77 Recent Deviations
Featured: The Queen 2015
DC Drabble - Another Box of ChocolateA small rap at the door stole his attention from the flashing images on the television screen. With a heavy sigh, he rose from the futon, setting down the box of chocolates, and approached the door. He looked in the peep hole, noticing immediately that a soaking wet Naomi Gaekri stood on the other side. A shiver visibly shook her entire body, and he watched as she reached up to knock yet another time on his door. Before she made contact, Sawyer opened the door with a gentle tug.DC Drabble - Another Box of Chocolate by ThexDarkenedXLight
“About time..!” the woman pouted, then stuck out her tongue at him, “let me in, please…”
With a small gesture, he stepped out of the way and allowed her into the room. Naomi stepped into the landing and took off her shoes and jacket, leaving them as a sopped pile by the door. He watched her silently, not really in the mood to be social. To be perfectly honest, he was a bit frustrated with her as well, since this was the first break they had had since taking up crime fighting.
Split in Two - Chapter 4I retreated to my room shortly after committing the deed. I expected to feel an overwhelming sensation of guilt; however, everything concerning my father seemed to feel numb like novacaine. If I didn’t know better, I’d become accustomed to hell, taking a neutral stance that may or may not have originally existed. I no longer cared what my father thought of me; that is as much as this 12 year old knew, to put it bluntly. Of course, fear lingered inside me, the fear of another whipping; another beating; another broken bottle. Recognizing the underlay of apprehension, I took every possible stride and attempt to calm my shaking nerves. Even… turning to the new figure – Drake – as a last resort…Split in Two - Chapter 4 by ThexDarkenedXLight
you can’t seriously be that scared about this, kid…**
I… I don’t know what I’m feeling.
fear, that’s obvious.**
No… I mean…
I paused within my own thoughts.
spit it out, why don’t ya?**
Split in Two - Chapter 3The next few months, I never dared to venture outside my front doors. The only exception being school, since neglecting a minor’s education was illegal. Many nights remained in silence. Pure, unadulterated silence. The sun always set with a vibrant orange, followed by a desolate layer of navy. The twinkling stars never changed either. I found myself questioning everything I ever knew while staring at the constellations. My father. What it meant to be a policeman. My mother. Why she left. My friend, if that’s what he was. Whether or not I would ever get to talk to him again.Split in Two - Chapter 3 by ThexDarkenedXLight
I questioned that night. The scars in my legs. In my stomach. I vaguely remembered half of it as the rest fell into a cloudy haze of amnesia. I remembered the salt and iron. The glass. And maybe a few of the words. Was this why mom left?
The closed doors of the mind blocked more than just memories. It blocked answers. Relationships. Each time a door closed, it locked. It locked for a reason. Whatever rea
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