This was inspired by Kathryn's line "I turn to God and he helps me through the problem". Please read and review, I'm still trying to see if I have what it takes to be a fanfic writer.
I don't own Cruel Intentions but who knows maybe someday I will. I can dream, can't I?
Can you feel that?
The tension in the air
Trapped in the illusion
I feel I can't breathe
I'm being suffocated
By what you've forced me to be
It was then she found it, just when she thought she couldn't go on, the beautiful hollow crucifix that was to be her strength, to help her through the pressures of each day. Each time she inhaled the precious white powder held within the crucifix, a silent prayer inaudible even to her was said.
Pre-Sebastian Period: Keep me sane, keep me stable. Give me the strength to hide my true nature from those who will never understand that this is what it takes for me to survive.
After dealing with idiots for long periods of time: Give me the strength to survive these strenuous ordeals.
When angry or in pain: Give the strength to control my emotions and create the plan I need.
Sebastian Period: Give me the strength to hide my true nature from those who will never understand that this is what it takes for me to survive.
Post-Sebastian Period: Keep me sane, keep me stable. Give me the strength to go one more day while keeping up the illusion of being what they expect me to be.
If I was to guess the level of cocaine usage during the different Sebastian periods, I would arrange it as; Sebastian Period, Pre-Sebastian Period and Post-Sebastian Period in ascending order. What do you think? Please review.
This is the second of a series of experimental fanfics I am writing to see what i can get away with. The first is Maybe it's Karma.