*Comatose*

[CHERRIE BETH]

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I hate feeling like this
I'm so tired of trying to fight this

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I'm asleep and all I dream of is waking to you

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She couldn't breath right. Even her body could tell just how excited she was, and just how important this was to her. Her fingers were tingling, heart racing, lungs refusing to work, eyes darting, feet tapping, and mind soaring. It was her first date since... actually, the first date she truly had. Before, she didn't exactly go on dates. Before, it wasn't as romantic- her 'boyfriends' weren't the romantic type at all. They weren't really boyfriends either. And now here she was, waiting on the pier, waiting for him. She wanted to walk along the beach, and feel the sand squeeze between her toes.

But her happiness wasn't the only reason her mind was soaring... it was a bad habit. More than bad and more than a habit. It was more of a nasty addiction. She had been able to get off everything since she left her old life behind- everything but the crank. So she had taken some before... her body had ached for it, her mind was pulling towards it. And she had given in- she never was strong in that aspect.

Yet it was over- already done, for a while at least- and now she could be happy about her date. She had dressed up- really tried. A cute little sundress, a cute pair of flip-flops, and she had loosely curled her hair. Not much, but it was a large difference from her normal her. Well, at least who she was being now. And that was Fallon- she'd always fancied the name. Had she known it was his dogs name? Not at all. But she still adored the name just as much. Her mind wandered, just trying to waste away time, until he got here.

Giggling to herself, she tried to keep the grin from breaking onto her face, but couldn't. Oh, so excited. What do you plan to do? Invite him back to your dorm after? No not... not now. She needed to forget the past for now and be happy, and get rid of Cherrie for at least tonight. You know you can't get rid of me, bitch. I am you. So deal with it. And you know you can't change- you're still me. We're still the same person. You just act like someone else. And it's stupid. And you're stupid. So just stop being who you aren't, and be who you are- me. And I am damn awesome. You think you're an actress... you're such a dumb-ass. No... Cherrie... she needed to get rid of her for now.

But that's what Maya was for. Sensing the tensing of her body, and as her fist tightened, Maya ran over to her. Earlier she'd been investigating a shell, and now she was licking her owners cheek. Maya had been a gift to her from an old friend- one of the few ones she'd had. And Maya helped her forget... All it took was a bit, and 'Fallon' finally turned to Maya, and pressed her face into Maya's fur. ”Why won't she leave me alone?” She mumbled into Maya's fur, before pulling away, and shaking her head.

”No. Today I'm gonna be happy. No matter what.”

Words: 521
Tagged: Revvy
Lyrics: Comatose by Skillet
Notes: First actual post of mine (and of the whole board). I hope you enjoy it, and I am always open for critique.

[REVLIS SKYLER REVIRRA]

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I'M BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS AGAIN
I'M LOOKING LIKE A FOOL AGAIN
THREW AWAY MY REPUTATION
ONE MORE SONG FOR THE RADIO STATIOIN[/center]
He had nothing to keep him sane these days but two friends, these animals. Yet still having them in his life, he found it hard to get through the seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months years. It seemed as if every moment was one where he would find himself switching back and forth. It wasn’t healthy but he’d tried to find some sort of middle. Though who was he, trying to control his own mind? No, they got to have their turns and sometimes there would be days in between the switching and people were never able to understand him.

The only other sense of relief that he had was a friend. No, a girlfriend? He wasn’t sure in his mind where they stood right now, and it felt a bit awkward to him. Though she was one of the only people that was able to understand his switching to an extent and deal with it. At least, that was what he had always thought. He was the one who was literally mentally insane. So could there ever be anyone that he could truly talk to about this? Someone that could dig into his mind and help him understand himself?

There he was, sitting in his 1995 Honda Accord. It wasn’t anything special but it got him where he wanted to go. He had his chin rested on the steering wheel, looking out the window, wondering when he should get out and face reality. Beside him, was only one dog in the passenger seat. He didn’t dare to go anywhere without at least one of his dogs. They were the only things that didn’t judge him and loved him for who he really was. That was at least the way that he had seen it until now. He’d give chances.

“Teiru,” he said, glancing back over at the Border Collie. In response the dog looked over at him, making eye contact. He allowed a slight smile to creep upon his face, nothing made him happier. “Let’s go, girl.” He should have treated this just like hanging out with her on weekends but now it was something different and he still had to adjust to that fact. Reaching up, he patted the dog on the head. Then, Revlis went for the door handle and opened up the car door. He moved to the side so that Teiru could then come out.

Although he didn’t want to, he knew that he would have to put his dog on a leash. The United States was odd with their dog leash laws. He pulled a leash from his pocket and clipped it to Teiru’s collar, then closed the door. Walking forward, he went on, scanning the area for her this time. Those pale blue eyes eventually caught sight of her, and he kept his smile on his face. Revlis then began to approach her, Fallon as he knew her now. Being one to give people their space at this time, he only spoke then.

