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| Shannyn(: | September 2, 2011, 1:30 am Post #16 |
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That was such a great chapter, so raw & intense.. i hope she shows
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | September 2, 2011, 8:44 pm Post #17 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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James must have been sitting there for well over a few hours in that large open pasture. The sun beating down on his back, he could feel his shirt sticking to his sweat covered body. Sitting upright, he pulled the black tank over his head and placed it neatly next to him. Settling back into his postion from before, he looked up at the cloud filled sky. A small side smile creeping onto his face. "I wish you could be here man..You'd probably kick my ass all the way to hell and back though. Maybe that's what I need..Someone to beat me back into formation. Cause bro, I've fucked up so badly..And I'm sure you've been watching me every step of the way. I could only imagine how disappointed you are with me. And I don't blame you. I'm ruining the band, and my life. Along with Kirks' and Lars'. They've been trying so hard with me..But I can tell how much it's killing them..Fuck..I hope she shows bro. But if she does, I fuckin hope she slaps the shit out of me. I hope she tells me what a bastard and piece of shit I was to her. I hope she does Cliff, I really do. Cause she'd be so right. I deserve it. I deserve to be hit, and spit on. I mean...How the fuck can a man fuck up so badly? Shit, leave it to me to figure out right?" Zane stood silently behind the large Oak Tree. She was having trouble not crying from the things James was saying. She knew who he was talking to. He always came here, whenever he was angry or when they'd come on dates. She remembered the first time they came out here. He had pointed up and said, "My brother is watching us." She had not wanted to come, but she had forced herself into her car. She knew he deserved a chance to explain the things he had done. She'd give him that much. Would she slap him? Shit, she didn't know. She slowly stalked over to him. Standing on her shaky knees behind his broad, shirtless figure, she could see the sweat droplets running down his back. He must have been here for hours to bee sweating like that. Her hands began to shake as she listened to the man sniff to hold back his tears. Zane-"James?" Her voice was barely above a whisper and she flinched as he jumped up quickly to face her. The tears on his cheeks, and his eyes bloodshot. Praying to herself it wasn't from alcohol. James-"Y..You..Zane..You came.." Zane-"You deserve the chance to explain yourself. That book...James..why? Tell me about it..Please.." James reached for her, grabbing her hands and tugging her down to the grass with him. Holding her hands gently in his, he looked down. Finding it hard to stare her in the eyes. Zane-"Please look at me when you decide to speak James." Her voice soft and not demanding. James-"I'm sorry Zane. That book..I don't know..I mean, one day I was just sitting there with all our pictures, and I couldn't stop smiling and crying. I found some tape and thought I should be a stupid teenage boy and make a scrap book. It was a joke at first. But then, as I kept going back to add on, it felt so serious and so..exciting..I felt happy each time I stared at them..But that's not the topic for this evening..I asked you here to at least listen to who I am. you can walk away anytime you want, and you can slap me or call me names. Anything Zane. I'm ready for it.. James-"I'm an alcoholic. I have been since the day I turned 18. I used the alcohol as an escape for my parents' death, and from my demanding brother. I used music for even a longer effect. It was like, I got drunk, and crawled into a whole nother body. I loved the feeling of being stupid, and ignorant. And yeah, it's caught up to me. I'm no longer that. I'm an angry drunk. Not that I want to be, but what I created out of habit. The alcohol hid my anger, and then in the end, brought it to life. I tried changing my way of living when you came into the picture..I wanted to be sober for you..But I didn't feel the need to be..Until..Until that night I hit you..I wasn't serious about the relationship, until the day you kicked me out and told me to go get help for the second time. Yes, there were more than just you at