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Aug. 4th, 2008

SWEET ZOE JANE (continued)


     As fast as he could he jumped out of the car and left Zoe. He had called so the stuff was ready. Almost as soon as he entered he came out hollered for Zoe to pop the trunk.  Quickly she got out and slid the key into the trunk and lifted, but in doing so...she gave him perfect veiw of her stomach and the way her pants dipped down a little in front...he almost dropped the heavy boxes. King found his mouth dry as he stuffed the trunk and slammed it shut. "Thats it, anything you wanna stop and get while were out?" She stood by the door for a moment and patted her chin thinking. "Umm...yeah. I need to go Hot Topic. I got my check a few days ago and I had Abby cash it for me so I got some moonayy." He nodded and smiled, getting in. He noted her little funny pronouciation to lighten the mood. She got aa check every month from her mothers life insurance. He wanted to cringe just thinking how long it took them to sort out all the legal buisness. And lucky for her, she had tons left...like a few million. They never cashed into her account, it was hers alone. But until she turns 18 himself and Abby have control of how much Zo gets a month. But hell, he thought, they let her get out 5 grand every month. Luckily she never complained. Zoe was a greatful girl. He shifted into drive and they took off. 
      King noted she was quiet and he turned the radio on, Zerospace by KidneyThieves was playing. Quietly she started singing it to herself. He smirked. "Like this song?" She nodded. "Very much." He shifted again and passed a car, "Alright then." He turned it up to where she couldn't hear herself and she started yelling it. 

"Space in your face, it's the way to get you closer;
while you were sittin on your ass, ya
I drank the f*cking ocean
Zerspace the way to get your kicks,
but too many chefs in the kitchen could spoil the mix"

  
He laughed at her as she hit the right notes and pretended to be singing into a mic. All too soon the song was over and they were walking into the trendy rocker/gothic store. He knew the drill. She'd look around and drag a countless amount of clothes and take them and try them all on, modeling. She'd ask him what looked best etc. But now he kinda felt uneasy knowing why she'd always ask him what he liked. So King took a deep breath and prepared himself as he watched her pile clothes onto her arm and she skipped back to the dressing room. The store wasnt too full. Just a few lingering younger guys and the girl working the counter. Some Slipknot somg was playing as he pulled up a chair.  "Okay, here we go." He heard her say. she walked out in baggy black jeans with zippers everywhere and a tight tee shirt. He shook his head. "Next!" She nodded and went back in there. A few more outfits she still hadnt produced one that he thought looked good on her. 
    "For some reason I think  you off today." She growled from behind the heavy red velvet curtain. "Fuck you King, then you go pick out something for me." He laughed. "You sure?" She snorted. "Be my guest." He jumped up and looked around. She never got skirts so he thought he'd have some fun. He found a Tripp Hook eye and Ruffel skirt (black short ruffel skirt), and a Tripp Black Eyelet Corset top. He couldnt help the smirk that formed on his face. SHe was gonna think he was a pervert. He suddenly got nervous about what her reaction would be. So for some encouragement, he whistled at the woman behind the counter. she'd been watching them. She nodded and gave a thumbs up then walked over. "Shoes?" He sighed and she smiled. "I got this, stay here." she came back minuets later and whispered. "these are Demonia Black Three Buckle ass kickers. She'll love these and they'll look awesome."  He nodded and swallowed hard. Quickly he slid the outfit under the curtain. He leaned in close and he heard her suck in breath in surprise. Then he sat down and waited. A few minuets went by and he hollered. "Whats wronge?" "Nothing, I actually love this outfit." She stepped out and his heart stopped. She looked like a raving goddess. All the guys applauded and whistled. King was proud of himself. Her breasts were pushed up by the corset and her hips looked great in that skirt. and the boots made her legs look longer. "Lemme get your purse." Was all he could say. 

   Zoe saw the expression on his face and was thrilled. She took her purse from him and told the clerk. "Im gonna keep these on." The woman nodded and rang her up. "Oh, in that case C'mere honey." the woman said as she broke out some clear lipgloss and some black eye shadow. "There ya go. Smokey and sexy." She ruffled Zoe's hair and she returned to King. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him shake his head as he went to follow her out. She slid into the car. "Im having fun! Lets go to club tonight!" He laughed. "Riiight. I'll have to beat the guys off of you." she shrugged and let her thoughts slip out before she caught herself. "Not If Im with you." After the words left her mouth they looked at each other and had a moment. He heart thumped scared of what he would say. "True."

