I decided to do something different..
I wrote something on a whim, I hope you like this - the story line is a
little weird, Tell me what you think! :D (Slightly inspired from
something that happened to me today XD)
So there I was in the drive way skating to my hearts content. I had been out all day doing things to Vito’s car, well in the third person position because I can’t screw around with his cars anymore “You said you wouldn’t, but that doesn’t mean we can’t..” Raab said to me earlier while we were having lunch with Dunn and DiCo at Duffers. Yeah, so DiCo arranged this and I was the one being dragged around to laugh and hang out with everyone while they mauled his car, the whole time I leaned against a wall at Exotic Customs; that’s where we ‘pimped’ Ape’s car one day, I remember from the look Ville made at the car - it was priceless.
Well, after running from Vito who had a golf cart with a good motor - hell, you’d need one if you were him. We went to the Tree Top Casino to lounge around for a bit, having a few drinks and playing with the rip line. That rip line decided to break the first time Raab went on it, I swear, He was half way down the thing and it just flies apart and he goes falling into a prickle bush that was midway through - back first. We got him into the light a bit away and spent an hour picking thorns out of his back, it was fun though; the rambling that boy makes when he’s in pain is priceless. There wasn’t much to do after that so we all dove into the wrestling ring that was back there and attacked each other, betting dibs on snack foods that were in the house. Raab and Dunn fought over snacks and Raab ended up with Twinkies, which he lost all of them to DiCo and Dunn. I scored some ramen and soda, pretty good combination if you ask me - I saved that for dinner.
When we got back in the house we all had the spoils of our food-betting, DiCo eating too many Twinkies. When you eat too many of those things it’s definitely not a pretty sight, You can really see green pigmentation on somebody’s face when they eat more than two of those - DiCo ran off to throw up in the back yard because the toilets were too far for him. I heard Ape yelp when she stepped in it minutes later, Raab and Dunn falling from the chairs and laughing on the floor. I dove on them, wrestling Dunn around until Ape shooed me outside - I listened for once. Everyone stayed inside and minded to themselves, never coming out or yelling from a window to me; which is odd, usually Raab wants to show me something - like how from across the room, he made his mirror fall down from his door with out breaking it, weirdo.
After a while the sun was setting and it kept on getting in my field of vision and blinding me, I fell off my skateboard rubbing my eyes because of it. Sitting on the ground I took a look around me, there were a few stars out and the sky behind me was purplish - the night was swiftly covering the world in it’s familiar coldness; sanctity. I grabbed my board and held it to my flank, carrying it on the inside of my arm, the board resting on my fingertips as I approached the house. I pushed open the front door, closing it behind me and putting the board against a corner on its nose. I walked for my room and grabbed the stereo remote that was on the edge of the bed, turning on a collection of rock and metal that was somewhat mellow, ominous, and a little creepy. Some of which were movie sound tracks so that added to the wonderful feeling I built up into my dimly lit room.
I propped two pillows up and laid back on my bed crossing my arms behind my head as I sighed and stared off into space, but then I saw something move. Focusing a bit I saw Ville, but he was slightly transparent - I could see things through him! Unable to move and talk I layed there and watched as he walked across the room, stopping at the edge of my bed near the end of the window looking as though he was peering out of it. Even the blue of twig light played across him, I blinked and in that instant he was gone. I arched a brow and tried forgetting about it.
Sometime later I dozed off into a deep slumber, only coming to when I opened my eyes looking around my room seeing a light on - maybe Ape came in at some point to shut off - wait, the stereo is still on. I questioned why the hell why my light was on until I heard the knob on the door turn, the door opens and more light pours in; my room’s poorly lit if it hasn’t come across to you yet. In comes Ville Valo, Black beanie, ‘Stones shirt, Black jeans, and that green scarf of his. He smiled at me as he walked closer, that smile turning into an evil psychotic one as his head bowed a bit; Picture Ville as scary as humanly possible, I admit I was nearly scared shitless. I sat up looking at him wide eyed as he leaned over above the bed, his lips touching mine briefly as I pulled away, pushing myself against the cold window.