times. I'd go sleep with some bitch Lars' brought to the studio, and I'd...I'd climb into bed with you.." He chocked back the tears and stared into her hurt eyes. "I have not come to terms with these things, nor will I ever forgive myself for the things I've done, to you, to the band, and to anyone who I've encountered in this god forbidden life. Honestly Zane, I know I fucked up. And I'm not asking you for a second chance. If I ask for anything, it's for you to hit me as hard as you can. Tell me how worthless I am to you. Zane, I don't want you to accept me..Because I'm not a man. I'm a coward. One that doesn't know what love is or what love means. I'm simply a lost soul in a half dead corpse. I walk this earth, because I have to. Not because I want to. i said some things I shouldn't, and I've done things I shouldn't have done. I've treated you like a piece of meat. You were only away for what? A day? I went insane Zane. I went to the bar, I got piss drunk. I don't even know how I got safely to the studio. But when I woke up, I was fucking angry. I went into the back bedroom, ripped everything off the walls, tore the place up. I broke the mirror in the showers. I cut my hair, because I felt like it'd make me feel and look fresher. I felt like it'd give me somewhat of a new start." James-"Zane, if anything..If there's anything in this world I know I cannot live without..It's you..But please, tell me 'I told you so'." Zane-"I'm not going to do that James.." James-"Zane, please..I'm not asking you..I'm telling you." Zane-"And I'm telling you, that I will not say that to you! I can't!" James-"Why can't you? Why won't you slap me? Why aren't you telling me you hate me?" Zane-"Because James. I don't hate you. And slapping you won't make you see the things you have done. It will just push you further into this angry depression. I'm not gonna be responsible for that. James, I do love you. And I'm willing to give you a shot at proving to me that you really have turned your life around. But it's gonna take more than just a few months to convince me..I don't want to hear about your life, I mean I do..But I'd rather hear about how your gonna make 'our' life different..James, just tell me you love me..and mean it..That's all I want from you. It's all I've ever wanted from you.." James-"Zane, I don't know what love is..How can I tell you something if I don't know what it is?" Zane smiled softly and leaned forward. Their lips brushing together softly. Neither one of them moving. Just resting there together. Her hand made its way to his shoulder, and pulled him a tad bit closer to her. Parting their lips, she rested her forehead against his. Zane-"James, that's what love is..That's what love feels like..Did you feel it? Did you feel it here like I did?" She pressed her hand against his chest and smiled up at him. He nodded slowly and searched her eyes. Tracing her face, and her smile, down her shoulders to the hand that rested against his heart. He had felt it..He knew what it felt like, cause he felt that way whenever Cliff was around. All jittery and wanting to jump and laugh. But now was not the time to do these things. Now was the time to say it. To force it out if he had to. As long as it made sense, and he really meant it, then it would be worthy of leaving his throat. James-"I love you Zane..But I don't want you to come back with me...We need to start over..For me..and for you..It's the only way." Zane-"I was just about to tell you the same thing..We can start slow..and we can work..I love you Jamie..and I always will. Please..Please don't abuse that.." James-"I refuse to..I'm done with all this shit..I'm ready to grow up now.." More Soon |
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| Shannyn(: | September 4, 2011, 4:30 am Post #18 |
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aaaaaaw! :3 |
