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"she thinks im strong...shes whrong...im the weakest out of the three of us...i use my hands to hurt others in fear that they're going to hurt me...i dont do it in protection...i do it in fear..." i hold Carrie tighter feeling like she's the last human on earth. "please don't....dont tell anyone...dont even tell Nikky......youre the only one...i want to know...how weak i realy am..."
i fell the tears stop but i still cling to Carrie...
that sentence...made my eyes widen...she...loves...me? I think to myself....she..loves...me....i losend my grip on her and pulled back slowly, i just looked at Carrie my eyes wide. "do you mean that...do you...love me..." i ask quietly...ive been told i was loved....by the one who hurt me...but...she...i feel right being here...with her...even though im a boy stuck in a girls body...i fell like i can trust her...like...i love her...alredy..
i just nodded slowly... "i-its not silly....i..i know...i know...im....i dont have my own body...but...i...do..like you..." i took hold of her face and gently pressed my lips to hers, she smelled faintly of perfume and her lips where soft and warm....
i just stood my eyes closed waiting for her to do anything...to slap me, kiss back....stab me...anything...just...to have her reackt....i was shaking still afraid to be hit...but i would accept it...if i was going out of bounds...then i deserved to be slaped...we had only just meet each other after all.
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I huged back.... "i...i love you too..."
I let go anf took a step back, "what to do now?" i asked smiling gently...smiling a realy happy...true smile... "i geuss me have to wait till dinner to eat....we could alwaise...i dont know...what do you want to do?" i asked running my hand through my hair...the long hair i had grown use to having.
"its going to be pretty boring in this place..." i sat donw on my bed and streched, "what do you do in youre spare time?" i asked, "i paint...Nikky reads or whrights....and Layla...does whatever 5 year old kids do..i dont know....eat dirt?"
I huged back.... "i...i love you too..."
I let go anf took a step back, "what to do now?" i asked smiling gently...smiling a realy happy...true smile... "i geuss me have to wait till dinner to eat....we could alwaise...i dont know...what do you want to do?" i asked running my hand through my hair...the long hair i had grown use to having.
"its going to be pretty boring in this place..." i sat donw on my bed and streched, "what do you do in youre spare time?" i asked, "i paint...Nikky reads or whrights....and Layla...does whatever 5 year old kids do..i dont know....eats dirt?"
"my paintings....are..good...but..ususaly dark...Nikky doesnt like them...but..i do enjoy it...more than anything..."
"i should..let NIkky out soon...i know she hates it when she looses hours of time...but...i like...being around you...youre the first person...who..i feel safe....to tell things..." i smiled and streched again... "sometimes...i wish i had my own body.." i said quietly... "ever since i was created...ive alwaise wanted my own body...but...that cant happen.." i skratched my nose and yawned..
"god...when do we get to sleep around here?"
i laughed a bit too, "smart ass..."
"but...i think should go...bye...i...love you" saying that was a bit new and i felt myself being pulled in...
i blinked and felt someone beside me, i looked and saw Carrie, "oh..hi...how long...was Layla out?" i asked feeling a bit stuffed, Zeak has obviously been smoking... "gosh...im tired....Layla was right....it was pretty foggy in there....but it whore off"
i sat up streching, "oh...and how are you?"
It didn’t seem real to her as her mother drove off without another word. Leaving her there – alone. How was this the best thing for her? She would be alone; why would people want to get to know her? A stupid, timid girl who didn’t know what reality was and what was her mind playing tricks on her. The small suitcase at Andy’s side seemed heavier as she reached down to pick it up, making her way to the front door of this large building. Who would she meet here? What would her life come down to? Andy didn’t know much about this place; it was her mom that told her one day that she was to move here, and to come to terms with the difficulties in life. Truthfully, it was the fact that she herself was depressed, and seeing her own daughter go through the same thing was too much for her to bear. Now Andy was here; alone and afraid. Knocking on the door, she just prayed people would kill her as she entered.