[M] - We can live like Jack and Sally if we want

Halo Lykoi · 10-29-2010, 01:44 PM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic sexual content, graphic violence, or extremely offensive material starting with the 19th post. Reader discretion is advised.

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Slender fingers coached away the few strands of hair from her face, and she found that there was a smile dancing upon her lips. How strange, for she was an obsessive pessimist. She wondered whether or not she should aim for some diversity in her style, but she wouldn’t know what to add to it. Her newest addition continued to be the golden dragon embracing her slim, copper pelted wrist. Whenever she felt the world move against her, she focused on that lovely item. It helped, though she continued to battle against her own fears and insecurities when it came to Silas. He knew more than most though, and while she still did not dare to analyse whatever existed between her, she could not help but consider him one of her closest friends. Her brutal personality did not allow others to get to know her—not truly, anyway—but he was one of the few that knew, and he had not turned her away.

Fingers continued to comb through the smooth locks, but she knew she was only killing away more time. She made herself step out into the hallway and over to the intriguing male’s bedroom. Unfortunately, no knock brought forth a response from within. The woman’s oversized ears leaned backwards in silent disappointment, but she knew it was wrong to expect the male to be around whenever she felt like it. She was unwilling to return to her lonely room, so she went down the stairs and into the living room. Her petite nose wrinkled momentarily as she peered at the book she was attempting to read in the evenings. It was going rather slowly, but she was genuinely trying to get through it. She had been wrong when she assumed the book was a guide on how to kill birds. It was a human story. She failed to understand what a mockingbird had to do with this, but perhaps she would know eventually.

Slumping down in the weary sofa, she picked up the old book and continued on where she had stopped reading the evening before.

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