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | September 5, 2011, 8:29 pm Post #19 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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He helped her up by her hand, and smiled down at her, brushing her cheek with his thumb. James-"I didn't think you'd actually come.." Zane-"I believe you deserved the chance to explain what was going on..I felt like shit for never giving you the time." James-"No, no..Baby,. Like I said, I'm 110% to blame. Not you. You've done nothing wrong." Zane-"Did you really mean those things? What you were telling Cliff I mean. I ws just standing behind the tree, listening in..I'm sorry." James-"It's okay. Stop saying sorry Zane..And yes. I did mean those things that I told him. I meant them with every fiber in my body. I don't deserve to have you." Zane-"If I did slap you, and told you how much I hated you, what do you think that would accomplish?" James-"I don't know Zane..Maybe someone kicking my ass will show me the wrong I've done..." Zane-"Yeah, I see what you mean. Well I better get going...and what're you doing tonight?" James-"Probably going to go to a AA meeting or something like that shit." Zane-"It's okay to be scared James.." James-"I know that now.." FEW MONTHS LATER : JAMES' HOUSE Zane-"Hey baby.." James-"Hey. what's up?" He smiled at the lean, short figure in his doorway, and thanked god his hands were over his crotch. He couldn't help but trace his eyes over the tan, built girl that stood before him The way her tank had fitted her, and her jeans snug on her thighs, her hip cocked to the side, and her arms crossed over her chest, making her breasts spill a little over the top of her shirt. Zane-"How are you feeling?" James-"I'm feeling fine baby. Why?" Zane-"No..About us James..How do you feel about us?" James stared at her confused and stood up. Fully aware of his bulging erection in his tight jeans. He smiled to himself as he watched her eyes fall to the tight area of his jeans. Biting her lip, she quickly looked back into his eyes. Regaining her focus. James-"I feel good. I feel really good about..us..why? What's going on?" Zane-"James..I love you and...I want to be here..but I just..I can't?" Her lips quivered as she spoke with a knot in her throat. James' swalled his, and squared himself. James-"What do you mean..you..just can't? Was there something I did or said?" Zane-"No..no.. baby. It's just..I think it'd be easier for me, if you just did all this, and got over it all instead of jumping into this..I mean, I feel like I'm in the way." James-"Well 3 months later isn't exactly the time to tell me Zane. And you're not in the way. You're helping me get used to the feeling of having someone here all the time.. But if leaving is what you want to do then okay.." Zane-"Please James.." James-"No. Don't please me Zane..You know, I know how you said it would take longer then a few months..SO why are you backing out now? I mean..That doesn't make sense..Unless you never really cared in the first place..If you want to stay, you're welcome to, and I wish you would..But at the same time, I'm not gonna put you in a place where you're not happy.." Zane-"I'm not happy James..I'm not happy unless you're next to me in bed...All day..It's stupid and it's childish..But I feel like you're never here. And I know, I cannot just take you out of this..I love you so much James, but almost never having you around, I don't get to see how you've changed.." James-"Well what do you wanna do Zane? I mean you're confusing the fuck out of me..You just said you weren't happy, and that this wasn't working. And now you're saying that you love me and you wanna stay? Make up your mind baby. I can't decide for you." She stepped forward, grabbing his bare shoulders, she pulled his close to her and kissed him fiercely. Running her tongue into his mouth. Pulling away, she whispered against his lips. Zane-"Just fuck me James..Hard, slow..whatever. I just want to feel you..and touch you..Love me Jamie.." MORE SOON |
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | September 6, 2011, 8:18 pm Post #20 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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James-"Baby..I'm not ready to.." Resting his hands on her hips, he pushed her away slowly. Holding her at arms length, he studied her face to help him find more of an explanation. Zane-"What do you mean Jamie? I want you to, I wouldn't be asking if I didn't trust you..Please Jamie.." Wrapping her fingers around his wrists she pushed his hands off her hips and stepped towards him. Forcing him to step back til his knees hit the edge of the bed forcing him to fall onto his back. Resting his arms behind his head. James-"Zane..I don't think we shommfmmphm.." Her lips pressed against his in a slow passionate kiss. Her tongue tracing his bottom lip before tugging it between her teeth. Tugging gently she watched him close his eyes. Pulling away she stared down at him. A soft smile creeping onto her face. Zane-"Jamie..Look at me.." He opened his eyes. His once