|YouMeLess Then Perfect
Author: Rachels-Secret PM
Romans deep voice echos through my empty head. Hes creeping around my mind. My memories. Memories I've been hiding for over a year. My family, and the terrible accident that claimed their lives. And my mortality. A Songfic for Love the Way You Lie.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Romance - Words: 370 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-19-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6488848
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Authors note: This song doesn't belong to me. True artist is Eminem. This book doesn't belong to me. True Author is Alyson Noel
High off of love
Drunk from the hate
It's like I'm huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
Romans deep voice echos through my empty head. Hes creeping around my mind. My memories. Memories I've been hiding for over a year. My family, and the terrible accident that claimed their lives. And my mortality.
I hate him. He took my relationship and ripped it apart into a million pieces never to be put together again. But I have one confession. I love him and I cant stop thinking about him. When I see him walking down the halls my heart skips a beat. His dark eyes lure me in. Hes doing it on purpose, I know it. I'm high off of love.
I'm forced to forget about Damen completely. Its possible, just not realistic. But I have no choice but his. Roman or no one. What else can I ask for? A life? That would be nice. But in this world asking is dreaming, and dreams don't come true.
Roman wrapped his arm around me and I inhaled his faint aroma of cologne and aftershave. I felt safe, in enemies arms. I leaned in for a kiss craving the taste of his soft lips. Our lips touched and the time stopped. I could stay like this forever. But just a few moments more. 1...2...3 And its over. His mouth lingers inches away from mine. I leaned in and kissed his cheek. I sighed as I twirled me around and lead me down the dark hallway.
I was going through the worst part of my life. I thought it was the end. Then he came around. Roman. He saved me. But he has a secret. Its plain to see yet I cant put my finger on it. This one piece of evidence, staring me in the face, just might solve my problem. Maybe, someday.
And right before I'm about to drown
She resuscitates me
She hates me
And I love it