I'm thinking of you in my sleepless solitude tonight...
Becoming enrolados in sheets of satin, I rolled to my side and slowly opened an eye, spotting the black outline of a figure lingering in the doorway. Confused, I propped myself up on an elbow and squinted, trying to make out the figure in the darkness. "Matthew?" I called out softly, pulling the sheets up to cover exposed flesh. The figure moved closer without a word, shutting the bedroom door. For a moment I questioned whether or not the illusions had returned. While I wasn't seeing Lex, I was thinking of him. Fear and anxiety washed over me until the suspense became too much.
My senses somehow heightened as the shadow stood motionless. That familiar fragrance of his body suddenly came to me, and without second-guessing my actions, I held my arms out to him - beckoning him. Hesitantly the shadow stood at the center of the room, but within a matter of segundos he wrapped his arms around me, my own arms snaking around him in retaliation, and his lips collided with mine, sending me backwards into the pool of sheets awaiting us. Heated kisses built on the excitement and I found myself touching his face with feathered caresses. At last, he spoke to me. "Jamie," he whispered, my eyes envisioning him in the darkness. I pressed a mile long finger to his thinly shaped lips, quieting him.
On their own accord, my fingers roamed every inch of skin above me until I felt the hem of his shirt. I tugged once, twice, three times before pulling it up and over his head, tossing it mindlessly to the floor beside us. The room seemed to be on the verge of one hundred degrees before we both stripped of every artigo of clothing adhering to our bodies. Soon his chest suffocated mine, stomach to stomach, holding each other like never before. His mouth traveled down the side of my neck and I closed my eyes, sucking in a deep breath.
I'd risk my life to feel your body seguinte to mine...
With each thrust of his hips, each kiss teasing my skin, I sunk deeper and deeper into an ocean of indescribable pleasure - pleasure I never knew existed. Soft cries of perfect rapture consumed me, unable to control the rhythm of my hips matching in time with his. My fingertips glided across the slickness of his back, taking note of every muscular groove tightening and relaxing. He rolled and I followed, steadying myself with hands pressed firmly to his chest. The feel of his fingers gripping my waist sent me into overdrive, foolish to desire something different for even a second.
I flattened a hand against the headboard before me, bringing myself to a climax so toe-curling, it left me gasping for a single breath to refuel. He lifted himself to hold me, my body shaking from the unfamiliar intensity it experienced. I soon relaxed enough to nestle close to him, listening to his heartbeat. A few soft strokes tickled my back before I felt his fingers close around a stray lock of hair. I wanted to tell him everything, everything I wanted to say all along, but I was speechless. Perhaps words weren't necessary. My right hand trailed to his stomach, trying to convince myself it was real. He was real, and he was here with me.
I can see you clearly, vividly emblazoned in my mind...
A groan of frustration awakened me as I rolled over to face the sunlight pouring through the curtains of my bedroom. I had trouble recalling the anterior night; was it all a dream, or was it reality? It seemed my entire life was nothing but a giant blur nowadays. Protesting against myself but failing miserably, I sat up in cama and glanced to my left. There Matthew slept soundlessly, his chest rising and falling in a way that made me shiver. Every range of emotion stirred inside me as I watched him, returning to the warm indentation my figure created during the course of the night. I immediately felt myself lose control, unable to prevent the tears that slowly trickled their way down my cheeks. A hand gently cupped his face. I shook my head, struggling to suppress a sigh, and gazed at him. With that morning's arrival, the vision of Alexander had departed.
Becoming enrolados in sheets of satin, I rolled to my side and slowly opened an eye, spotting the black outline of a figure lingering in the doorway. Confused, I propped myself up on an elbow and squinted, trying to make out the figure in the darkness. "Matthew?" I called out softly, pulling the sheets up to cover exposed flesh. The figure moved closer without a word, shutting the bedroom door. For a moment I questioned whether or not the illusions had returned. While I wasn't seeing Lex, I was thinking of him. Fear and anxiety washed over me until the suspense became too much.