Jun. 9th, 2008

The Nine and The Kiss

                                                            Disclaimer:                               
                       *I dont own anything in 'The Nines' universe. John August Owns. I own just Jenna.....sadly...*



                  
                It really didnt surprise her he could tell. Her big brown eyes sparkled when he informed her of everything. Who he was, really. Gary smiled. She was a smart girl. Jenna was his neighbor's daughter before he got sent to house arrest at some writers house that apparently was another life he led. Yeah it was confusing to explain. The day was beautiful though, it made him sad knowing he would have to leave again soon. A soft sigh brought him out of his reverie. He turned his head to look at the girl lying next to him. Her eyes were shut. His heart sped up, he smiled. The sunlight danced off her body. Sure, she was only 17...but to a Nine age was never an issure. Her soul was old. Besides, this physical body was only 25, not too bad. The grass they were laying on in his back yard was poking up through her dark hair that was flowing around her face. "Hey Gary.." He shifted onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow. "Yea?" Her eyes remained closed. "Do you ever miss it here? Ya know, when your in that warm place you go back to?" He nodded to himself. "All the time. I cant stay away from here. Its like a really addictive video game, ya know?" She nodded. "Its hard to think Im only here cause you made me to be here, and the fact Koalas control the weather...mind blowing. Seriously." At that she smiled and opened her eyes. "But one thing makes perfect sense to me." She looked up into his eyes. Dave felt anxious almost. "Hmm?" She closed her eyes again. "That you would be a Nine. I mean, your just what I think someone with that much authority would look like." He was puzzled. "What do you mean?" He saw in the LA sun her cheeks turned red. "Your handsome. Intelligent. Kind. All that good stuff." Gary nodded, "Ahh.." She peeked open one eye to look up at him. They were quiet. He knew she was crazy about him. He laid back down beside her, his shoulder touching hers. "Tell me about your lives." He sighed. "Well theres this one. Im an actor with an alcohol problem whos career is slowly crumbling. Then theres the writer Gavin. Who betrayed his best friend and destroyed his own career. Then theres Gabriel, a game designer whos married to a wonderful woman and we have a mute daughter." Jenna smiled to herself. "Wow." He nodded. "Yeah, its amazing." She shifted a little bit. "Im going to miss you Gary." His name choked on her lips, tears threatening to spill over her cheeks. Slowly he snaked his hand to hers. "Please dont cry. Its hard on me too. Not like I wont be keeping an eye on you." She nodded and squeezed his hand. "Yeah, but still...you wont be here to watch the new episodes of Crime Lab with, or to get under my skin with you snappy comebacks...or..or anything." She was freely crying now. Gary got back up on his side and looked over the young woman. "Jenna..." He whispered her name and she reached up and fisted his teeshirt. She pulled him ontop of her, not caring if his weight crushed her into oblivion. Her smaller frame shook beneath him. "Shh...stop crying...please." She nodded and tried to catch her breath. Once her sobs stopped he got up onto his elbows and looked at her. Her makeup was running down her face, but she looked beautiful. Her nose was red, and her lips were swollen. "Listen to me. If someting ever happens and you cant handle it, I mean something HUGE...call out my name and Ill be here. Your the only person Id ever do that for okay?" She nodded. Slowly he moved his elbows closer towards Jenna's shoulders so he could lift her head up. The look in her eyes made him want to stay, but he knew he couldnt. His eyes never left her's, even when his lips cast a shadow over hers. "Your one of the most beautiful things in this world. Dont ever let anyone tell you otherwise." She nodded and fresh tears welled in her eyes. "Thank you Gary." Her thank you had endless meanings he knew. "No, thank you." He kissed each cheek gently and then let his lips hover above hers. Timidly, she closed the distance. She wrapped her arms around him, holding on for dear life. Gary couldnt help himself. So as he caressed her lips with his, he slowly pleaded for mouth as his toung rubbed her bottom lip and she immediantly granted him entry. The kiss was passionate and it said everything that they wanted to say but couldnt. Her nails began digging into his back as he wrapped her legs around his waist. If not forever, he would have her in this life, now. 

May. 17th, 2008

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 I get the best feeling in the world
when you smile at me or even say hi
because i know for one second i crossed you mind
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your more than what i call amazing...
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and if the radio dies, will you sing to me?
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i wonder what its like to eat chips with no teeth...
my friend without any teeth told me, I quote..
"Well you just suck 'em and they get soft"
My reply to this humble statement was....
"thats not the reaction id want...."

