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Forever Us

The Mortician's Daughter

We walked down to the small dinning hall and we sat down where they slapped down a sandwhich for everyone. I opened up mine and stared at it. I was’t very hungry anymore.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to eat?” My roommate asked me.

“Just not hungry…” I started to say.

“Well you need to eat.” She pushed.

“I think I’m going to go to sleep for the night… not very hungry.” I said and stood up then passed my food to someone else to eat.

“Hey, I’m going to a party tonight, so I won’t be up for a while…” My roommate said. I started to remember, I don’t even know her name yet. Then again she doesn’t know mine either.

“Okay. Have a good time, see Andrew’s ass and you kick it, okay?” I laughed. She replied with a small chuckle and I went upstairs.

I closed the door behind me then slipped into a pair of black leggings and a Batman shirt, then went under the covers and turned on some music, then slowly fell asleep.

***
I woke up to someone tapping my shoulder. I turned around, expecting it was the girl but it wasn’t. It was anything but the girl.

“Andrew…” I gasped.

“Sky, I know. And please, let me explain, okay?!” He hissed.

“No.” I barked at him.

“Please!” he pleaded.

“Andrew, I thought I loved you and you go and do that, a-“ I started to say then I felt his soft lips press against mine in a rush, but once they were on there it didn’t seem rushed, it was relaxed. Why was I kissing back?! I’m pissed as hell at him! He doesn’t deserve for me to listen! Soon his lips left mine and he left my body wanting more, but my mind wanting less.

“Now will you listen…Please?” He asked with puppy eyes.

“… Fine…” I gave in and rolled my eyes.

Soon Andrew explained everything to me, from his emotions towards me and towards what Amanda did and so on. I believed him, but I was still hesitant, I don’t know why.

“Do you believe me now…?” He asked.

“Yeah, I believe you.” I said hesitantly.

“Guess I’ll leave then…” He said and started to get up.

“No!” I yelled in a panic then realized I yelled it. “I-I mean… I’m sorry, just please stay… please.” I begged.

“Anytime.” He said with a warm smile.

“Can we do something to keep me busy?” I asked.

“Like?” He questioned.

I looked around the room. Well shit. I don’t know. I got up and finally saw something we could do. I grabbed my acoustic and sat down by Andrew.

“You sing and I play?” I said, knowing the answer. Andrew and I always did this when one of us needed it.

He nodded and I started to play a small repetitive tune I came up with.

“Something I make up?” He asked.

“Yeah.” I replied.

“It’s going to be about you, then.” He smiled.

I smiled in return and soon his singing merged with the rhythm of the guitar.

“I open my lungs dear
I sing this song at funerals... no rush.
These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.
A baby boy you've held so tightly,
This pain it visits almost nightly
Missing hotel beds, I feel your touch.

I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush.
A universe so still.
No rust.
No dust will ever grow on this frame,
One million years, and I will say your name.
I love you more than I can ever scream.

We booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you as I left you.
Regrets still haunt my hollow head,
But I promised you that I will see you again, again.

I sit here and smile dear.
I smile because I think of you and I blush.
These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss.
A fuss is made of miles and travel
Roadways are but stones and gravel.
A bleeding heart can conquer every crutch.

We booked our flight those years ago
You said you loved me as you left me.
Regrets still haunt your saddened head,
But I promised you that I will see you.

We booked our flight those years ago
I said I loved you as I left you
Regret's no longer in my head,
But I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again, I'm home again, again, again.

I'm home again.” He sang.

By the end of the song I was crying lightly. It was beautiful, it was a beautiful song written for me. And this was the creation of out band. Biersack.

Notes

So sorry I was gone! A lot of shieeeeet happened ;-; Oh whale, I'm back. So how are yew guuuys? c: cx Seriously though, I feel like I vent in the notes section but you guys never vent to me and that's what some people need sometimes, if you need to vent you can personal message me if you would like c: You can always trust me.

Anywhore...

As always...

I LOVE YOU ALL, MY LITTLE BVB KITTENS!!!! <3 =^.^=

Comments

@lexiXbvb
Awh, thank you so much!!!! <3

@AndySixx? AndySixx.
I'm pretty sure I will be a good one bc you are good at making these stories XD

lexiXbvb lexiXbvb
6/17/15

@lexiXbvb
Awh, I'm so sorry, but yeyyy cx I'm hoping 'Habits' will be a good one cx

@I Am Bulletproof
It's not REALLY over cx just read 'Habits' and you'll understand the ending to my story I believe cx

Nooooooo!!! Whyyyyy!!! I am officially crying myself to sleep! It is sooooo good! I can't wait to keep reading habits!

lexiXbvb lexiXbvb
6/16/15