Beg and steal for you. I will crawl on hands and knees until you see you're just like me

Jul 14, 2006 23:04

It was in my dreams that she always came to me. Usually it was just a glimpse, but this time it seemed to be different. There was water and sand, and she was walking along the beach drawing pictures in the sand with a long stick. Dark brown hair and piercing brown eyes, she looked up and smiled at me ( Read more... )

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osborn_heiress July 15 2006, 03:36:15 UTC
I lounged in the door of her room and smirked lazily. She was so fucking hot and those eyes, they followed me everywhere I went. I liked feeling her eyes on me, on my back, trailing down the length of my body. I didn't know why but there was something about the way she watched me that had me wired and frantic.

Addicted from the second I laid eyes on her because everywhere I went I could feel her watching. It wasn't the natural order of things.

"I think you like it." I informed her and from the expression on her face I could tell that she did, and I liked that about her. "You know this isn't the way it's supposed to be. You and me, we're not supposed to be here. You only get in the way, Sophia."

She got in the way but that was the way I liked it. I needed more of her and this wasn't right, it wasn't even the right time. How did I end up here?

"And I think I'm lost." I admitted to her, the honesty of my own words ringing loudly in my ears. I was here to do something, I had a job but I couldn't remember what it was.

I took a few steps towards her and stared at her curiously, drawn in by the dark pools of her eyes. "But I don't think I mind."

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iwasfading July 15 2006, 03:44:14 UTC
She was lost? I suppose that made since considering I'd felt lost ever since she started to haunt me. She was right about me liking it though. There was something about her that had me hooked.

"I like it," I told her as I climbed off the bed and walked over to her. She was right though. It was different in this dream. We'd never managed to meet here and never had we gotten this close.

"The question is, do you?" Because it was so hard to tell when she was looking at me with those eyes. God, she had eyes...like needles. But they were not his eyes. Familiar, maybe, but not his. Not family. Her blood didn't scream to me the way family blood did, but something caught me by the throat just the same.

"I'm pretty good at getting in the way. Rules are made to be broken. Didn't you learn that yet?" I asked her, smiling coyly as I reached out to brush the tips of my finger across her pouty bottom lip. So fucking beautiful.

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osborn_heiress July 15 2006, 03:59:43 UTC
I nodded at her when she asked me if I liked it, I didn't know what else to say because I clearly did even though I didn't understand it at all. This was the future and I was the past. No. She was the past. We were the future.

"I haven't learned anything yet." I shook my head at her. "Except a lifetime's worth." I said on second thought because there were demons in here that didn't belong to me. They were the product of something else, something that I knew set me apart from everyone else.

Suddenly I reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me forcefully.

"I need you to be here." I put her hand over my heart thumping loudly in my chest, drowning out the deafening silence. "Will you stay? You need to be here. Things....will happen if you're not. I don't think it's good." I wrinkled my brow a little bit before pulling her hand away from my chest and kissing her hard on the lips because I wanted to.

Because I wanted her.

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iwasfading July 15 2006, 04:20:19 UTC
"I'll be here," I promised after she broke the kiss. She needed me. That alone made me know that there wasn't nothing I wouldn't do for her. She held the power in that tiny little hand.

No. We held the power. Together we could stand up against everyone. Was that what this dream was intended to teach us?

"I'll be here waiting for you. Hurry up, ok," I told her because I knew what she was trying to tell me. She wasn't ready yet. It wasn't time. Something had allowed us to have this taste.

I pressed her against the wall hard enough to make the painting over the fireplace shake. My finger traced her jaw as I leaned in to kiss her again. A taste. I wanted to taste her and savor her because I was going to wait for her.

When I pulled back, I looked deep into those dark eyes and felt a shiver run up my spine. Things would happen if I stayed too. Could she see that? The things I was going to teach her. The things we would do together.

"I think I'm supposed to be your weapon," I whispered, because I was sharing a secret. A secret just between us and I was surprised because normally I didn't believe in secrets.

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osborn_heiress July 15 2006, 04:29:24 UTC
I only nodded at her again before my back was against the wall with enough force to make the heat rise in my body to combat the cold in her's. That kiss was setting me on fire, it was simple because we were simple right now. Things were only going to get really complicated. I didn't know if I could do it all if she wasn't here.

My weapon? She was a weapon, I could feel it resonating in my body. It was the strangest sensation because it wasn't just sex, there were layers on layers of things quaking between the two of us.

"You're not mine yet," I reminded her, remembering the job I had to do. "You belong to someone else." The numb feeling broke me out of the daze I'd slipped into and I reached a hand out to brush a strand of dark hair away from her face.

"I don't wanna follow the rules." I admitted. "I make my own way. Are you coming?"

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iwasfading July 15 2006, 04:50:07 UTC
I was going to be her weapon and she was going to be his. Maybe. It was a strange feeling of not being sure if it was my thoughts or thoughts someone gave to me. Dreams were funny that way.

"I'm yours forever. I saw your message in the sand," I told her in a soft tone. We were whispering like little girls at a slumber party telling ghost stories. Except I was the ghost in this story.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked, leaning into her touch. She was so warm and I was so cold. It was like she craved in me what I needed from her. Together we would be able to have everything we wanted.

"No one can tell you want to do," I told her in that same soft tone. "They will try, but they can't control you. You're special." I leaned forward, kissing her so hard that I could feel my lips bruise. I wanted her so bad, but I wasn't sure that possible yet. "We're special, you know that right? No one like us."

Or him. He was different too. I felt a wave of jealousy and I wasn't even sure why. He couldn't have her. I found her first.

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osborn_heiress July 15 2006, 04:59:05 UTC
"We don't belong here," I insisted but she cut me off with her mouth against mine. And I could feel it, it was so jagged, that sharp edge that meant we were only half. They fooled me, I fooled myself. He was supposed to be the other half but he was already whole. Sophia was the edge, she didn't fit into the puzzle. She wasn't whole either.

I grabbed her again when she tried to pull away and tangled my fingers into her long dark hair and pulled her closer kissing her just as hard as she'd just kissed me.

Finally I let go of her again and just looked at her long and hard. I couldn't tell her where I was going because I didn't even know. I just knew that not everything was written in the stars, sometimes you had to write your own rules in the sand. There were no puppets here, no strings of fate. Just us.

I don't belong here.

"I have to go." I whispered against her lips.

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iwasfading July 15 2006, 05:14:33 UTC
She had to go and I knew it. She wasn't supposed to be here, but somehow she had been allowed to visit for a moment. I touched her hair gently, nodding my head.

"I know you have to go. But you know how to find me. I'll stay here. Promise."

I linked my pinky with hers the same way I had when I was a little girl with my sister. Pinky promises had to be kept. Maybe she didn't know that yet, but she would one day. One day I was going to teach her everything she needed to do.

"Come back for me. I'll wait for you."

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osborn_heiress July 15 2006, 05:27:39 UTC
I took my pinky back from her and looked at it for a moment. It was supposed to mean something, it meant alot. I just didn't get it yet. Because it wasn't my time, that's why I kept getting yanked back. She was letting me hold onto her though, anchoring me here. I wondered if she'd wake up with claw marks.

"I'll come back." I didn't know when so it was sad to say goodbye but I had to, I couldn't resist it anymore. I had to go back. Back into nothing.

With that I smiled slightly and pulled away before walking through the door and into that bright light.

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