My senses somehow heightened as the shadow stood motionless. That familiar fragrance of his body suddenly came to me, and without second-guessing my actions, I held my arms out to him - beckoning him. Hesitantly the shadow stood at the center of the room, but within a matter of segundos he wrapped his arms around me, my own arms snaking around him in retaliation, and his lips collided with mine, sending me backwards into the pool of sheets awaiting us. Heated kisses built on the excitement and I found myself touching his face with feathered caresses. At last, he spoke to me. "Jamie," he whispered, my eyes envisioning him in the darkness. I pressed a mile long finger to his thinly shaped lips, quieting him.
On their own accord, my fingers roamed every inch of skin above me until I felt the hem of his shirt. I tugged once, twice, three times before pulling it up and over his head, tossing it mindlessly to the floor beside us. The room seemed to be on the verge of one hundred degrees before we both stripped of every artigo of clothing adhering to our bodies. Soon his chest suffocated mine, stomach to stomach, holding each other like never before. His mouth traveled down the side of my neck and I closed my eyes, sucking in a deep breath.
I'd risk my life to feel your body seguinte to mine...
With each thrust of his hips, each kiss teasing my skin, I sunk deeper and deeper into an ocean of indescribable pleasure - pleasure I never knew existed. Soft cries of perfect rapture consumed me, unable to control the rhythm of my hips matching in time with his. My fingertips glided across the slickness of his back, taking note of every muscular groove tightening and relaxing. He rolled and I followed, steadying myself with hands pressed firmly to his chest. The feel of his fingers gripping my waist sent me into overdrive, foolish to desire something different for even a second.
I flattened a hand against the headboard before me, bringing myself to a climax so toe-curling, it left me gasping for a single breath to refuel. He lifted himself to hold me, my body shaking from the unfamiliar intensity it experienced. I soon relaxed enough to nestle close to him, listening to his heartbeat. A few soft strokes tickled my back before I felt his fingers close around a stray lock of hair. I wanted to tell him everything, everything I wanted to say all along, but I was speechless. Perhaps words weren't necessary. My right hand trailed to his stomach, trying to convince myself it was real. He was real, and he was here with me.
I can see you clearly, vividly emblazoned in my mind...
A groan of frustration awakened me as I rolled over to face the sunlight pouring through the curtains of my bedroom. I had trouble recalling the anterior night; was it all a dream, or was it reality? It seemed my entire life was nothing but a giant blur nowadays. Protesting against myself but failing miserably, I sat up in cama and glanced to my left. There Matthew slept soundlessly, his chest rising and falling in a way that made me shiver. Every range of emotion stirred inside me as I watched him, returning to the warm indentation my figure created during the course of the night. I immediately felt myself lose control, unable to prevent the tears that slowly trickled their way down my cheeks. A hand gently cupped his face. I shook my head, struggling to suppress a sigh, and gazed at him. With that morning's arrival, the vision of Alexander had departed.
~ Chapter 1: Dreams
Love. Unconditional and pure amor was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from dia to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But amor was still there, although destroyed por many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and coração full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be leite and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
amor was still there, that pure amor that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of amor was still burning...
Love. Unconditional and pure amor was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from dia to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But amor was still there, although destroyed por many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and coração full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be leite and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
amor was still there, that pure amor that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of amor was still burning...
Texas Rancho Viejo 1942
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He said kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think you will"
I said sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas you cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He said kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think you will"
I said sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas you cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
Always running
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.
I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.
There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.
I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.
There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
Dusty Streets
A blazing sun,
comida and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.
Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.
The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.
-Emily Eaton (13)
A blazing sun,
comida and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.
Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.
The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.
-Emily Eaton (13)
I have a secret: I'm afraid. I'm terribly afraid that I AM GOING TO DIE. I didn't ask for leukemia. Nor did I expect it. Especially not chronic myelogenous leukemia. Especially when chronic myelogenous leukemia tends to affect the OLDER males, and I'm only what, 14?
But do you know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.
But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
But do you know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.
But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
I was in the class the other day, and Mrs.Crosswaer was handing out new assignments. And he stared at me! Oh his name is Sam, and he was staring at me dreamly!!!!!!!!!!!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!
I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!
I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!