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Damsel in Distress - Ch.29
29. The Perfect Gift
I was sitting at home, doing homework, when the doorbell suddenly rung. I ran downstairs, calling, Who is it?
At first, there was no answer. Then, finally, a voice said, Its Christian.
I froze. What did she want with me?
Her voice was gentle, as to not frighten me. Camille, please dont be afraid. I wont hurt you, I swear. I just want to tell you something important.
While pressing myself to the front door, I asked in a shaky voice, What?
Its about Mace. Please open up.
I reached for the doorknob and pulled the door slowly open. Yes, what is
Wilted Roses - Ch.05
Chapter 5. Geeks and Screamo
All throughout Biology class, Leah made my life a living hell. Well, not literally, but the anxiety was enough to make me feel like I was going to hurl. She would look over her shoulder at me and smile. That was it. It made shivers run up my spine; I even preferred her glaring at me instead.
To make it even worse, I fell out of my seat when the deafening ring of the bell sounded, almost getting trampled by the stampede of eager students.
I picked myself up and watched the students scramble out of the room. I saw my old friends leave me behind. They would have stayed and helped me up if they werent so angry with me. I mean, really! Its not my fault that Keith is a total nutcase!
While I was putting away my notebooks and cursing Keith in my head,
Wilted Roses - Ch.10
Chapter 10. Hand in Hand
Audi was so cute right now that I couldnt help but to feel embarrassed. God, Im such a loser. A hug from her and Im a nervous wreck. I stood up and brushed off my palms, reaching out to her to help her up.
She took it hesitantly and stumbled to her feet. She looked at Keith, who looked extremely pissed. She shrunk back as if hit by an arrow and tilted her head downward so that her long hair would cover her face like a veil. The audience stood by silently, watching us for the next move.
Keiths expression softened and he let out a long sigh. Anyway, it seems like youve won this round, Adrian, he said sullenly. But Ill win the next one! In fact, should I issue it right now? he grinned in a mischievous manner.
Wilted Roses - Ch.08
Chapter 8. Dodge Ball Bullets, Frightened Victims, Hostile Enemies, and a Match to Remember
Audi went silent. It seemed as though her mind was trying to make sense out of what I had just asked her. Her expression was blank at first, but then turned into something close to shyness. She nervously twiddled with a strand of her caramel-brown hair.
What do you mean? she asked timidly as her eyes darted to the wall in order to avoid mine.
The sight of her cheeks flushing a rosy pink made me smile. I meant exactly what I said, I clarified. Wont you go with me?
Audi stopped twiddling with her hair. Her eyes rose to look at me and then moved back to the wall again. I I dont know, she said vaguely. I need to think about i
Wilted Roses - Ch.02
Chapter 2. Adrian CarrollFamous for Denting Cars in the Parking Lot and Also Keith Bensons Head
The first time I saw Audi in the cafeteria, I thought she was one of those bookwormsyou know, the ones who sit in the library all day reading Hamlet. She certainly had the bookworm look. But, for some reason, something drew me to her. Maybe it was the look of chagrin on her face... or the fact that Leahyes, most-popular-girl-in-school Leahand her bimbo friends were surrounding her.
You know what that means; when a group of vicious girls give a bookworm even the tiniest acknowledgment, it usually means that theyre bullying her.
I watched them from a few seats away, trying to come up with nicknames for all five of them. LeahDragon Queen. The tall, willowy friendTree
Wilted Roses - Ch.06
Chapter 6. Philips Brave and Foolish Comeback
Ms. Harper is really nice, Philip said between sips of orange juice. She let me sit out in the hall while the other kids did all of the dissecting. Though I dont see why we should even dissect animals. I mean, of course its educational and stimulates the thinking process, but its just too scary.
Uh huh, I agreed blankly, not hearing what he was talking about.
Philip continued, I think, instead of dissecting animals, we should dissect plants. We could find out how a plant undergoes photosynthesis and how they reproduce and everything. Doesnt that sound so much more interesting and less scary?
Uh huh, I repeated.
Wilted Roses - Ch.03
Chapter 3. Audi and the Imminent Revenge of Leah TrumanEx-Girlfriend, A.K.A. Dragon Queen
When the teacher's lecture had finally ended, class was dismissed. Several students cheered at the sound of the bell and scurried out of the room. I gathered my things and headed for the door, sighing softly. It was time for fourth periodmy least favorite time of the day. When this whole problem started, I thought that lunch time had been the worst; but it wasnt. Fourth period was Biology, which meant that I would have to survive another period of Leah Truman and her evil friends.
Hey there, a familiar voice greeted as I was leaving the classroom. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed and grinning. How was your class?
Boring, I said bluntly. How was yours?
It's Not HomeI always thought that Hell was someplace below Earth.
I didn't know it was right here in this place that people call "home."
In this jail, I have no voice. I can only wait in silence,
Ignoring the screams, the curses, and the torture.
Why do things have to be like this? Can't they understand?
When their child cries, helpless, with no one else to turn to,
Why can't they stop screaming at her?
They pound it into my brain. "It's all your fault, your fault, your fault."
But have I even done anything wrong in the first place?
Sometimes I think they just like to make me sad.
Sometimes I think maybe they don't want me anymore.
I often think why they can't be like the others.
I find myself wishing I could run away and live under a different roof.
Because I can't stand it here. Will college be better?
Will I have the chance to be happier once I leave this place?
I don't want to cry. I don't want to hate them.
I want to love them with all of my heart.
But when they hurt me more than make me happ
Wilted Roses - Ch.04
Chapter 4. The Encounter of the Cuddly Teddy Bear and the Apathetic Grizzly in P.E. Class
I didnt know what to say when Audi demanded for me to answer her question. I couldnt just up and tell her, Oh, he said you werent prettyand I think youre pretty, so I gave him a little bruise to show him he was wrong. Tee hee. Jesus, thatd be the end of me.
