The Perfect DrugAnyways. I hope that those of you that are reading it, enjoy it. Slick's current story, very different from the last two, is on my new account thenameless69 , named Dream Weaver. Thanks for keeping up with all of my crap, I know updates are random, but I do try.
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The Perfect Drug -11- END “Dammit Slick, you’ve done nothing but mope around the place for a month. It’s starting to piss me off.” Slowly my eyes trailed upwards from staring at my converse to Clay’s face, which was frowning, glaring down at me. I matched it with one of my own, before rolling on my stomach, burying my head with my pillow. “So fucking what.” I could almost feel his glare deepen, burning a hole through my back. “Watch your fucking language, Slick!” &The Perfect Drug -11- END
by ~RKlvr
History Story -Alaino-Chapter One I cussed as I heard the damned sirens.History Story -Alaino-
Crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap. Why the hell did the neighbors always have to rat me out? Just wasn’t fair. Scowling and wrenching the door open hap-hazardly, stumbling into the hallway; I couldn’t help but glance back. Should’ve been more careful… oh well. To late now, anyways. I left the chick that was lying limp on the floor exactly where she was; apparently she was to young or whatever for corporate America. Bounding down the stairs, I knew I should’ve have gone out through the frickin’ front exit, but hey. I wasn’t exactly thinking straight,
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The Perfect Drug -10- The last three days of school were unimportant, and passed in one big blur. A week had passed; I hadn't seen Nikki or David since Josh's... accident. It was summer, school was out. But it didn't feel like it. I spent most of my day sleeping, eating, watching TV. The basement was my haven since Clay and Lavernia had gotten more wild lately, and I defianatly didn't want to be upstairs when they were in one of 'those moods'. I could hear them all the way down here, Lavernia screaming not-so-subtle things that I didn't really want to know about. Sighing and flopping down on the beaThe Perfect Drug -10-
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The Perfect Drug -9- As soon as I walked out of the office, shut the door, Cher bounded up to me, pretty much strangled me in a hug. I started coughing, startled, before she finally letme go and we started walking towards the doors. She still hung onto me though her arms around my waist. Didn't start talking until we were outside on the pavement. "What happened? Did you get in trouble? Are you okay? Did he--" I cut her off. "Shut up, Cher." Suddenly I was pissed at her, pissed at her for asking all those stupid questions, pissed at everything. "It's not okay, I aThe Perfect Drug -9-
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Love at First SightOne quick moment a twist of fate Unaware how quickly Our lives would changeLove at First Sight
A curious phone call an innocent request a hidden chance
to put our strength to the test Strangley attracted to
someone I barley even know Just remember
not to let your feelings show
One quick moment a twist of fate Unaware how quickly Our lives would change
A two day omtition an inevitable descision How could this happen so quick Why didn't I fight it Why didn't you resist Why ask all these questions We'll see wha
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Love HerThe tears started falling There was nothing I could do Even if I fight itLove Her
I’d still end up hurting you
I wish you could've staid I should've told the truth The feelings will never fade Now I’ve hurt you
The love that you disserved I could never give She knows you've been hurt
It’s her turn to love you
Give her your love
Not the shit I gave you Give her your love But let it be true
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