Safe... For Now
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Thread Topic: Safe... For Now
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Dean listened as she stood up and he listened to the softness of her footsteps and the way her heart beat in her chest. He could hear all these things but it still surprised him when her fingers touched his skin and drifted down his scars. A soft sigh escaped his lips and his eyes closed as if he was in ecstasy. A shiver took his back over slightly and then she was gone.
Opening up his eyes slowly he turned around and looked at her. "Because, maybe there really were." He said quietly and slid his shirt back over his head and back into place. "That girl was Victoria, she and those boys left me for my fate alone." He said quietly and looked at her. "I would make an Oath to you but I'm still.."
He hesitated as the words dried up his tounge. "Scared to fail again." He suddenly forced his tounge to move and the words spilled out before him, before her. Lifting is hand he lightly brushed away a strand of her hair and narrowed his eyes. -
Saffron's heart skipped a beat when Dean said that. Scared to fail again. Those words rang over and over again in her head. He'd be willing to make an Oath to protect her? He cared about her that much?
Though he's scared to fail and kill her.
She didn't know what to say, or what to do, it was all so confusing to her. It was all a lot to take in. She took in a deep breath as he brushed away a strand of her hair.
"Making an Oath to me... would that get your wings back? Would it make your fate better?" she questioned softly, tears really threatening to spill over.
She would be willing to do anything to make Dean's life better. He didn't seem like the kind of guy who deserved that horrible fate and life. He seemed better, and he seemed like he was trying to pick up the pieces of his old mistakes. She'd be willing to do anything to help him, but if he failed she wouldn't care. The scars on her wrists proved that she didn't care. -
Dean shrugged slightly and rubbed his face with both hands. "The Council said if I could ever fix all that I've broken or prove myself worthy then there could be a chance.." He shook his head and looked tormented. "I don't want to put that on you." He said simply and shrugged.
What if he could do it though? Save her and himself? Faint excitement pulsed through his veins but quickly faded out. No. He woulny bring that all on Saffron's shoulders and drag her into his own mess.
"An Oath is a lot more then you might think.. It's a bonding of a warrior and his ward. It's like the connecting of souls in a way." He rubbed a spot on his chest where his heart was. He once broke an Oath and it felt as if his heart was ripped from his chest and his soul had been shattered. -
She couldn't believe that he was shrugging. Shrugging at a situation like that? Shrugging is something you do when someone asks you a question and you don't know or care about the answer, not something as important as the situation they were in!
"I don't care if all that is on me or not," Saffron spoke without thinking. "Really, I don't care. If I were to live or die it wouldn't matter to me. Dying and getting out of this hellhole known as my home would be amazing, and living a wonderful life would be wonderful too. I understand that you're afraid of failing like you mentioned you had before-"
Her voice cracked. She wasn't used to speaking so much or so fast like she was. She wasn't really thinking straight anyways and she hardly understood the words she was speaking. But in a way they sort of made sense to her.
"Besides, if you wont do it for me, then who else would you do it for?" she went on. "I just want your life to get better, because something is telling me you deserve more than this, more than just protecting someone as worthless like me but you can't get the better life if you don't take the chance. If you fail, then you can blame it on me. I'm the one trying to convince you into doing it."
Suddenly all the words Saffron spoke seemed utterly stupid and pointless. How can you convince someone to bind souls together and have the chance of being ripped up and dammed to a fate worse than going to Hell? Her face heated up a little as she thought her words stupid and idiotic and she forced her eyes away from Deans. -
Dean stepped forward and grabbed her face with his hands and forced her to look at him dead in the eye. "I've seen your scars, I know your pain and I know the tears you've cried." He said suddenly and rested his forehead against hers. "I want to save you so bad that I would burn in the depths of Hell for the rest of my immortal life just to do that for you."
Emotions spilled over him and through his body as he let everything fall out of his mouth in a mess of words and feelings. His scars tingled and he wished he could wrap them up in a blanket of feathers and protect her forever in his arms. "I'll tell you what.. I'll make an Oath to you if you promise me one thing.."
He grabbed one of her wrist and flipped it over so her scars sang out clear as day. "Stop this." He said quietly an lifted his green eyes to her blue eyes. Two tormented, broken people so messed up and equally twisted all they wanted was to live and be free.
(I have an idea for this soap..) -
(oh tell meh tell meh :3)
And oh my god the words Dean just said- Imma cry that was beautiful
Saffron's hands started to shake as her heart started to beat faster and her breath got caught up in her throat. So many emotions stirred inside of her and she didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to do.
A part of her wanted to rip her wrist away from his hands and move away from him. That part of her wanted to yell at him for no reason; wanted to push him away even though she just begged him to make that Oath with her.
Another part of her wanted to say that she would, and that she'd make that promise as long as it helped him have the life that she knew he deserved.
She tried to speak, she tried to say something that told him that she agreed but she couldn't find the words to say and speak them. For once she actually thought about what she was going to say. Instead, with her free hand, she reached down into her pocket and she pulled out her razor. It was faintly stained with blood, but not much, and she held it out towards Dean as if saying 'take it from me.'
She couldn't say it, but she was agreeing with his terms. -
So let's say that she ends up dying, Dean gets his wings back and suddenly here comes Saffron as an angel. Omg those words just spilled out from me an I loved them so much. -squeal-)
Dean took the razor from her and put it in his pocket quietly. "Thank you." He whispered and kissed her forehead softly and sighed his breath warm on her skin. "We can make it tonight at midnight." He promised and pulled away from her and breaking all contact between them.
