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Post by Shannon on Dec 19, 2009 18:21:19 GMT -5
Shannon
I woke up to the bright light of sunlight reflecting off of the snow outside my window. Even though it was freezing outside, I still slept shirtless with only a pair of jeans. I was laying face down on my bed, one arm curled under me and the other thrown out across the bed beside me. The dark blue sheets came up the the middle of my back, leaving my shoulders and half of my back exposed.
I laid in the bar of sunlight for a few minutes before decided to get up. I rolled over and got out of bed, grabbing my cell phone off of the side table. I walked out of my room, not bothering to get dressed. I wasn't sure if Izzy was awake yet or not. I went into the kitchen and looked around, not sure why I walked in there in the first place. I wasn't even hungry. I walked up to the kitchen window and looked out at the undisturbed winter snow.
I walked away from the window and explored the apartment looking for Izzy. I wasn't sure if she was even here or not. She might be out doing something with her friends... I felt oddly lonely. I didn't really know that many people here. Eventually I found myself back in my room. I pressed a couple of buttons on my stereo, turning on CKY's "Close Yet Far".
Who said that I wasn't right?
I've lived for years without a life
Don't have a soul on my side
Still ridiculed despite how hard that I have tried
Don't take me under your wing
I don't need a hand, don't need anything
I've got a roof over my head
As if I'd rather be alone with me instead
Close yet far
Drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are
And I'll tip my hat to those who can't believe it's me
Though I never never never ever wanted this to be
I can hear the sounds of the city
Sunrise and set are the same to me
A hesitating pulse is good company
And my reflection offers no apology
But who said that I wasn't right?
And I've lived for years without a life
Don't have a soul on my side
Still ridiculed despite how hard that I have tried
Close yet far
Drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are
And I'll tip my hat to those who can't believe it's me
Though I never never never ever wanted this to be
Close yet far
Drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are
And I'll think of the days when there was something to believe
Though I never never never ever wanted this to be
I flopped back on my bed, letting the sunlight warm my bare back. I sighed, folding an arm under my head. It was quiet in the apartment other than the music. It seemed like I was suspended in time, moving in a world of frozen people. |
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 19, 2009 23:38:16 GMT -5
Fighting with the morning sun coming through the window was a futile battle that I was never going to win; no matter how much I so wanted to stay asleep. I finally admitted defeat and sat up. At the side of my bed were my fluffy pink slippers that I put on every morning when I got up. As I exited my room I peeked into Shannon’s and low and behold he was missing. So I decided to move on to the bathroom where my first action was to rid of the awful morning taste in my mouth.
It took a while, but I was soon satisfied with my dental hygiene for the time being. It was cold, and wearing a pair of glow in the dark Joe Boxer shorts with “Ho Ho Ho” written on them was no doubt no helping. All the same I had no ambition to change just yet. The long sleeve shirt I had on was good enough for cover for now.
As I passed Shannon’s room one more time on the way back to my room I noticed that he was there this time around. I wasn’t sure how he managed to sneak past me all the time, but he did. I didn’t bother knocking before I went in. “What are you doing lazy bones?” I clumb up onto the bed and squished next to him trying to take up as much space as I could, maybe forcing him to resign his post on the bed.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 19, 2009 23:46:22 GMT -5
I groaned quietly and threw my arm across her, pulling her closer, forgetting that I was still shirtless. "We don't have school. I'm celebrating with music." My voice was lower than normal since I had just woken up. I clicked a couple of buttons on my remote, switching it to Coheed and Cambria's heavy metal. The first song that came on was one of their calmer ones titled 'Always & Never'. If beauty sits the child's kiss
Of laughter I amend
Can you catch her if she runs?
With this I would share with you
All of this count to no end
Behind your sealed eyes you miss
All that I've done for you
Will you catch me when I run?
If timing plays evident
What would you say when you're late?
Stay with me and fall asleep
Pray to God for no bad dreams
Stay with me and fall asleep
Pray to God for no bad dreams
Here... I'm... I'm still waiting here, my dear
For one kiss from you
So here... I'm... I'm still waiting here, my dear
To kill all of you
To kill all of you It was fairly short. The next one reverted back to their heavy metal. I figured it might help me wake up. It was entitled 'Welcome Home'. You could have been all I wanted
But you weren't honest
Now get in the ground
You choked off the surest of favors
But if you really loved me
You would have endured my world
Well if you're just as I presumed
A whore in sheep's clothing
Fucking up all I do
And if SO here we stop
Then never again
Will you see this in your life
Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest, is A love ever longed
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to take premise to all of these songs
You stormed off to scar the armada
Like Jesus played myartar
I'll drill through your hands
The stone for the curse you have blamed me
With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep.
But if you could just write me out
To neverless wonder... happy will I become
Be true that this is no option,
So with sin I condemn you
Demon pray, Demon out.
Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest is our love ever longed
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to take premise to all of these songs
One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl,
I'd do anything for you
One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl
Before I hope you die. I tossed my remote and rolled over, my arm still over Izzy. "Don't wanna get up." I hadn't opened my eyes the entire time. |
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 20, 2009 0:01:48 GMT -5
I took a hold of Shannon’s arm with both of my hands like it was some sort of safety bar. By the end of the first song I was almost asleep myself, but then the second one streamed through my ears and I about jumped out of bed Shannon’s arm and all. “Well no wonder you don’t want to get up…this music is….well horrible. You know I love you, but this is like…suicide worthy. Why don’t you put in something less slit wrist, you might feel better.” I smiled warmly not that he could tell, so to supplement my unnoticed gesture I snuggled into him, hoping it would bring him around to wanting to get up and greet the day with me. “C’mon Birdie I’m lonely when you’re asleep…”
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Post by Shannon on Dec 20, 2009 0:11:31 GMT -5
I smiled and opened one eyes. "Pfft, there's nothing wrong with my music. It's amazing and you know it." I rolled over onto my back, taking her with me. "I'm awake..." I clicked a couple of buttons on the remote again, switching it to "Wake Up" ironically. Same band, but another one of their more relaxed songs. I stretched my back, making it crack, before relaxing again. I'm gonna ride this plane out of your life again
I wish that I could stay, but you argue
More than this I wish, you could've seen my face
In backseats staring out, the window
I'll do anything for you
Kill anyone for you
So leave yourself intact
'Cause I will be coming back
In a phrase to cut these lips
I love you
The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up
I've earned through hope and faith
On the curves around your face
That I'm the one you'll hold forever
If morning never comes for either one of us
Then this I pray to you wherever
I'll do anything for you
This story is for you
'Cause I'd do anything you want me to for you
I'll do anything for you
Kill anyone for you
So leave yourself intact
'Cause I won't be coming back
In a phrase to cut these lips
I loved you
The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up
The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
'Til you decide to wake up |
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 20, 2009 0:38:01 GMT -5
I made an audible squeak noise when Shannon decided it was okay to play reverse-role-play. “Hey I thought I was supposed to be the one trying to get you to move. Now I’m a POW.” I playfully squirmed around in a false attempt to escape, but I actually wanted to do no such thing. “So now that you’re awake, can I make you breakfast?” I leaned my head into him, it made more sense to just wait until he let go before I moved away from him.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 20, 2009 0:47:29 GMT -5
I coughed, and tightened my grip. "Breakfast is overrated." I wasn't interested in moving from my warm and messy bed. The sheets were tangled around on of my feet from my repeated movement. "Nu pleca." For some reason, I had reverted back to my native Romanian. She probably had no idea what I just said, but it didn't matter. A muscle twitched randomly in my side and I smacked a hand over it to make it stop.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 20, 2009 1:03:44 GMT -5
I wasn’t about to start complaining over him not letting go, it made me happy to get to be the teddy bear this time. “But Birdie…I’m hungry.” I was about to start into a false whining mantra when he caught me off guard with a language I had not heard since the one summer so long ago that I stayed with him over in Romania. “Shannon what did that mean?” By this point I had given up on motivating him to move. I was now sleepy and warm, tow things that were not worth correcting so long as Shannon was here.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 20, 2009 1:13:04 GMT -5
I sighed. "Hmm... We'll go after a while." I tangled my fingers in the back of her shirt so she couldn't leave easily. When she asked me about the phrase from before, I laughed quietly. "It means, 'don't go'." I didn't use my native language very often. It brought back strange memories that could be quite unpleasant.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 20, 2009 1:32:04 GMT -5
I nodded once in agreement to the ‘don’t go’ thing. When Shannon took a hold of my shirt, I wanted to return the gesture, but being as there was only skin, that wasn’t possible, at least not in any comfortable sense. So I moved my hands up to his shoulders and took a hold of those instead. “No worries I’m not going anywhere.” I relaxed the rest of the way and just let what ever music that decided to play next come and go, just like my conciseness.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 20, 2009 1:48:56 GMT -5
"Hmm..." I grabbed the remote again and put it in my pocket after switching the song. "Once Upon Your Dead Body" now played. "Good thing it's not Christmas. I'm gonna be up at dawn on that day. Just out of habit." Even though we were just best friends, this was okay, holding each other this way. If hello could only drop its "O"
And then stay in the front door's way
Of your home, would you live there still?
Could that make you everything I hate?
Wait...
Do you remember why you did it?
No, I don't
Do you remember why she left?
I do
No. I hope you die right now
Will you drink my chemical?
Is there price to burn this paradise?
Where you left all parts that hurt to mend
If I don't stay awake
Will she come here again?
For my wish of only one last kiss
Do you remember why you did that?
No, I don't
Do you remember why she left
I do
I hope you die right now
Will you drink my chemical?
And If you cry out loud
It'll only make me feel too good
Once upon your, once upon your, once upon your, dead body
I hope you die right now, it'll only make me feel too good |
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 20, 2009 14:56:22 GMT -5
“You know I’m gonna beat you to it just so I can come in here and jump on the bed shouting It’s Christmas, It’s Christmas!” The idea brought a smile to my somber looking expression. I couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes, I was far to content and comfortable for that. “I just had a revolutionary idea, instead of piling on the blankets this winter I’m just going to sleep with you…you’re flippen warm.” I laughed a little but couldn’t carry it out for long, my comfort was making me too lazy for something even as simple as that.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 20, 2009 22:58:18 GMT -5
I groaned, closing my eyes. "I didn't ask for a new alarm clock." I smiled crookedly at my comment. I listened intently while she talked until I got a wicked idea. "Hmm... warm you say? Would you like to meet my hands?" I shoved my icy hands up her sleeves, clamping my hands around her arms like iron bands.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Dec 20, 2009 23:07:32 GMT -5
I jumped up but it didn’t matter, I was trapped, this time by clamps of ice. “Shannon!!! Let go!!!” I squirmed every which way trying to figure out a way to escape my freezing prison. “Rah!!!” I had thoughts of getting violent, and after so long I quit trying to resist those thoughts. I finally leaned in and bit him on the shoulder, gently at first, but the longer he held on the harder my bite got.
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Post by Shannon on Dec 20, 2009 23:18:43 GMT -5
I laughed quietly when she tried to get away. I had gamer's hands, there was getting away from me. I could feel the warmth from her arms seeping into my hands. It surprised me slightly when she bit me. True it was distracting, but I could withstand the pain. I laughed again. "Izzy, how do you know I don't like it like that?" I was sure the question would get her brain thinking.
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