“You look amazing, .” he said, trying to start off on a good note. Revlis didn’t wear anything fancy, in fact he dressed up in what made him comfortable; T-Shirts, jeans (expect now ripped this time), his Vans shoes, and some random accessories and what not. He just assumed be himself, as he always had been or tried to be. Teiru sat beside him and Revlis gave a quick glance to Maya but looked right back to Fallon. At least he didn’t have to worry about having his dog out with him here. It made him feel more comfortable around her.

I'M BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS AGAIN
I'M LOOKING LIKE A FOOL AGAIN
SO GO AHEAD AND TAKE A PICTURE
SO YOU CAN HANG IT UP AND TEAR ME DOWN

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† tag » Cherrie
† word count » 600
† lyrics » "Bouncing Off The Walls" by Sugarcult
† status » finished
† notes » Aw, poor Revie! xD >.> I'm guessing he knows her as Fallon and not Cherrie.

[CHERRIE BETH]

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No matter how hard you try to
You can't make the clock rewind to the moment that you lied to yourself

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It never really mattered how they felt

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Scratching at Maya's scruff, she stared off at the waves by the beach. The waves lapped at the shore, slowly depleting it and eating away the coastline. More shells were dug up by the wave: more shells for Maya to sniff at. But Maya couldn't go sniff at them- she was here for her owner. When her owner was upset, distressed, or just seething with anger, Maya was there. For a belly scratch, a lick on the cheek, or just a fur to bury her face in. And this was what she was doing- burying her face in Maya's fur. Maya was warm, comforting, and very still- the perfect playmate when she needed one, but also the perfect pillow when she needed one.

You know, like I mentioned before, you can't make me disappear. Not even your filthy little mutt can do that. And you should wipe that frown off your face: you're on a 'date', remember? Date, yeah right. That's a piece of shit. We haven't had a date in forever. Don't you remember how much fun you used to have with boys without the useless date stuff getting in the way? C'mon, you don't remember? So many nights, so many boys, so much fun. You don't think you can actually stick with just your beloved Rev, right? The only reason you haven't been able to cheat is because you've been single the whole time. You're not changed- you're just acting. And me and you, we've never had a problem playing boys. And I don't think you will now- so you can get that happily ever after crap out of your head. You won't last five minutes once you find another cute guy...

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A lie. Had to be... She had changed. And she really liked Rev... they had been close friends before. She had gone to him for problems, for joys, and for just about everything else. She had confided in him for so many things- just not her past. She planned to tell him sometime: just not know. Not when they had just started going out. She didn't want to start a problem, especially when it just started. How long had she been crushing on him for... weeks, if not longer. And while she wasn't shy, she could be old-fashioned: she had waited for him to ask her. Though she might have dropped a lot of not-so-subtle hints. To tell him now would bring so many unexpected problems- she didn't want any more problems. Did she plan to tell him? Yes. But not now. Once she got a couple more things sorted out, and once she could find the words to explain it.

Maybe her past wouldn't bother him so much- she had changed, right? She didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't sleep around anymore. And yet there were two things she had a feeling would bother him: the fact that she was lying to him about her identity, and the fact that she was on drugs. High at the moment, actually. High and still wanting more. It was a terrible- the fact that while she was trying something new, she had to bring something old. She never was the dating type- as Cherrie had been so lovely telling her.

The waves were rather distracting- but they weren't as interesting as he was. Hearing his voice, she looked up, before quickly jumping to her feet, dress swirling around her. “Rev!” She exclaimed, before running to him and hugging him tightly. It didn't even come to her to think that anything was changed- sure, they were technically on a date, but... he was still the same Rev. She could still hug him just as she had before. You can also do many more things with him.[/color] Cherrie was speaking again. I don't want to though. I've changed. I'm fine with a hug. Now screw off.[/I] Cherrie wasn't so easily pushed away- yet she did shut up at times.

'Fallon' had control again. Glancing over him, he apparently didn't think anything was different either. She noticed he was still wearing normal clothes- had she dressed up a bit too much? Sure, she didn't think much had changed either, but she liked the chance to dress up. It wasn't as if she had many chances to dress up earlier- her childhood had been spent wearing the same pair of jeans for as long as it took for her parents to wash the laundry or buy a new pair. Which usually took over a week. And her teenage years... let's just say they had been spent wearing little clothes. Smiling a dashing smile, she swung back and forth gently, trying to draw some words up to mind.[/blockquote]

Words: 785
Tagged: Revvy
Lyrics: Secrets and Regrets by Pillar
Notes: None.