harsh, glazed baby blue eyes now a soft, loving blue. Stared deep into her eyes and found her heart. He could feel his pulse race in throat and his hands start to shake. He wanted her, but he wanted her slow. Zane-"I fucking love you..so much Jamie..Please let me enjoy that." James-"Okay..Okay Zane.." He relaxed, his chest falling in a tight sigh, his arms wrapping cautiously around her waist. He hadn't touched her since the day she came back. They hadn't so much as kissed each others lips. The occasional kiss on the cheek to ease things, but that was it. maybe he'd reach out to hold her hand in public, but he hadn't thought of touching her waist or hips, or the area that yearned for him the most. He didn't feel comfortable, he didn't feel right. He felt like he'd be violating her. If he could get through this, without exploding in his jeans, that'd make his day. She traced her hands up his bare tummy and over his pecs. Blowing lightly against his neck. She felt him shudder underneath her, and it made her want more. She moved slower. Tracing her fingertips back down his sides, into the waist band of his black jeans. The ones she loved on him so much. Undoing the button, she pulled the zipper down slowly. James' chest rose and fell quicker and his eyes were shut tightly. Biting his lower lip, he began to sweat. Fuck! Why is this so hard! It should be easy, I should be able to resist this. I shouldn't be acting like a little teenage boy about to lose his virginity. Fuck! Her hands are so soft. He jumped slightly when her cool hand wrapped around his length. Stroking him slowly to hardness. Which didn't take long. She smiled at his reaction and stroked him faster. Teasing his slit with her thumb. Crawling up his body, his length still in her hand, she whispered in his ear, "Just relax Jamie. I'm right here. And I ain't goin nowhere. I refuse to my love." YES, I'M REALLY LEAVING YOU GUYS TO DROOL OVER THAT. HEHE MORE SOON MY FRIENDS |
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| Shayniz21 | September 6, 2011, 9:34 pm Post #21 |
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that was just wrong lol
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| Shannyn(: | September 8, 2011, 5:42 am Post #22 |
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you cut me off at the best damn part! i can't wait for more
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | September 8, 2011, 8:13 pm Post #23 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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He took a deep breath, and forced himself to relax. Rubbing her sides slowly, he lifted her shirt over her head. Raking his eyes over her torso, he took her in. Feeling his chest rise against her breasts, he felt himself begin to throb for her. Grabbing her hips firmly, he rolled them til he hovered over her. Zane gripped his large biceps and smiled foolishly at him. Zane-"Change of heart?" She giggled. James-"You could say that..Fuck...Why are you so beautiful Zane?" He traced his fingers down her sides, over hip bones, and down the zipper of her jeans. Pulling lightly, he tugged the cold piece of metal down. Pulling on the flaps, he tore the jeans down her long tan legs. Tossing them to the side of the room, he crawled back up her half naked frame, placing kisses along her thighs and hips. Running his tongue ever so gently over the juncture of her thigh. Smiling as her moan filled his ears. James-"Are you gonna let me enjoy this?" Zane-"As long as it doesn't take you ages to get up to my lips. I need you now Jamie." She writhed underneath his hips, gripping the sheets in her fists as he nibbled at the soft skin above her panty line. James-"I'm gonna take as long as I want..But forgive me, if I have forgotten what pleases you.." He stated with an embarrassed tone. His cheeks flushed red as he hooked his fingers under her panties and pulled them down. Shutting his eyes, he looked away from her sprawled out frame. She noticed, sitting up she pressed her hand against his cheek. Her thumb tracing circles along his beard. Zane-"It's okay baby. You know what pleases me..Trust yourself baby. I'm okay and so are you." She kissed him softly when he turned and looked at her. His eyes bore hurt and regret. He had feared what it would be like to touch her again. He was determined to be as gentle as possible. Not t pull her hair, or so much as leave a bite mark, or nail imprint. He wanted this to be perfect. He