So what did I do? It wasnt much better than telling her the truth. In fact, it made her angry; one of the last things I wanted to make happen.
Note to self: dont start to say something and then draw back. It pisses girls off.
Now here I was, trudging to my fourth period class, which was P.E. At least it was a class where I could sweat off my shame, right? Id much rather
She Doesn't KnowShe doesnt know
How lovely she is,
How a radiance
And a passion for life
Shimmer about her
And infect all those
Who are lucky enough to be around her.
She doesnt know
What a brilliant mind
And remarkable ideas
Grin beneath her shy façade
And wait for the world to discover them.
She doesnt know
How she has changed me,
How her smile,
Have attached themselves to me
And I will never shake them off.
She doesnt know.
Here in your life
Living through your glassy eyes
Your beauty pierces my flesh like a thousand sharp knives
My soul does not lie
I live for your presence
It is the only reason for my existence...
Just to be beside you and feel the impact of our internal energies
Our physics...our chemistries
I wish I was the sun that caresses your gorgeous face
Shining upon you ever so gently, so brightly
Like some sort of angel, heavenly laced
But from another universe...you came into me
Compelling these alien emotions to erupt within
I wish I was the moon
Guiding you through your darkest night
I watch you drift into unconsciousness
Intruding your REM, like some sort of parasite
As I manipulate your subconsciousness
discombobulating your insides
You cannot seem resist
My allure will continue to persist
Wondering aimlessly through those lucid dreams
Making them all reality, it seems
I am aware of your vulnerability
there is no escaping...
Little ThingsLittle Things
Please give me a moment,
Let us share some time,
Let me pass on some wisdom,
Little things I've learned in life
And never forget the thrill,
And if for some reason, you can't love,
Dream as big as you can,
I know that my dreams,
Have helped define who I am
Even when it's the last thing you want to do,
Because, there will be times,
When it's the only thing that sees you through
All the friends that you make,
If you only think of them,
They will be beside you always
No matter what may happen,
As long as you do,
It's a powerful thing
To cry sometimes,
For some reason you feel better,
When you release the pain inside
Enjoy every moment that you can,
Because you never know just when,
All those moments can end
"I love you" unless you mean it,
Because those words can raise someone so high,
And also destroy their life
Unless you are prepared to
UnacceptedShe steps out from the dark,
Viewing the world differently.
But she is shut out; isolated,
When all she needs is to be seen.
She takes a chance at life,
No one seems to care.
She has shed far too many tears
And wished upon unanswered prayers.
Never been taught the meaning of love,
For her only friend is misery.
She is broken from sorrow and hatred,
She doesn't know how to dream.
All she wants is to be heard,
But is consumed by fear.
She is practically invisible
No one would notice if she disappeared.
They have never understood,
How much pain she feels.
"Why can't I be accepted?"
This is one nightmare that is real.
She retreats back to the dark,
Lonely and unseen.
Her last attempt at acceptance
Had failed miserably.
Die in my shoes?I had a friend tell me she would die in my shoes
She cant imagine living with my scars and broken heart
She told me I was so brave and strong and that she admires this
I just nod and smile, pretending those words comfort me
While my heart curses under my lungs
I wish I didnt have to be
And I murmur that its not that simple
And this is just another one of those things that happens to other people.
It used to be me who could look and say how brave the world is
It used to be me who admired all those survivors of tragedy, and I wished for their prestige
The respect that surviving such pains brings
I thought the admiration would be enough
Thats all I have now, it feels empty-broken-useless
I want the easy life, where I can ignorantly lie
I wouldnt be able to survive
Just Let GoBut I can't.
Just let go.
Everyone's telling me
I cannot have you.
A cruel joke to remind me that
You are everywhere,
But never in my arms.
Beautiful, constantly on my mind,
And I'm thinking about you -- you are
Another train that won't arrive.
Now I'm sitting here waiting for
The uncomfortable truth.
So as not to tread too closely to
What should be obvious --
We allude to the obvious --
To find closure in ambiguities and pronouns.
To end anything at all.
Left on a note never intended
The ending hangs open,
Like a poem in reverse,
Words UnsaidWords unspoken
Words echoing around
In my empty head
Of truth and lies
Whats it matter?
All life dies
And maybe its time
To shed this mortal skin
And go to all the places
That youve never been
Because within these
Confines of mortality
Stuck in this made up
All these words unspoken
You dont understand
You just nod your head
Theres a balance in this world
Of right and wrong
It makes up this masterpiece
Of lifes never-ending song
So take a deep breath
And sing along
The lyrics to this song
Where Are They Now?i.
What the fuck were you thinking?
I was scared and knew you deserved better.
They were 14 and freshman in high school and all he had ever wanted was to stand out.
When he was 7, he still didn't know how to tie his shoes and everyone made fun of him for it.
When he was 10, he had a panic attack because a bee was buzzing in his face and everyone made fun of him for it. They didn't know he was deathly allergic to the damn things and apparently they didn't really care to know.
When he was 12, he was shy and insecure and didn't want to shower with the rest of the guys in the locker room and everyone made fun of him for it. They even shoved him in a locker and laughed in his face and made sure he knew he was a midget. As if he didn't already know.
When he was 13, he broke his ankle at soccer practice and his coach told him to stop whining and get back on the field and everyone made fun of the boot he had on his foot the next day. Because guess what? He had broken his ankle; t
InvisibleSometimes, I am invisible.
I like you and I think that you might like me too.
But then some days, when I sit down next to you
And take a peek in your direction
To see if you'll talk to me again today,
You don't look at me at all,
And you don't say hello,
And you make it seem like you've never met me before.
I think it's because I am invisible sometimes.
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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