He looked at me questionably, then took my wrist in his hand and dragged me from the bed. I was now standing in front of him looking up into that devilish grin. He started walking towards me his expression never changing, I started backing up moving just as fast as he was - which was more of a slow and creepy lumber, like Dracula or something. I closed my eyes hoping he’d disappear and as I bowed my head down a bit I felt the most insane shock run through my body. I saw white as I felt the shock go to my head, it was almost like someone slammed a board of plywood into the back of my head, I tried to reach for my head, but I couldn’t move.
Upon opening my eyes I found myself duct taped to the wall, my legs spread at angles and my arms above my head - I was nearly in the shape of a star; nearly. I looked down and saw Ville looking into my eyes with that same horrible expression, I wanted to cry out, but when I opened my mouth not a sound came out. So I tried screaming, only to find myself gasping for air the next moment. He just looked more amused as he leaned down a little and examined my heartagram tattoo above the line of my pants. I was at a slightly higher level than he was and I didn’t understand why the duct tape kept against the wall, he leaned closer and opened his mouth and put his lips against it. He moved, it was like he was making out with my belly, but it felt so odd. I closed my eyes trying to shut it out, but that was a bad idea - I found pleasure and moaned. The noise escaped me and when I tried to yell during it all I found was silence and loss of breath again.
I opened my eyes and saw him looking up at me quite amused, still looking damn scary - him now wearing a black top hat - Woo added evil bonus gets him a pretty new hat; taste my sarcasm. His hands were running up my sides slowly sending chills through my body, good chills, but not for this situation - not for him and I. I tried moving my right arm away from the wall, the duct tape began peeling from the wall, white paint sticking to the adhesive side and the dry wall being exposed in its wake. He reached up and added another piece of tape, grabbing a stool and standing on it, looking at me at eye level. He lifted his arms meshing our fingers together as he kissed me passionately, pushing his body against mine. No matter how hard I tried to fight it, I couldn’t move, I was stuck and I had to deal with this. Eventually my eyes closed and I gave him, moaning softly at the feeling of his tongue in my mouth and his cold lips, his erection pushing against me in the most tempting way.
I tightened my grip on his hands as I pushed my tongue into his mouth, pushing against him I felt him smile against my lips. He pulled back sucking on my tongue as he get farther away, His tongue below mine the whole time, his mouth leaving it with a slight popping noise. When he looked back up at me he smiled innocently “God, Ville..” I said, the words actually coming from my mouth and he took notice. Nodding a bit as he smiled, pulling out an extremely sharp looking dirk. He spun it in his hand so skillfully and drove it into the flesh above my belly button, carving ‘MINE’ into my abdomen. Feeling no pain I watched the blood roll down and drip onto the fabric of my jeans, the stain spreading as a darker shadow crept across the fabric.
Gasping my eyes opened and I saw Ville sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at me with a brow raised. I jumped up and my eyes went wide, a hand rubbing my stomach furiously. Alright, there were no scabbed over wounds - good. Ville seemed to be ever more confused as he looked at the man sitting in front of him shaking with his hands buried in his hair as he looked up at him. He moved closer putting a hand on me, I was comforted finding it wasn’t as cold as he was earlier. “Bam, love.. You were having a nightmare..” he said so softly - when Ville talks like that it’s almost as comforting as a mother to a baby… I was dragged over close to him, my head resting in his lap as I lay back on the bed. He looked down at me, stroking hair out of my face with his fingertips "..I called you three weeks ago saying I was coming over.. what the hell Bam?” He laughed as he saw the shock come to my face.