didn't want to leave any more marks across her skin if he could help it. Though that's how she would want it, he would put his foot down and say no. He was tired of seeing his love bites spread over her body, and he was tired of seeing his thumb prints imbedded on her hips. Zane-"James...I want you to handle me like you used to..I don't like gentle you know that.." James-"No..I'm not going to....I refuse to Zane..I can't..I'm sorry. Live with the gentleness. You can bite, and scratch me if you'd like, but I am not going to do it to you. I've done that enough to you don't you think?" Zane-"It's never enough Jamie. Never. I want it more. I want it til there is no more room left to place another one of your pleasuring love bites. Please Jamie..For me.." He looked down. His eyes tracing over her body. He knew she loved it, and he knew she'd always ask him for it. No matter what. This was about what she wanted. It was about trusting himself not to push to far, and to remain under control. He could handle this..He thought. Reaching up he grabbed a knot of hair in his fist and tugged her up gently. Forcing her head down into his lap. Leaning his head back, he shut his eyes tightly. James-"Suck me." He growled. Zane-"Yes master." She moaned back, wrapping her lips around his tip. Her tongue tracing his shaft slowly as she eased her head down his length. Her teeth glided gently over him just like he loved. Bobbing her head, his hips matched her rhythm. His moans grew louder, the further she took him in. Her tongue teasing his slit, before sliding down the under side of his cock. She cupped his balls and tugged them gently. She watched him shudder and roll his eyes. Gripping the knot of hair tighter he pulled her away. Tilting her head back, he nibbled her neck lightly. Wrapping her legs around him, she grinded her hips into him. James-"Fuck..Zane..Easy girl.." He growled as he tugged her hair once more, sinking his teeth deeper into her neck. Tasting the little dab of blood on his tongue. Pulling his fingers out of her hair, he gripped her hips tightly and lifted her into his lap. Slowly guiding himself into her tight slit. Tilting his head back once more at the tight, wet feeling, his fingers dug deeper into her waist. James-"Oh..God...Fuck..me..You're so...Tight.." Rocking her hips slowly, she smiled down at him, running her fingers through his long, brown hair. Being her turn to tug and pull, she yanked his head back and bit ruthlessly at his jugular. Slowly tugging the skin between her teeth, she sucked gently. Moaning against his throat as he slipped deeper into her. Zane-"You're..so..fucking..big James.." She winced as she dug her nails into his shoulders. he lifted slowly off him and back down again. Rolling them over so he was once more hovering between her legs. He slid slower into her, waiting for her to relax to his size. Running his fingers through her hair gently, he whispered in her ear, "You gotta relax baby girl. Or it'll be harder for the both of us." Resting his hips against hers, he felt her loosen and he slid halfway out, just to pound back in. "MM yeah...There you go baby...That's it..." Thrusting himself faster and harder, he watched as her body shook underneath him. He watched her eyes roll back, and her mouth contort into an "o" at his every thrust. He was loving it, and soon he felt his own orgasm come over him. Moving in and out of her faster, he pounded into her one last time, before exploding his warm seed inside of her. Collapsing next to her, he wrapped his arms securely around her waist. Kissing her shoulder softly, he nuzzled his nose in the crook of her neck. James-"Fuck Zane..I love you.." Zane-"I know baby..I love you too." James-"I'm so sorry for everything..." Zane-"Shh baby..It's okay..I forgive you..I had forgiven you a long time ago Jamie." stroking his hair back, she kissed the top of his sweaty forehead. Jamie-"Promise to never leave?" Zane-"If you promise." Jamie-"Oh, I promise..I do..I swear.." Zane-"then I swear to." She smiled and kissed his lips softly. Jamie-"Don't start again." He chuckled gripping her hips, holding them still. Zane-"Awh why not Jamie?" She pouted playfully. Jamie-"Because I don't know if my back can take it." He laughed. MORE SOON
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| Shannyn(: | September 9, 2011, 1:41 am Post #24 |
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.. must .. control... drool that was freaking HAWT! more, please!
