Lucy Shytime
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:31pm
Thread Topic: Lucy Shytime
-
(*Steals cupcake*)
Arabella's head quickly snapped to the side and she saw Angela standing there. Here eyes where a burning red, on fire with hatred and pain. "What?" she questioned, trying to hide the sharp tone to her voice. -
(D: cupcake...........oh, well :3 *gets another cucpake*)
"I see a crack mirror and bleeding knucles, what thell is wrong with you? Breaking sh-- won't solve any problem you have even if its already broken you can always fix it" angela said souding like her mother. -
(*Steals that one too* Muhahaha *eats both*)
Arabella shook her head. "The pain-" She starts, but quickly cuts herself off. Her eyes turned from a violent shade of red to a sad violet. Quickly, her eyes fluttered to the ground. "The pain helps me keep my head," she mutters. -
(Mr. cupcake come back to meh! D:
"What about being happy doesn't that help? Even though it might be hard to find their is always some happiness for everyone" angela said exiting the bathroom. -
(xD I SO EVIL)
Arabella shook her head as she looked back at the mirror. "Nobody understands," she whispers to herself while touching a finger to the shattered glass. Slowly, the glass begins to fix itself and it becomes a mirror yet again. -
(Meh mr. Cupake......oh, well *eats mr. Apple pie*)
Angela returned to the classroom with a lifeless look. She didn't want to be here she already hated the school. Soon Angela will be moving again to keep their safe distance. -
(xD *eats Ms. Cherry Pie.*)
Arabella looked at herself in the mirror again. She had the urge to crack it again, but she didn't. She turned and went back to class and sat down as the kids were working on a work sheet. She didn't bother to do it though. -
(:3 i want apple pie now)
Angela looked through her drawings. She theb found a note inbewteen her notebook. She read the note and tossed it in the trash can. -
(Well, /if you're American and celebrate the holiday/ Thanksgiving is coming up soon ^-^ PIES ALL NIGHT LONG)
This time, Arabella had a different song stuck in her head, and she couldn't help but write down the lyrics on herself. And I was hurting on the inside, so I hurt myself on the outside, too. But then came you, and you begged me to "Stop. Please stop."
Chris threw worried glances at Arabella and Angela. He couldn't help but feel worried for the two. -
(I got pumpkin pie but, i can't eat it until thanksgiving :(
Angela closed her eyes and thought about training to become stronger to make all hybirds and turners feel safer! [/i]that's it i'll make everyone feel safe and happy[/i] angela thought as she smiled to herself. -
(that's dumb. Thanksgiving should be everyday. Except for Christmas/Easter/Newyears/ ETC)
And I'm waiting for the phone to ring, to hear your voice again. Cause you're the only one who can save me from this dark and lonely end. But its getting colder by the second, surrounded by these forget-me-nots. And second thoughts. And I want them to stop. Arabella stopped the song before she started crying again.
"Alright, those papers are due tomorrow," Mrs. Leg spoke up as soon as the bell rang for lunch. "I'll see you tomorrow." -
Angela rushed out of the room with her things "finally" she mumbled. Angela went to the academy's garden and laid under a tree. "Peace and quiet" angela whispered. Angela smiled and slowly drifted off to sleep.
-
Arabella sighed and she walked outside. She never ate during lunch. SHe skipped it, always had. She wandered around outside while singing. No one was ever outside, so she thought she was safe from anyone hearing her.
"I'm holding on for my dear life to the railing on the roof,
and the ground below me looks up and says "What are you gonna do? Are you gonna throw it all away?
Gonna end it all Or not?" And I'm waiting for the phone to ring, to hear your voice again. Cause you're the only one who can save me from this dark and lonely end. But its getting colder by the second, surrounded by these forget-me-nots.
And second thoughts. And I want them to stop. Please, stop. Stop. Please, stop." -
Angela sang in her sleep
"I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun get out your guns battle's begun are you a saint or a sinner? If love's a fight then i shall die with my heart on the trigger they say before you start a war you better know what you're fighting for baby your all i adore if love is what you need a soilder i will be" -
Arabella kept singing.
" Well, the ground is looking softer every second that I wait.
And the rain is stinging on my skin as tears fall down my face.
And I hold your picture in my hand,
So you'll be with me when I go.
And I recall the moments that lead me to this.
All of my mistakes.
I say goodbye to all my memories,
And lies to my face.
Cause I was hurting on the inside,
So I hurt myself on the outside, too.
But then came you.
And you begged me to stop.
Please, stop.
Stop.
Please, stop.
And I walk up to the edge,
And I kiss your picture goodbye.
And I turn around to lean back and I see you
With your hands out screaming "Stop!"
Please, stop!
Stop!
Please, stop!
But you were just a little too late.
I touched your fingers on my way down.
Falling faster than I fell for you.
And when I look up,
I see you looking down on me.
You're screaming, crying, begging, pleading, weeping.
That's when everything stopped.
Stopped.
Stop.
Stop. "
Arabella fell silent and she listened to everything around her. She closed her eyes. She felt odd, like her heart was ripped out and wasn't beating anymore.
Of course it wasn't beating though, it stopped beating a long time ago. The day she turned, her hear stopped. Everything in her life did.
She hadn't ever been the same.
This thread is locked, therefore no new posts can be made.
