Capt1vatedx and myself - Sweet Ignorance Chapter 4/?
Looks like its time to sort the other one out then.. ‘You pushed’
‘Effy.. you fucking..’ So this is the real Fitch? Do i get the pleasure of seeing the fireworks this time around?
-The brunette leans back onto her hallway wall, just the shoulders nothing else, as if she was admiring a performance, absent minded grin there as always-
‘walk around shitting on everybody elses life with your chin so high, just because your life is a fucking mess, its not our fault, why can’t you just leave it, leave us’ -her rough voice broken, from the tears, from the obvious wound caused by effy’s attack- I tried to see through that, who is she? The little fitch girl that nobody notices, nobody even cares to notice, what the FUCK does she know about me?! But i can’t, it was for her.. I... did this for her why can’t she see that?
-her own tears start streaming, sharing emily’s state, feeling the dart pierce her heart, turns out its not made of stone like she thought-
‘Why are you crying?.... wha-.. you have no fucking right to cry! No fucking RIGHT to be upset, you think you’re so mighty, but you’re not, Christ... all you do is drag everyone down to your level, well guess what, we’re not all the same’
-emily’s point seemed to be rising to the top of her throat, she has finally found the strength, every syllable pounded out by each beat of her heart-
I know, ems.. i know, shit why can’t i speak? Shouldn’t some sound happen, my mouth is open, but i can’t... i’m useless.. she needs to know this is for her, why..
‘Some of us have people that we love... some of us have... had... people that loved us back’
-Emily’s voice was torn and broken, every sound coming from her lips a painful beg to the brunette, becoming all too familiar to the twin who pleaded after Naomi using that same words-
She thinks that I’m going to argue with her, rise to her level and get into a bitch fight, but she has me all wrong, I’m not a bitch……not like the girls at college…not like her sister. I don’t do what people want me to do, I’m not a fucking sheep…I do things my way, get used to it.
‘Are you done?…She’s not here you twat’
-the brunettes words were spoken blankly, an arched eyebrow adding the same effect she always strived to achieve, The expression that left Emily shattered in the doorway, just as exhausted as Naomi had previously been. Emily received the door in her face moments after, a flat and abrupt ending to their confrontation.-
‘please’ -Emily spoke but it was nothing but a breath in the aching of the night air, the brunette wasn’t there to hear her now, even if It could have been heard, would Effy have even cared-
This chapter of the fic was written by both naomilyox and capt1vatedx as a joint piece of work, any comments and thoughts about this are directed at both LJ users..Enjoy.
‘Effy.. you fucking..’ So this is the real Fitch? Do i get the pleasure of seeing the fireworks this time around?
-The brunette leans back onto her hallway wall, just the shoulders nothing else, as if she was admiring a performance, absent minded grin there as always-
‘walk around shitting on everybody elses life with your chin so high, just because your life is a fucking mess, its not our fault, why can’t you just leave it, leave us’ -her rough voice broken, from the tears, from the obvious wound caused by effy’s attack- I tried to see through that, who is she? The little fitch girl that nobody notices, nobody even cares to notice, what the FUCK does she know about me?! But i can’t, it was for her.. I... did this for her why can’t she see that?
-her own tears start streaming, sharing emily’s state, feeling the dart pierce her heart, turns out its not made of stone like she thought-
‘Why are you crying?.... wha-.. you have no fucking right to cry! No fucking RIGHT to be upset, you think you’re so mighty, but you’re not, Christ... all you do is drag everyone down to your level, well guess what, we’re not all the same’
-emily’s point seemed to be rising to the top of her throat, she has finally found the strength, every syllable pounded out by each beat of her heart-
I know, ems.. i know, shit why can’t i speak? Shouldn’t some sound happen, my mouth is open, but i can’t... i’m useless.. she needs to know this is for her, why..
‘Some of us have people that we love... some of us have... had... people that loved us back’
-Emily’s voice was torn and broken, every sound coming from her lips a painful beg to the brunette, becoming all too familiar to the twin who pleaded after Naomi using that same words-
She thinks that I’m going to argue with her, rise to her level and get into a bitch fight, but she has me all wrong, I’m not a bitch……not like the girls at college…not like her sister. I don’t do what people want me to do, I’m not a fucking sheep…I do things my way, get used to it.
‘Are you done?…She’s not here you twat’
-the brunettes words were spoken blankly, an arched eyebrow adding the same effect she always strived to achieve, The expression that left Emily shattered in the doorway, just as exhausted as Naomi had previously been. Emily received the door in her face moments after, a flat and abrupt ending to their confrontation.-
‘please’ -Emily spoke but it was nothing but a breath in the aching of the night air, the brunette wasn’t there to hear her now, even if It could have been heard, would Effy have even cared-
This chapter of the fic was written by both naomilyox and capt1vatedx as a joint piece of work, any comments and thoughts about this are directed at both LJ users..Enjoy.