Proof I would not be a good horror-flick director XD! This is the end, there's no more.. Like I said, on a whim.. Love it or hate it I hope you enjoyed at least reading a little of this if any :P
Oh the irony of it all.. *falls out of chair*
.. Thanks for dealing with my annoyingness PFB! *hugs* [At least you know i'm not crazy! :)]
So there I was in the drive way skating to my hearts content. I had been out all day doing things to Vito’s car, well in the third person position because I can’t screw around with his cars anymore “You said you wouldn’t, but that doesn’t mean we can’t..” Raab said to me earlier while we were having lunch with Dunn and DiCo at Duffers. Yeah, so DiCo arranged this and I was the one being dragged around to laugh and hang out with everyone while they mauled his car, the whole time I leaned against a wall at Exotic Customs; that’s where we ‘pimped’ Ape’s car one day, I remember from the look Ville made at the car - it was priceless.
Well, after running from Vito who had a golf cart with a good motor - hell, you’d need one if you were him. We went to the Tree Top Casino to lounge around for a bit, having a few drinks and playing with the rip line. That rip line decided to break the first time Raab went on it, I swear, He was half way down the thing and it just flies apart and he goes falling into a prickle bush that was midway through - back first. We got him into the light a bit away and spent an hour picking thorns out of his back, it was fun though; the rambling that boy makes when he’s in pain is priceless. There wasn’t much to do after that so we all dove into the wrestling ring that was back there and attacked each other, betting dibs on snack foods that were in the house. Raab and Dunn fought over snacks and Raab ended up with Twinkies, which he lost all of them to DiCo and Dunn. I scored some ramen and soda, pretty good combination if you ask me - I saved that for dinner.
When we got back in the house we all had the spoils of our food-betting, DiCo eating too many Twinkies. When you eat too many of those things it’s definitely not a pretty sight, You can really see green pigmentation on somebody’s face when they eat more than two of those - DiCo ran off to throw up in the back yard because the toilets were too far for him. I heard Ape yelp when she stepped in it minutes later, Raab and Dunn falling from the chairs and laughing on the floor. I dove on them, wrestling Dunn around until Ape shooed me outside - I listened for once. Everyone stayed inside and minded to themselves, never coming out or yelling from a window to me; which is odd, usually Raab wants to show me something - like how from across the room, he made his mirror fall down from his door with out breaking it, weirdo.
After a while the sun was setting and it kept on getting in my field of vision and blinding me, I fell off my skateboard rubbing my eyes because of it. Sitting on the ground I took a look around me, there were a few stars out and the sky behind me was purplish - the night was swiftly covering the world in it’s familiar coldness; sanctity. I grabbed my board and held it to my flank, carrying it on the inside of my arm, the board resting on my fingertips as I approached the house. I pushed open the front door, closing it behind me and putting the board against a corner on its nose. I walked for my room and grabbed the stereo remote that was on the edge of the bed, turning on a collection of rock and metal that was somewhat mellow, ominous, and a little creepy. Some of which were movie sound tracks so that added to the wonderful feeling I built up into my dimly lit room.
I propped two pillows up and laid back on my bed crossing my arms behind my head as I sighed and stared off into space, but then I saw something move. Focusing a bit I saw Ville, but he was slightly transparent - I could see things through him! Unable to move and talk I layed there and watched as he walked across the room, stopping at the edge of my bed near the end of the window looking as though he was peering out of it. Even the blue of twig light played across him, I blinked and in that instant he was gone. I arched a brow and tried forgetting about it.
Sometime later I dozed off into a deep slumber, only coming to when I opened my eyes looking around my room seeing a light on - maybe Ape came in at some point to shut off - wait, the stereo is still on. I questioned why the hell why my light was on until I heard the knob on the door turn, the door opens and more light pours in; my room’s poorly lit if it hasn’t come across to you yet. In comes Ville Valo, Black beanie, ‘Stones shirt, Black jeans, and that green scarf of his. He smiled at me as he walked closer, that smile turning into an evil psychotic one as his head bowed a bit; Picture Ville as scary as humanly possible, I admit I was nearly scared shitless. I sat up looking at him wide eyed as he leaned over above the bed, his lips touching mine briefly as I pulled away, pushing myself against the cold window.