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | September 10, 2011, 8:19 pm Post #25 |
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Crawling over him, she rested her head on his chest, placing soft kisses along his collar bone. "You don't think you could handle me?" She whispered teasingly. He rubbed his fingers down her spine and smiled. "It's my back that won't be able to take your demands." He chuckled back at her. "You should let me fix that for you." She stated running her tongue along his warm, flushed skin. "What do you mean?" He stared at her confused. "Roll over and I'll show you." That's something I should be telling you." He smirked. She rolled her eyes, pushing on his shoulder for him to turn over. Straddling his lower back, she scratched her nails down his shoulder blades gently. A soft moan left his throat as she kneaded his sides and lower back. "Feel good baby?" "MMhmm yeah...Don't stop." FEW WEEKS DOWN THE ROAD: James walked cautiously into the dim lit room. His friends danced around him in a speed that made him slightly disorientated. Here he was a ta party that he knew he didn't belong at, with a good friend that happened to play drums in his band. A good friend that happened to be able to convince him to say yes to anything he asked for. Lars danced around with his girlfriend and smiled over at James before nodding towards the bar. He met his short, danish friend at the sticky, wood table. Lars-"You having fun yet Het?" James-"No Lars. This party is bull shit. We don't know anybody here, and this isn't my scene. You know that." Lars-"Why don't you fucking step outside your little box for once? Allow yourself to have a good time James. You can have fun. Come on. Come dance." The little man tugged at James arm. He was much stronger than the Dane and could easily pull away, but he refused. Instead, he followed Lars out to the dance floor, and in stepped Skyler between them. James grabbed hold of Skylers hips, and without hesitation, ground himself against her butt. Letting her know he wasn't to shy. Though he did wish the whole time during the game of sex of the dance floor, that it was Zane in his arms and not this dirty thing Lars called a girlfriend. He knew Zane was gonna notice the hickeys' and once again he got himself into a mess..How he would dig himself out, he had no idea. But he was in the wrong for what he was doing. But a part of him said that he was allowed to talk, and dance with anyone he wanted. He was not to be restricted in such a way just because of a relationship. A few hours later, around 1am, James calle dit quits. He was completely sober, yet his neck bared some vicious hickeys and his face was flush from the vigorous dancing he had been doing. His hips were sore, from constantly bumbing against Skylars. What am I gonna tell her this time? I'll just be honest. I danced, and played 'bite me' with Lars girlfriend. There. That's what I'll tell her. No sense in lying to her anymore. It's not like we fucked or anything. We just gave each other a few hickeys. No biggy. When he stepped in the door, he head straight for the bedroom. She was sound asleep, with his pillow clutched to her chest. He smiled to himself, and decided against waking her. He stepped into the cold spray of the shower, relieving himself of the erection he attained from the playful grinds against Skylers' ass. He closed his eyes and tried to distract himself from the way the tall red head felt underneath his groin. But instead the thought lingered behind his eye lids. The way she bent down to rub herself against him, and the way she bit her lip as she arched her back. How she smelt as he nibbled the sensitive flesh of her neck. His groin began to throb and ache for his hand. But he was determined to get rid of the thoughts. Fuck Het! Stop! Your girl is in there lying on your bed! And you're thinking of this shit?! Get rid of it! Stop this nonesense before you dig yourself a deeper grave than you already have! He found himself trailing his hand down his belly and over his swelling shaft. Teasing his tip, he jerked himself slowly, as clips of the night played back over and over. She bit and sucked at his pulse point. Arching herself further against him. Grinding her thigh into his aching groin. Pressing her own self onto his muscular thigh. Staring up at him, She leaned back and bit her lip in a seductive way. Watching as he undressed her with his eyes. She smiled at his effort to try and hold back. Biting his earlobe she panted into his ear. Tugging his brown hair, tilting his head back. Giving her all as she ground into him. She could feel him throbbing, she could feel him swelling with every thrust. She loved the feel. He was much bigger than her boyfriend. In more ways than