Oct. 3rd, 2007

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 Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.  ~Dinah Craik

The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.  ~Elisabeth Foley

A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.  ~Donna Roberts

I felt it shelter to speak to you.  ~Emily Dickinson

Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.  ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars, 1939, translated from French by Lewis Galantière

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.  ~Mark Overby

Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.  ~Author Unknown

Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly.  ~Proverb

The art of love... is largely the art of persistence.  ~Albert Ellis

The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it.  You and you alone make me feel that I am alive.  Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.  ~George Moore

Sep. 29th, 2007

I Hate, And


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I hate the fact that you can see right through
And what you see doesnt bother you
I hate the way you smile and laugh
And your so selfish on your behalf

I hate the way you stop and stare
And the careless manor of your hair
I hate the way you lick your lips
And when you walk by, you lightly brush my hips

I hate the way you get me high just to bring me down
And how my every sucess is met with a frown
I hate how you can speak with knoledge and your philosphy
And how I get sucked in and you rapture me

I hate the beautiful pictures you paint with dreams
And how you sing sad songs of the world ripping at its seams
I hate the way you look so warm but are too cold
And how everytime I touch you Im reminded your not mine to hold

I hate how your eyes are open but your soul's closed
And how when I need to breakdown you make me stay composed
I hate your experience because Im trying to get mine
And how your touch is fake, your lying when you say I'll be fine

I hate how you crave, my hands I offer are empty
And then you leave showing no remorse or pity
I hate how you never show pain
And how I open up but only in vain

I hate the fact I love hating you
And how I hate loving you
I hate not being able to let go knowing I should
And how I cant think what it would be like if I would

Aug. 28th, 2007

What Do You Have To Say? - Time Travel

If you could travel back in time to spend a day with someone, who would it be and why?


I dont know whom exactly I would pick for that. I'd want them to be important, and someone who would greatly impact the world. But theres so many choices, I dont know who...lol

Feb. 17th, 2007

at one time we cared

at one time we cared -me-


i wanna know...
when u look at the picture
of the girl that was yours not so long ago
do you miss the smiles....the laughing...everything about her?

do you beat yourself up
for what went wrong
do u look into her eyes
and hear that same sweet song?

if you loved her so
why did you let her get away
can she believe your story
and what you have to say?

cause she sat by the phone
too many nights waiting, hoping....praying
to hear your voice of reassurance
wondering why you kept delaying

so she gave up,
got used to being alone,
she stopped crying
stopped waiting by the phone

so what do you see when you look at pictures of me?
are you grateful for the kisses never shared
or are you sad for the time we never got to hold eachother
but all you can say is that at one time you cared

Feb. 16th, 2007

I wanna see you live

i see your heart breakin
as you watch her walk away
did you deserve this pain?
is this because of the things you say?
im not sure...i just wanna hold you
im sorry that these embraces doesnt heal what i cant touch
your heart...you soul, i just hold this numb shell
its like the mention of her name is too much
please dont touch that gun
its not worth your life..not when you have so much to give
i wanna see you happy
i wanna see you live
this is permanent solution to a temporary problem
she doesnt know what she does to you
she just wants to end this extended torture
she doesnt know the consequeces for what she had to do

On Fire

Set me on fire
And watch me burn
I'll give you an object
For which you can yearn

This skin will melt away
And all you'll see
Is every fuckin thang
You cant be

I see the blaze
Behind those raging eyes
Fueled my my hate
And all your petty lies

You got the match
Throw it into the fuel
I can see that smile dancing
So perfect yet so cruel

Feb. 8th, 2007

Winters Grip

theres nothing colder
than crying outside while its snowing
she told me as she drawled on her cigarette
i couldnt help but frown, as her eyes shown knowing

she tries to stay strong, proud
but on a day like today, the frost creeps in, shaking her
she breaks down right there on the back porch in the dark
she lets it all go, all the pain and her woes that were

she sees her world crumbling at its edges
but knows its outta her hands, helpless
but the few rays of sunshine that keep her warm
are starting to deminish slowly, with winters cold caress

she drawls again and shudders in self pitty
pitty she deserves, being in winters grip, its trap
shes lost she admits, throwing up her hands and spitting into the snow
no matter how hard she tries, she cant escape this wrap

so what do i tell her?
this girl with ice cycles frozen down her cheeks
how does one warm the spirit, to reflect the inner warmth that no longer resides in her?

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