Drumroll please....it’s my brand-new series, CHASING SHADOWS!!!! Hopefully this one won’t get abandoned.. Ahahahaha you’re gonna hate me for this! *runs and hides*
She was in the third bed, sitting up propped on her good elbow, the other arm in a lambanog resting on her chest. She gave a faint smile as he approached the only occupied infirmary bed, her soft turquoise eyes meeting his icy gray ones. “How are you feeling?” he asked, perching himself on the edge of the bed.
“Better,” she said. She slid closer to him, her face serious. She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Something wrong?” he asked, absentmindedly stroking her dark hair. She merely sighed, biting her lip. She wiped away a tear that was beginning to bead up in the corner of her eye, and he looked away, pretending not to notice. Finally, he spoke.
“You don’t have to worry anymore. It’s over.”
She nodded slowly, sitting back up again. “That-that’s the problem though. I can’t not worry. They trusted me. And for awhile, I forgot, and trusted them back.”
He sighed, and wrapped his arms around her, unsure of what to say. “That didn’t stop you though. No, it helped you, didn’t it?”
A tear trickled down her face, and she pressed it into his shoulder again. “I-I don’t know. It just feels...weird. It doesn’t feel right. To think--”
He cut her off, not wanting to discuss the difficult subject. “You did great, though. And anyway, it’s all over.”
She sighed and nodded, wiping her face. “It’s all over.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes, pondering. Slowly, a smile spread on her face. Without warning, she leaned upwards and pressed her lips to his. Momentary shock registered in his gray eyes, but it faded and he smiled, halik her back. Gradually, she broke away, looking up at him expectantly, the heat of the halik still flashing in her blue-green eyes.
“For everything,” she sinabi softly. They stared at each other for a few moments. The weight of the situation seemed to melt away, the burden lifted off her shoulders. It was over. She kissed him again, this time quickly breaking away. “Thanks, Tesla.”
Yeah, I’m trying to aim for shorter chapters, since in the past my chapters have been freaking novels. So let’s see how this works out.. Tell me what’cha think! *cackles evilly*
She was in the third bed, sitting up propped on her good elbow, the other arm in a lambanog resting on her chest. She gave a faint smile as he approached the only occupied infirmary bed, her soft turquoise eyes meeting his icy gray ones. “How are you feeling?” he asked, perching himself on the edge of the bed.
“Better,” she said. She slid closer to him, her face serious. She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Something wrong?” he asked, absentmindedly stroking her dark hair. She merely sighed, biting her lip. She wiped away a tear that was beginning to bead up in the corner of her eye, and he looked away, pretending not to notice. Finally, he spoke.
“You don’t have to worry anymore. It’s over.”
She nodded slowly, sitting back up again. “That-that’s the problem though. I can’t not worry. They trusted me. And for awhile, I forgot, and trusted them back.”
He sighed, and wrapped his arms around her, unsure of what to say. “That didn’t stop you though. No, it helped you, didn’t it?”
A tear trickled down her face, and she pressed it into his shoulder again. “I-I don’t know. It just feels...weird. It doesn’t feel right. To think--”
He cut her off, not wanting to discuss the difficult subject. “You did great, though. And anyway, it’s all over.”
She sighed and nodded, wiping her face. “It’s all over.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes, pondering. Slowly, a smile spread on her face. Without warning, she leaned upwards and pressed her lips to his. Momentary shock registered in his gray eyes, but it faded and he smiled, halik her back. Gradually, she broke away, looking up at him expectantly, the heat of the halik still flashing in her blue-green eyes.
“For everything,” she sinabi softly. They stared at each other for a few moments. The weight of the situation seemed to melt away, the burden lifted off her shoulders. It was over. She kissed him again, this time quickly breaking away. “Thanks, Tesla.”
Yeah, I’m trying to aim for shorter chapters, since in the past my chapters have been freaking novels. So let’s see how this works out.. Tell me what’cha think! *cackles evilly*
I drew him because I felt like it
Alias: None
Occupation: Guitarist and Singer, Civilian
Age: 19
Personality: Michael is a very positive person, who often weighs others problems on him as support than solve his own. It's very unlikely to catch him in a bad mood.
Appearance: jade green eyes, he is a natural brunette but for the moment has his hair dyed black. he has freckles and barely leaves anywhere without wearing some type of hat ( usually snapbacks). He is 6'0 ft tall.
Relationships: He is a good friend and bandmate to Bentley.
History:Michael grew up having an ordinary life,minus his parents divorcing and his mother taking custody of him at the age of 8.
Notes:He met Bentley at a bar, and since have known each other for almost a year. It wasn't until recently him and Bentley got in touch again.
I found a cute lil pic of him when he was little with his dad
Notte
Amal's Lamp (her necklace)