one. Sinking her teeth in, she marked him once more. He had a girl, but if he cared, he wouldn't be playing the way he was with her. She could see in his eyes he was hurting, but it wasn't all hurt. It was a loko of excitement, lust, and freedom. He didn't really care about this girl. He would've walked off awhile ago if he did. His stomach rolled as he found himself releasing onto his hand. Leaning against the cold tile wall, he panted heavily, til he finally relaxed. Resting his head in his hands, he felt the blood underneath his skin get hot. This was his own damn fault. He was fantasizing about his best friends girlfriend. Nonetheless, he let her mark him. He hated the girl. He thought she was dirty, and he thought she was a bitch. Why did he allow himself to do that? Why did he allow himself to fall into that temptation? If Zane would've just gone, this would not have happened. No. He could not blame her for this. He needed to learn to control himself without her there. He shut the spray off, and climbed out of the shower. Wrapping the towel snuggly around his waist, he stood in the doorway of the master bath and stared at the tiny frame spread across the sheets. He smiled calmly to himself, and pulled his boxers on. Laying next to her, he wrapped his arms securely around her bare middle. She loved him so much, and he was about to destroy it all. Just like before. He was gonna half to watch her cry, and he was gonna have to feel the sting of her hand across his cheek. And he was gonna cry, maybe not as hard as she, but he would shed the tears of pain. The tears that would bleed the truth out of him. He had no feelings left over for her. Not just because of the Skylar situation, but before then. He was tired of questioning himself. And he didn't know how to handle this. He didn't want to work a relationship through it's tough patches. He needed to run. And that's exactly what he would do in the morning. He would break up with her. Run from everything she brought to him, and run from everything, she would say to him. He tossed and turned all night, never once even drifting to a doze. He would shut his eyes, and his mistakes would attack his thoughts. Zane had woken a few times, but hadn't noticed the purple marks that splayed across his neck. Instead, she'd just curl back into his chest, and fall back asleep. He was awake all night. He made his way to the kitchen and fixed himself a cup of strong, black, coffee. Gulping it down, he slammed the cup on the counter, sending a crack right up the middle of it. Sighing angrily, he tossed it into the sink, watching as it broke to pieces. "That's what her hearts gonna look like you piece of shit." He told himself. " How the fuck did you fuck up?! Why the fuck would you want to hurt such an innocent soul? Someone who took care of you, and came back after you hit her multiple times? You're an ass, and you don't deserve her!" His thoughts screamed at him and he shook his head. Slamming his hands on his forehead. He felt the tears burn the whites of his eyes. His conscience was right. Not just right, but dead on. MORE SOON |
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| Shannyn(: | September 11, 2011, 4:26 am Post #26 |
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Is it kind of weird to say that imagining James bumpin' & grinding was like Awesome chapter, can't wait for more
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | September 11, 2011, 7:57 pm Post #27 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Zane stood and watched her man from the corner of the hallway. The shattering of a coffee cup had woken her from her light, peaceful sleep. She was watching as James continued to pace back and forth in the kitchen. She wondered if this was one of his nights of withdraws. [i]It couldn't be, he had been sober for awhile now. Those should be gone. He must be feeling guilty about something.[/i] She continued to watch him, the beads of sweat running down his spine, and the way his knuckles turned white as he gripped the counter. He was panting. Something was tearing him apart. What it was, she had no clue. She stepped slowly out into the living room, and placed her cold hand on his sticky back. "Is everything okay baby?" She wrapped her arms around him from behind, pressing her chest against his back. He shivered at the feel of her bare skin wrapped around him. He couldn't lie to her. He needed to be upfront. "Yeah, everything is fine." Well so much for the truth. He thought. "You sure? You seem stressed out..How was the party?" Her voice was gentle and innocent. Her lips soft against his shoulder blade. Fuck, she's making this so hard. She doesn't even know yet. "The party? Oh, it was uhm..It was fine..Listen Zane.." He pulled