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I Can Save You

I know what you've been through for hell was my life

Mike lays back on the bed letting out some sort of sigh. 'Did mike ever had a STD scare? Or one at all?' I thought and he just looks at me.

"Stop thinking about it god dammit." He says rolling on his side to face me. When he did is, I felt scared? Worried? Honesty I am. I don't want one or any for a fact.

" just quit thinking about please? I can hear you." He snapped at me, causing me to raise my eye brows in shock. I wanna know. But he doesn't have to be a dick.

"I'm not being a dick, i just don't wanna talk about it." He stated sitting up trying to cuddle me, but I just push him away and get up.

I don't wanna try to have to get something out of him. He should come to me if he needs to tell me something important, and if it is that he has a STD, then i just won't have sex with him until he tells me too.

i push the warm covers off of me and climb out of bed walking to the walk Into the closet,shutting the door, and look around for my little box. I have the feeling, achenes, in my chest and i know how it needs to be gone.

One or the other. Blades or weed?

I look behind the shoe rack for the hole in the wall and sure enough, there is my little black box. But its more of a mixture of black and brown. I pull it out along with some Clothes i randomly found. I make sure the door is locked and put the clothes on. Yeah I look like a lesbian in these old ones but do i care? Nah, why should i? The spot is only for me and Kalia.

I open the box and see 7 of my lucky lighters on top, hanging from little hooks i attached them to, little refillable right below it, 2 of my pipes in the bigs lots, and 4 little baggies of weed. If you open upthe bottom drawer, you see more of my favorite pipes.

i pick up the little baggies, exposing my other little escape. Is it a little weird that i named my blades?

abby, for my arms, lacy for my legs, storm for my stomach. And Occide. Witch means kill in Latin. Witch is the one I've only used once. The time i.. That's a story for another time.

I return the blades and pick up my zombie board from behind my door along withT a backpack to carry this treasure chest. I slide the box in carefully and pick up my board and unlock the door. i walk out to the bedroom to see mike, fast asleep with his face in the pillow. I roll my eyes and walk out, apparently the same time as Jaime.

Who also has a pipe and bag in his hand. I stifle a laugh when he tries to find the right words. "Shhh, follow me." I say and walk down the wooden steps, each creaking under our weight.

I get to the dinning room where the stairs lead off and walking to the fridge, writing a note to Kalia saying we went to the spot.

"Where's the spot?" He asks me and I just look at him trying to find words to describe it. it looked liked human paradise.

"You'll see." I reply and walk out towards the door.



WHEN THEY GET THERE** "holy shit. This place is crazy." Jaime yelled at me. "Can we go down?" He asks and i nod. This has been passed down from Kalia's generation. No one put the
Porcuas* (Kalia's last name.) knew about this place.

i walk around to where the staircase we had made and go down it. God i loved this place. No one ever had found it. Sure, it had take. Us about three hours by boat, witch our good friend cubas lended us while he was away.

"dude, i brought towels from the boat in, lets lay em out.." Jaime said growing a towel and a bathing suit at me.

"where did you get this?" I ask him and he just shrugs while stripping into his own swim suit, naked. I turn away and call out for him to not look at me and he response is wiith an okay.

once i am done, i lay on the blanket and reach over and take out my box."lets get fucked up!!" I yell and Jaime just giggles at me.

Notes

This is what I iamagined the box to look like

Comments

@immaferalcat



@piercetheleanne
So I was going to finish up some stories, but now that I can't sign in using Google, I lost all my stories so stay tuned for it okay?

PLEASE DO A SEQUEL I AM DYING OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

Please do a sequel I love this story so much xD

@Devynleigh
Because idk.... November forth was three days after mitch lucker passed away and that was the day I decided I would commit suicide... But failed.. Thankfully