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    city of angels-21

    The dark calm of unconsciousness, there is nothing to dream of, not anymore. The thick blanket of sleep laying over us, and I can feel her hand move slightly against mine. Her breath a breeze that runs along my body, the comfort of her lying next to me. The art of us together, our bodies moulded to fit and the bond that keeps us together growing as time goes by. The blaring buzz of the alarm clock, a groaning coming from her my arm possessed I turn off the clock, pulling her closer into me.

    Wanting just a few more minutes with her, just lying in her arms. Then the thoughts of what we have to do, of trying to find the words to tell them. She moves closer into me, kissing my neck, the back of my head and she groans again.

    “Do we have to wake up?” the words sleep filled her hands holding me closer.

    “Yeah we do…we have to be at my mom’s at 1 and its 11:00.” the streak of light coming from the balcony doors, peaking through the windows. Fuck I don’t want to even think about this lunch.

    “Can’t we just not go and say that we slept in?” I can’t help but laugh when she says that, a hint of fear in her voice.

    “No we have to face them sooner or later.” turning to her and she doesn’t even have her eyes open.

    “later.” she hugs her pillow, burying her face in it.

    Rubbing her back, lean and long. Her hair sticking up all over the place, her neck tasting of sweat she turns around kissing me. Her hand on my neck, running to the back over my tattoo a simple kiss that makes my blood boil.

    “Well that got you up,” her head on my shoulder and I just want to go back to bed. “You ready to get out of bed?”

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    The car moving way too fast, taking me closer to my death. My hands sweaty, thoughts of opening the door and running at the next stop light. Each breath shaky, my hands twitching with anticipation and this fear gripping me tight. The quiet street taking us closer to them, the house hidden by cars the sound of laughter and talking coming from within.

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    1. i read it like… 3, 4 times? i couldn’t remember since i’m very tired right now. right before i was going to bed i decided to switch on the PC and read it one last time before i sleep…great as always!! please update soon!! but i’m gonna to be sad since the next one is the final chapter…

    2. oh my God… this gonna be my bedtime story… you know what i’m really late for bed but i still re-read this again before going to bed, but it worths~ now i’m happy, even i should be tired tomorrow, lol

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