awesome, slightly terrifying feeling. Knowing that I had helped him through the hardest things in his life. I had mixed emotions about it all to say the least.
"Thank you for saving me. Umm I have som
A Red River Of Screams
He answered the first few questions quickly, "My dad is kinda mean. He thinks that I'm the purpose of my moms death-" That brought another question to my mind. How did she die? but that was of course not something I was just going to ask him. That'd be more rude than Tommy coming in screaming at him.
"My step mom is pretty nice. She doesn't talk to me much, but she buys me tons of stuff. I wouldn't ever call her my real mom-" I put myself in his place. I don't think I would either. Nice or not. Mommy is mommy.
"Umm My dad thinks I'm still straight. Miranda knows about me. I'm gay, and I'm not very open about it. Err " He paused for quite some time, and I began to worry. Please don't shut me out. Please don't shut me out.
After a few minutes he pulled his sleeve down, and his eyes became misty. "I didn't do any of that Uhh It was my u
Keep in Touch!
scheinbar is a much-loved and well-known deviant. Just one look at her gallery, filled with enchanting photography, will have you mesmerized. A deviant for over 7 years, Christiane can always be found posting inspirational features as well as regularly commenting on other deviations and encouraging and empowering her fellow deviants. We are inspired and insist that you too stop by and congratulate ... Read More