Hear me now, all crimes should be treasured if they give thee pleasure somehow...
RE-POST...I am starting up my stories again. This was the last one before I stopped.
She sat in her room, the black made the green pentacles shine more brightly when the moon was all she had as her light. She lit one candle. It too was black. She sat gazing at all of the notes she had accumulated over the years. She swallowed her fears and opened up the blue binder of notes she had kept of Vatics. She was torn to whether she wanted to invite those mixed feelings back.
She opened to the first page. The first note. She felt the emotions pour out into her. She turned every page effortlessly, pulling each note apart reading every word dryly. Tears welling into her eyes, she pulled the first note out ripping it to peices. She threw the no longer recognizable peices into a big glass container. She did the same to each note that laid there. She walked through the house quitely not to wake any of her friends up.
She went through the back and lit it on fire. This was something she should have done a long time ago. She sat crying for a while. The night was so silent. Everything seemed to be giving her a moment of silence for her pain and loss. Dmitri crept up behind her and put his arms around her. She felt him a ways back, but she enjoyed his element of surprise. She fell back into him, enthralled in his warmth and care. She turned around and pushed him to lay down. He let out a sigh of relief to see she could still be playful. She layed next to him. He wasnt sure what to say, but anything could be better than nothing. "Feelin' a little pyro-ish tonite?" He said with a tone that assured her he was only playing with her. She smiled warily and just said "Feelin' change." He kissed her nose and then got up. "Sleep will do you justice." He picked her up and brought her inside. He went to his room instead of bringing her to her own. She realized he wasnt going to let her be alone with her thoughts. She was more than thankful for that. She watched him walk out into the hall, he was probably going to the kitchen to get them water or something. He had her clothes in his room. She didnt want those. She went into one of his drawers and pulled out a big t-shirt and changed. She layed down. She looked at the ceiling remembering a time when she was there, handcuffed to the bed. It made her laugh. He came back from the kitchen with a glass of water. He heard her laughing from the hall. "Whats so funny?" He questioned her. She pulled on the handcuffs that were still hanging from the bars on his bed. "Memories." She replied. He jumped onto the bed with her and grabbed her. He held her the same way he always did, which was over-comforting to her. She fell asleep that quickly as though she hadnt slept for days, she went to sleep with a feeling like someone was holding something over her. She felt as if she didnt care at that point. She was with her Dmitri and that was all that mattered.
She sat on her bed, legs crossed. Facing Trinity. Trinity's eyes were a dark blue. Meda looked into them thinking to herself, "When did Trin's eyes become blue?" Trin giggled and her eyes imediately turned green. Meda shook her head a couple of times. Meda opened her mouth to say something, but instead words started to pour out of Trinity's mouth "WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND..." As she spit out the last around she through Meda's dagger at Meda.It was totally unbelieveable. Trinity just sat there as if nothing had happened. She bent over her and sarcastically said. "I think it might bleed." Meda pulled the dagger out of her chest and looked at it. Bloods was pouring out of her chest. Trinity took the dagger from Meda and turned around and gave it to Vatic. Meda hadnt noticed Vatic standing there because of complete shock. Vatic then took Trinity and cut her throat.
Meda imediately woke in a cold sweat. She ran out of Dmitri's room. She ran down the hall and ran into Trinity's room. She shook Trin a couple of times. Everyone had heard her run through the halls. Her getting up and storming out of the room alone, woke Dmitri. Everyone was in Trinity's room now. Awaiting Meda's explanation to why she was currently grasping onto Trinity's shoulders for.
She sat in her room, the black made the green pentacles shine more brightly when the moon was all she had as her light. She lit one candle. It too was black. She sat gazing at all of the notes she had accumulated over the years. She swallowed her fears and opened up the blue binder of notes she had kept of Vatics. She was torn to whether she wanted to invite those mixed feelings back.
She opened to the first page. The first note. She felt the emotions pour out into her. She turned every page effortlessly, pulling each note apart reading every word dryly. Tears welling into her eyes, she pulled the first note out ripping it to peices. She threw the no longer recognizable peices into a big glass container. She did the same to each note that laid there. She walked through the house quitely not to wake any of her friends up.
She went through the back and lit it on fire. This was something she should have done a long time ago. She sat crying for a while. The night was so silent. Everything seemed to be giving her a moment of silence for her pain and loss. Dmitri crept up behind her and put his arms around her. She felt him a ways back, but she enjoyed his element of surprise. She fell back into him, enthralled in his warmth and care. She turned around and pushed him to lay down. He let out a sigh of relief to see she could still be playful. She layed next to him. He wasnt sure what to say, but anything could be better than nothing. "Feelin' a little pyro-ish tonite?" He said with a tone that assured her he was only playing with her. She smiled warily and just said "Feelin' change." He kissed her nose and then got up. "Sleep will do you justice." He picked her up and brought her inside. He went to his room instead of bringing her to her own. She realized he wasnt going to let her be alone with her thoughts. She was more than thankful for that. She watched him walk out into the hall, he was probably going to the kitchen to get them water or something. He had her clothes in his room. She didnt want those. She went into one of his drawers and pulled out a big t-shirt and changed. She layed down. She looked at the ceiling remembering a time when she was there, handcuffed to the bed. It made her laugh. He came back from the kitchen with a glass of water. He heard her laughing from the hall. "Whats so funny?" He questioned her. She pulled on the handcuffs that were still hanging from the bars on his bed. "Memories." She replied. He jumped onto the bed with her and grabbed her. He held her the same way he always did, which was over-comforting to her. She fell asleep that quickly as though she hadnt slept for days, she went to sleep with a feeling like someone was holding something over her. She felt as if she didnt care at that point. She was with her Dmitri and that was all that mattered.
She sat on her bed, legs crossed. Facing Trinity. Trinity's eyes were a dark blue. Meda looked into them thinking to herself, "When did Trin's eyes become blue?" Trin giggled and her eyes imediately turned green. Meda shook her head a couple of times. Meda opened her mouth to say something, but instead words started to pour out of Trinity's mouth "WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND..." As she spit out the last around she through Meda's dagger at Meda.It was totally unbelieveable. Trinity just sat there as if nothing had happened. She bent over her and sarcastically said. "I think it might bleed." Meda pulled the dagger out of her chest and looked at it. Bloods was pouring out of her chest. Trinity took the dagger from Meda and turned around and gave it to Vatic. Meda hadnt noticed Vatic standing there because of complete shock. Vatic then took Trinity and cut her throat.
Meda imediately woke in a cold sweat. She ran out of Dmitri's room. She ran down the hall and ran into Trinity's room. She shook Trin a couple of times. Everyone had heard her run through the halls. Her getting up and storming out of the room alone, woke Dmitri. Everyone was in Trinity's room now. Awaiting Meda's explanation to why she was currently grasping onto Trinity's shoulders for.