He looked at me questionably, then took my wrist in his hand and dragged me from the bed. I was now standing in front of him looking up into that devilish grin. He started walking towards me his expression never changing, I started backing up moving just as fast as he was - which was more of a slow and creepy lumber, like Dracula or something. I closed my eyes hoping he’d disappear and as I bowed my head down a bit I felt the most insane shock run through my body. I saw white as I felt the shock go to my head, it was almost like someone slammed a board of plywood into the back of my head, I tried to reach for my head, but I couldn’t move.
Upon opening my eyes I found myself duct taped to the wall, my legs spread at angles and my arms above my head - I was nearly in the shape of a star; nearly. I looked down and saw Ville looking into my eyes with that same horrible expression, I wanted to cry out, but when I opened my mouth not a sound came out. So I tried screaming, only to find myself gasping for air the next moment. He just looked more amused as he leaned down a little and examined my heartagram tattoo above the line of my pants. I was at a slightly higher level than he was and I didn’t understand why the duct tape kept against the wall, he leaned closer and opened his mouth and put his lips against it. He moved, it was like he was making out with my belly, but it felt so odd. I closed my eyes trying to shut it out, but that was a bad idea - I found pleasure and moaned. The noise escaped me and when I tried to yell during it all I found was silence and loss of breath again.
I opened my eyes and saw him looking up at me quite amused, still looking damn scary - him now wearing a black top hat - Woo added evil bonus gets him a pretty new hat; taste my sarcasm. His hands were running up my sides slowly sending chills through my body, good chills, but not for this situation - not for him and I. I tried moving my right arm away from the wall, the duct tape began peeling from the wall, white paint sticking to the adhesive side and the dry wall being exposed in its wake. He reached up and added another piece of tape, grabbing a stool and standing on it, looking at me at eye level. He lifted his arms meshing our fingers together as he kissed me passionately, pushing his body against mine. No matter how hard I tried to fight it, I couldn’t move, I was stuck and I had to deal with this. Eventually my eyes closed and I gave him, moaning softly at the feeling of his tongue in my mouth and his cold lips, his erection pushing against me in the most tempting way.
I tightened my grip on his hands as I pushed my tongue into his mouth, pushing against him I felt him smile against my lips. He pulled back sucking on my tongue as he get farther away, His tongue below mine the whole time, his mouth leaving it with a slight popping noise. When he looked back up at me he smiled innocently “God, Ville..” I said, the words actually coming from my mouth and he took notice. Nodding a bit as he smiled, pulling out an extremely sharp looking dirk. He spun it in his hand so skillfully and drove it into the flesh above my belly button, carving ‘MINE’ into my abdomen. Feeling no pain I watched the blood roll down and drip onto the fabric of my jeans, the stain spreading as a darker shadow crept across the fabric.
Gasping my eyes opened and I saw Ville sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at me with a brow raised. I jumped up and my eyes went wide, a hand rubbing my stomach furiously. Alright, there were no scabbed over wounds - good. Ville seemed to be ever more confused as he looked at the man sitting in front of him shaking with his hands buried in his hair as he looked up at him. He moved closer putting a hand on me, I was comforted finding it wasn’t as cold as he was earlier. “Bam, love.. You were having a nightmare..” he said so softly - when Ville talks like that it’s almost as comforting as a mother to a baby… I was dragged over close to him, my head resting in his lap as I lay back on the bed. He looked down at me, stroking hair out of my face with his fingertips "..I called you three weeks ago saying I was coming over.. what the hell Bam?” He laughed as he saw the shock come to my face.
Proof I would not be a good horror-flick director XD! This is the end, there's no more.. Like I said, on a whim.. Love it or hate it I hope you enjoyed at least reading a little of this if any :P
Oh the irony of it all.. *falls out of chair*
.. Thanks for dealing with my annoyingness PFB! *hugs* [At least you know i'm not crazy! :)]