Hey guys, this is just a little something I got an idea off. Because my boyfriend and I had wrote each others name on our arm. we broke up, but I didn't care that much. It took me forever to wash it off! Anyway...read! :P
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I scrubbed as hard as could, stroked it like raking thick leaves on a fall morning. Nothing was working. Soap, was out of the question. I used alcohol, chlorine, even things that didn't make since, like....ketchup. It was pathetic.
I finally gave up, and fell back on my bed. I looked up and asked the heavenly lords why'd hell hated me so much, scratch that, why did life hate me so much. Because was life was a bitch.
I lifted up my arm and stared at the disgusting mark that laid upon it. A heart."Arh!"I growled, and started to kicking my bed life an unruly child.
How did I that two-timing punk talk me into getting a tattoo. I must have gone crazy....crazy for him. I went through 1 hour 30 minutes of pain to get this pathetic tattoo of a heart just so he cheat on me than let me live life with this horrible memory stuck on my body.
Fate was screwed!
I rolled on stomach and laid my head on one of my pillows and sighed."Why?"Was the only word I say, before psychotically shouting Duncan's name."Go hell to Duncan and take your slutty girlfriend too!"
I started to bawl, than gripping my tattoo as if I had the strength to tear it off. But I left it there, and continued to sob.
What's the point? I asked myself. It's not ripping my skin off will fix any other stamps he left on me before tearing my heart into little pieces of our beautiful past!
Courtney and Duncan
What's the first word that pops into your mind?
Psychotic?
Strange?
Adorable?
Loving?
Or maybe something that would never work out.
I thought he was the one who hots for me, who never let me go. When really, I was going crash to and burn as soon as he let me go. The pain was 10 times worse.
What was so wrong about telling me. Instead he cheats. Cheats, like a compulsive jerk!
I should have seen it coming. I should have known that a disgusting, lying, compulsive, untrustworthy, rotten, sweet at times, hot, understanding, but still a jerk would do this to me.
"And I have you to remember him by!"I yelled, while powdering my arm that had my tattoo.
I remember the day we both got our tattoos.....
{Yeah! Flashback!:}
"Princess, calm down, your tense, and if you don't stopping shaking like a Chihuahua, our tattoos won't match and it'll be all your fault!"He snapped while smirking.
I glared at he and lightly kick his shin."Than shut up!"I growled, while laughing as well as he grabbed his leg.
He glared at me."Your such a pain."He softly spat.
I smiled."I know you are but what am I?!"I joked.
He gave me an honest smile kissed my forehead."Beautiful."He answered.
All the while, the tattooist came in with his needles and everything else that makes a tattoo. I started to shake when a cold but soft hand grabbed my burning one. Ahh, the soothing of hot and cold.
I looked up and Duncan was staring at me with his honest smile."I'll be right here the whole time..."He claimed.
"You promise....always?"I asked.
"Promise....."
What a lie!
It just goes to show you, that those blues could manipulate anyone.....even his own girlfriend.
I got up as I dried my face with my sleeve, but as I was doing so, I had hit my foot on my bed and fell in pain."Fuck..."I spat.
I want to hated him.
I want him gone from the lands of earth.
I wanted him in hell with the rest of his cheating friends.
I wanted to forget about.
I wanted to leave him behind me.
But most of all.........
I wanted him.
Fin.
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I scrubbed as hard as could, stroked it like raking thick leaves on a fall morning. Nothing was working. Soap, was out of the question. I used alcohol, chlorine, even things that didn't make since, like....ketchup. It was pathetic.
I finally gave up, and fell back on my bed. I looked up and asked the heavenly lords why'd hell hated me so much, scratch that, why did life hate me so much. Because was life was a bitch.
I lifted up my arm and stared at the disgusting mark that laid upon it. A heart."Arh!"I growled, and started to kicking my bed life an unruly child.