away from her and tried to find her eyes in the dark room. He reached behind him and flicked the light switch on. Revealing the deep purple hickeys splayed across his neck and chest. "Before you say anything, let me tell you..How I feel...I'm not sorry for this Zane..I was never meant to be secured down..No, her and I did not fuck. We danced, and I allowed her to mark me..I've been questioning if this..relationship is what I want. And I've come to the conclusion that..it's not what I want..I'm not the type to be tied down to one person..I'm gonna cheat, and I've tried not too. I've tried to be faith...." He was cut off by the slap of her hand across his cheek. He closed his eyes, and stared down at the floor. When he looked back up at her, he was met with another hand. But this time, she back handed him. And continued to slap him. Her sobs escaping her lips in a fit of screams. He sighed and grabbed her wrists firmly. He got that he deserved to be slapped. But 4 times was too many times. Or was it? Maybe she should slap him for each time he made her cry, or each time he fucked up. He pinned her against the wall, her wrists tight in his grip, above her head. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and his were welled up in his eyes. Fogging them over. He could feel the knot in his throat as he listened to her sob. She was so vulnerable in this position. "I fucking hate you! Let me go! I hate you! you stupid son of a bitch! Please! Let go of me!" He shut his eyes at her piercing words. His heart ached with the pain he was causing her. But this is how he felt, she deserved to know who he was on the inside. Underneath the mask he wore for her. "You're a dick! You fucking player! I thought I fucking loved you! How could you do this to me?!! I fucking hate you!!" She had given up. Her breath had left her lungs, and her chest was heaving to regain what she had lost. She stopped fighting his grip, she stopped wriggling underneath his weight. Instead she let herself go dead weight against the wall. He brought her to the floor and allowed her to curl her knees to her chest. Her forehead resting on her knees, he knelt in front of her. "I'm sorry Zane." He stood and made his way towards their bedroom. She stood and grabbed the nearest glass cup and chucked it at him. He ducked in time, and turned to stare at her. his face bearing the looks of anger and hurt, and guilt. His eyes pierced right through her. She could feel her heart start to pound as she stood in front of him. Challenging him to do something about her latest action. He stepped towards her, she struck him. Her fist connecting with his nose. His hands grabbed his face in instinct. He could taste the blood as it rushed onto his lip and dripped to the ground. She hit him hard, and most likely broke his nose. "I deserved that.." He whispered as he stared down at her. His nose gushing blood, and her eyes wide in fear. "Do it again Zane. Come on. Hit me again. You know I deserve it, you know you want to. Come on! Fucking hit me again! Keep telling me I'm a piece of shit Zane! Don't worry, I'm not gonna hit you back! I won't hurt you!" He screamed, stepping closer to her. "No! James! You've already fucking hurt me!! This is done! You can have your stupid fucking book back! I never even fucking wanted it! You pull these guilt trips with me all the time! Claim that you're fucking sorry, and you go and do it again! You're a fucking prick James! Good luck getting anyone to fucking love you the way I have! Fuck you and fuck everything that we were!" She slapped him again, and stormed out the door. James stood in the dimly lit room, watching the drops of blood hit the tile floor. |
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| Burnout | September 12, 2011, 2:57 am Post #28 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Just read this AWESOME fic!! Great job!! I wonder what will happen with them next! This chapter made me sad! I love the two of them as a couple!
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| Shannyn(: | September 12, 2011, 4:23 pm Post #29 |
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Tongue-tied & twisted just an earthbound misfit, I
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awh
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| usmcjahusmc8762 | September 12, 2011, 6:34 pm Post #30 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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LADIES, I APOLOGIZE BUT I SHATTERED MY KNUCKLES, SO IT IS PAINFUL TO TYPE. THERE WILL BE A SHORT DELY ON THE STORY. I'M SORRY FOR THE INCONVIENCE. I WILL UPDATE AS SOO AS I FIGURE OUT HOW TO TYPE WITHOUT PAIN. SORRY GUY. I AM TYPING THIS ONE HANDED.
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