Acronis Was Interrupted

FanFic - THE COLLISION OF YOUR KISS CAP.20 - Famous Last Words [part.1]

TITLE: The Collision of Your Kiss
Starring: My Chemical Romance
AUTHOR: Demolition Konsu
DISCLAIMER: is NOT just a fanfiction inspired by real events.
ABSTRACT: The string as ... ever, as if it were a lifeline. He caresses her hair "Let's moaning ..." ... "Stupid" ... we smile and we climb into the car. I do not know where he is taking me, I have no idea, I just know that I trust blindly.



CAP.20 - Famous Last Words [part.1]

"I'm always here when I want to spend some 'alone," he says leaning against the wooden fence at the foot of the small river' s water.
He lights a cigarette that shines in the darkness that surrounds us. The air is not cold, but at this time begins to pinch the skin.
"Come here, come closer, are you afraid of? "he smiles, teases me ...
" Do not hold on five minutes, you always have to tease me ... "my angry response.
He gives me his pack of Marlboro red
strictly "For the lighter you get closer," he says with satisfaction. I take a cigarette from the pack and I'm closer to him. I know he is trying to distract me somehow ... the fact is that I can never understand it fully, to understand his intentions and his hand is damn hard to read his mind and I still can not comprehend that it had conquered my ok ... confidence is very weak, but I feel safe when I have it around.
"This is beautiful ... "Gerard add your style.
"You should see the day, in the shadow of the trees ..."
"You are so poetic ..."
"Now are you kidding me or am I wrong?" I glared playfully pulls, turns and continues to draw from his cigarette.
And the silence, only the roar of the water around our feet and the shuffling of some of dry leaves. I watch him smoking and its expression changes of a sudden ... I understand that you must tell me something.
"Did he ask you?" He says nervously blowing smoke. And I do not need to ask what it refers to. I wish I could respond with calm, be clear and sincere, not to get frustrated by this that makes me tremble and my heart is gripping without asking permission.
"You know, that's why you look that way ..." I laugh nervously, "... I tried in vain looking for your approval ..." I shake my head, I can not stifle my laugh hysterically.
His eyes strike me, and hurt, they always do.
"How can I give approval to someone who wants to take you away from me ..." is not Euna question, it's almost a statement made to himself. Throw away the butt after a final deep shot. I miss the air.
"I've heard enough for tonight" I start the machine at a quick pace and I feel almost guilty, I feel like shit ... and to think that maybe I'm the only one not doing anything. But he has never spoken like that and the fact that he opened his heart so suddenly I was puzzled, I crippled your heart if I can use a mild understatement.
I lean against the car door, I feel so inappropriate that'd take a run through the dark alley until you reach the road. I watch him throw the cigarette butt and come to me looking down, fast pace. With his arms around me and beat my fists on the roof of the car.
"Because I doing this? "his eyes are swollen, nervous.
"I just want a little 'peace Gerard ..." my voice broke, can not stand.
"Me too!"
"I do not find your peace with me, damn it!" Push him away, but nothing like back, hold my head, holds in her hands, she-dog eyes and asks me help and I feel like shit.
I am aware that to happen is what I feared and avoided for months and I know for sure that this time I will do nothing to prevent it. He pushes his lips against mine so hard that I can not breathe, so hard that allows me to move the tongue, so hard that my jaw blocks, I can not even return ... though I should not want it. And with all the fuck I'm hating myself, but just as I had imagined it, because I do not deny they had thought about this moment, perhaps unconsciously, unintentionally, and I always laughed at us ... but God, I always imagined (and deliberate?) so violent and desperate. I also imagined that the clump is tickling my face. And the slap, and that there is not long in coming when I can push it away from me. Do not protest, and if I know him well as I expected it. But it pisses me off that knows how to take certain liberties, could have anything you want if you just do not respect me so much. It pisses me off the I've done definitely wrong when the fuck not now, not tonight ... not after what happened.
"You're an idiot .. the usual ..." I whisper.
got into the car, hold back the tears that are pressing, they want to go out and there is a reason, I just fail to hold everything and everything in a couple of hours.
Sale in the car too, I'm not worthy of a look, starts off the key and then turns off again. He ran his hands through his hair.
"Tell me Christ ..." his breathing was irregular, indicating that his anxiety level is sky high. Step
above myself, I stomp my feelings and my need for peace and smile ... I just want to reassure you that ... I do not know why because I should be the victim of these men until proven otherwise.
"It 's just that ... it was not to ..." and I tell him almost in a whisper, I try to hide my ambiguous feelings turned to that kiss was like dreaming but at the wrong time ... and I can not explain more, I can not say anything' another, even to myself.
Probably him, Frank is still too 'close' ... damn man. What did you think?
"I'll go away anyway, maybe I'll move to California or back to Italy, still do not know ..." I find the courage to confess that for me it was just a vague thought, but that now, just come from my lips, take a definite shape, concrete.
"Let's go home" sets in motion the car, and does not say much for the whole journey home.
takes his hand, I hold it to him ... it's my way of apologizing, then I do not know for what, maybe it's just a pretext for not thinking ... tomorrow.