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Life After Lies - Chapter 17Life After Lies
As we walked side-by-side down the street, both of us soaking wet because we had no protection from the rain, I couldn't help glancing at Noah and wondering if this really was all over or not.
It was around ten when the storm began to die down. There hadn't been a clash of thunder in a while, not since we'd been inside Mendez's house, which was now a pretty good distance away from us. The rain and wind, though cold as ever and still strong enough to be an inconvenience, were also starting to ease up. It would be a while before it all stopped completely, but that was a start, right?
Both guns hidden safely away, I flexed my newly freed fingers to help get rid of the numbness in them and then pulled my jacket tightly around myself, gritting my teeth to keep them from chattering. What I would've given for a tall, black cup of coffee loaded down with sugar and caffeine, right then. At least it would've ser
Life After Lies - Chapter 15Life After Lies
'"Before, I'd spent all that time alone, making up excuses for him. Hell, if he had shown just one hint of concern that day, I probably would've forgiven him on the spot, but no. Nothing. So I was forced to abandon my precious lies, and even though I hated myself for making them up up in the first place, it was a hard thing to do. I'm still wondering if I really deserved it or not. Maybe that was all punishment for being indifferent to other people all my life; for only caring about myself. But it wasn't all bad..." he opened his eyes and looked back at me, and though it wasn't enough to truly be significant, that gaze was surprisingly...gentle.
"I did have you."'
The first time I knocked, there came no response, but I easily sensed some sort of activity going on inside. Without straining, I could just hear the sound of hushed, almost panicked voices-one
Life After Lies - Chapter 14
Life After Lies
"Our fingers laced together, only to have him pull away and then take my hand in his own, lifting it up. I was starting to sink now, starting to sink into the darkness and the silence. I had to strain myself to hear his last words, just a soft murmur in the distance.
'Thank you, Heather.'
Smooth lips laid themselves upon my knuckles.
My eyes closed, the warmth of sleep enveloped me, and the last real, raw emotion I remember feeling was pure contentedness before I floated into the blissful nothing and knew no more."
"If you could stop staring at that computer screen for two seconds and hand me my plane tickets, I'd really appreciate it." Eyes never leaving the monitor, Charlie picked up the two small slips of paper to his right from the desk and slowly placed them in my outstretched hand. I rolled my eyes at hi
Life After Lies - Chapter 13Life After Lies
I immediately turned to exit the room. It might have just been me, but I thought I heard DeMiller whisper something to the client as I walked out, but I paid it no mind. I was too busy focusing on the fact that I'd done it. The only thing left to do was get the money, and Noah would be spared. He had a chance now...
...but the nightmare wasn't over just yet.
Okay, time to get down to business. Now that I officially had the permission to pay a visit to Noah's father, I was taking care of everything that needed to be done before the cross-country trip. It wasn't very hard. The first necessary necessary step I had to take was to get the plane reservation done, which had been easy to accomplish. That had been the most important task, but there were still other things that needed to be done to make sure both of us made it out in one piece.
That being said, it's not every day a mission for
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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