He knew what he was about to do would be crazy and messed up but he also knew he both needed it and they would feel happy about it. This was just a big crazy mess and Dean didn't want to have it any other way. -
DUDE f--- YEAH LET'S DO IT. Dude, we have to come up for ship names for Saffron and Dean, and Zoey and Petro. They're both adorable))
When Dean kissed the top of her head, shivers was sent up her spine, and her hands were still shaking when he pulled away from her.
Saffron was finally able to speak at that point as curiosity got the better of her. "What... What do we have to do to make an Oath?" she questioned, her heart still pounding in her chest for the thing she just agreed to.
She knew how much of a mess she probably just got herself in, but she didn't care. She was probably going to regret the promise of not cutting too. Many times before she had tried to stop because she didn't want the scars to remind her of her horrible past, but it was like a drug. Like a thirst. She had become addicted to pain because she felt safe with pain; safe with the possibility of suicide.
Safe with Death. -
Saffean? Deaffron? xD Zetro?! Peoy? xD Please can we make them OC's and rp when the soaps end?!)
Dean walked to his draw and put the razor up somewhere where she wouldn't be able to find it or get to it. "I'm assuming you're a virgin here so that'll make it easier but.." He blushed and flashed her a flirty grin as if this was an every day thing. "I have to dress in my typical battle uniform and you can simply be as you are. I'll draw a circle around us in salt, light five candles to represent each element and I'll say these words and I'll make a cut, over my heart and then on my hand." He pointed to the fleshy part on his thumb.
"Then I'll say more words, cut your thumb and mix our blood together." He shrugged just slightly and looked up at her. -
I like Saffean and Zetro that's adorable~ YUSH WE SHALL DO OC'S! I've actually only roleplayed twice, but that was in the Lounge xD it'll be fun to do a real RP that'll go on ^-^))
Saffron blushed a little when Dean mentioned her being a virgin, though she didn't know why. Most of the stuff he said to her didn't make much sense though. Stuff with salt and mixing blood? It was all odd and confusing, but she didn't try to make sense of it.
She nodded her head wiping a few tears from her face which she didn't notice before and with a shaking voice she said, "Okay." The blush quickly faded from her face and it became pale again as a few more tears came streaming down her cheeks.
She didn't even know why she was crying, but the tears just kept on coming and coming and she felt powerless; like she couldn't stop them. -
Perfect! Well like, in RP's we can do like Dark and whoever does and it'll be fun ^^ I enjoy RP's because you can end them and start a new thread and pick it up where you left off~ or start over.)
Dean looked up from where he stood and saw the tears running down her cheeks and so he walked over to her. "Hey.. Shh.. It'll be okay I promise." He whispered and pulled her into his arms. He could feel her tears start to soak through his shirt and touch his skin but he didn't let her go.
Dean stood there and held her tightly against his chest as if he could stop the tears by just holding her. He could sense the pain and fear rushing through her body and he nuzzled her hair and sighed. "I'm here now.. I'll protect you forever." He kissed her head and closed his eyes. -
Really? Cool!
I should probably make more OC's doe cause my only one is a crazy fifteen year old girl who lives in England xDWe'll totally do that when this ends ^-^))
It had been a while since Saffron had let herself cry. Most of the times she'd try to smother herself by covering her mouth with her hands to keep her cries silent, but that time was different. She tightly wrapped her arms around Dean and poured years worth of tears.
Her tears let out all the screams she never screamed, and the words she never said, and all the pain that she kept bottled up for years and years. It felt good to finally let her emotions out, but yet she also felt embarrassed for some odd reason. No one had ever seen her cry before, not at school, not at home, no one. And now this boy, Dean who turns out to be a Fallen Angle, is the first person to really ever see her cry.
"I'm sorry," she said through her tears. -
Sorry I'm working a concession stand and we got swapped!)
Dean suddenly picked her up in his arms and cradled her little form against his big one. "Don't be sorry Saffron.. There's nothing to be sorry for." He whispered quietly and led her towards his room. He laid down in his bed still holding her and just let her cry on his chest.
His hand brushed slowly up and down her back in a comforting way and he just hugged her. Dean could feel the sadness rolling out of her and he just wanted her to stop hurting. -
Concession stand?
this thirteen year old girl is stupid xD))
Saffron still couldn't find the words to say, but she still felt sorry. She didn't know why she felt sorry she just... did. So she didn't try to make sense of it, she just closed her eyes and let the tears pour onto Dean's shirt. Her hands gripped her sleeves as she pulled herself in to a small ball, her head still resting on Dean's chest.
Since Dean was hugging her she felt warm and not alone. Like she belonged there with him and deep inside she really liked that feeling of actually being somewhere and belonging there. The sadness and wrenching feeling in her hear though made it almost impossible to enjoy that happy feeling. -
Like where you get snacks when you go to a football game, wrestling meet, etc. xD)
Dean let his hands run across her back and up and down her arms as he tried to let her know that he was there for her and that he wanted to fix every broken part of her heart and soul. It hurt watching her hurt.
A few hums suddenly started to echo from his chest and throat as he started to him a strange tune that seemed to fill the air around them. It was a haunting, sweet lullaby that he knew well and it would help put her to sleep. "Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars.." He sang softly and closed his eyes.
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