How did I that two-timing punk talk me into getting a tattoo. I must have gone crazy....crazy for him. I went through 1 hour 30 minutes of pain to get this pathetic tattoo of a heart just so he cheat on me than let me live life with this horrible memory stuck on my body.
Fate was screwed!
I rolled on stomach and laid my head on one of my pillows and sighed."Why?"Was the only word I say, before psychotically shouting Duncan's name."Go hell to Duncan and take your slutty girlfriend too!"
I started to bawl, than gripping my tattoo as if I had the strength to tear it off. But I left it there, and continued to sob.
What's the point? I asked myself. It's not ripping my skin off will fix any other stamps he left on me before tearing my heart into little pieces of our beautiful past!
Courtney and Duncan
What's the first word that pops into your mind?
Psychotic?
Strange?
Adorable?
Loving?
Or maybe something that would never work out.
I thought he was the one who hots for me, who never let me go. When really, I was going crash to and burn as soon as he let me go. The pain was 10 times worse.
What was so wrong about telling me. Instead he cheats. Cheats, like a compulsive jerk!
I should have seen it coming. I should have known that a disgusting, lying, compulsive, untrustworthy, rotten, sweet at times, hot, understanding, but still a jerk would do this to me.
"And I have you to remember him by!"I yelled, while powdering my arm that had my tattoo.
I remember the day we both got our tattoos.....
{Yeah! Flashback!:}
"Princess, calm down, your tense, and if you don't stopping shaking like a Chihuahua, our tattoos won't match and it'll be all your fault!"He snapped while smirking.
I glared at he and lightly kick his shin."Than shut up!"I growled, while laughing as well as he grabbed his leg.
He glared at me."Your such a pain."He softly spat.
I smiled."I know you are but what am I?!"I joked.
He gave me an honest smile kissed my forehead."Beautiful."He answered.
All the while, the tattooist came in with his needles and everything else that makes a tattoo. I started to shake when a cold but soft hand grabbed my burning one. Ahh, the soothing of hot and cold.
I looked up and Duncan was staring at me with his honest smile."I'll be right here the whole time..."He claimed.
"You promise....always?"I asked.
"Promise....."
What a lie!
It just goes to show you, that those blues could manipulate anyone.....even his own girlfriend.
I got up as I dried my face with my sleeve, but as I was doing so, I had hit my foot on my bed and fell in pain."Fuck..."I spat.
I want to hated him.
I want him gone from the lands of earth.
I wanted him in hell with the rest of his cheating friends.
I wanted to forget about.
I wanted to leave him behind me.
But most of all.........
I wanted him.
Fin.
Courtney's POV
I finaly arrived at the hotel and saw Duncan stand in the lobby, getting his key.
I ran up behind him, and covered his eyes with my hands.
"Okay, if this is some kinda joke, then i'll beat the crap out of you!" he said and turned around.
"What are YOU doing here?" he asked and looked confused at me.
"Trying to get my boyfriend back." i said.
"Why? Where'nt you suposed to be babysitting Lisa?"
"LeShawna is babysitting her instead of me"
He touched my chin and i slightly blushed, when he kissed me.
"I hope we never will ever be like this again" he said.
Someone Random Voice's POV
The rest of their vacation was perfect, and today they're still together, and thhey'll be like that forever and ever.
I finaly arrived at the hotel and saw Duncan stand in the lobby, getting his key.
I ran up behind him, and covered his eyes with my hands.
"Okay, if this is some kinda joke, then i'll beat the crap out of you!" he said and turned around.
"What are YOU doing here?" he asked and looked confused at me.
"Trying to get my boyfriend back." i said.
"Why? Where'nt you suposed to be babysitting Lisa?"
"LeShawna is babysitting her instead of me"
He touched my chin and i slightly blushed, when he kissed me.
"I hope we never will ever be like this again" he said.
Someone Random Voice's POV
The rest of their vacation was perfect, and today they're still together, and thhey'll be like that forever and ever.