Random Quick Scribbles 2

Slipping into skinny jeans and a tank top I glance at the round object on the wall. It is soon midnight and I am supposed to be sleeping, and the hand showing seconds is moving with a ‘tick‘ in accordance to my anxiousness. My tosses and turns in bed were useless and I was hopelessly trying to change sleeping position, pillow or covers. So here I am, putting on my favorite grey hoodie and hopping into my track sneakers. Grabbing phone and earphones I open the window of my bedroom and hop out, feeling glad I live on the first floor. Once my favorite music blasts into my ears, I start jogging without destination, just to clear my head off of everything. Star-glittered sky and as ever bright moon watching over my every step accompany me as I sprint along the pathway to the park, not being afraid of empty streets or dark shadowy corners. After all, black is my second nature and when you have a thing for a certain rat-like person, nothing scares you anymore. Just the thought that you could have changed something in the past that could have prevented you from losing that person…forever… I shake my head and speed up, dashing forward and tossing the uneasy thoughts out of my head.

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Her eyes scanned the area, trying to spot anything  unusual or out of place. Green tall walls made out of branches and unknown flowers surrounded the girl everywhere she turned. It was as if this maze had no escape, as if it led nowhere but to the same spot every time the girl made a turn. Nothing showed where to go or where to turn and it was not like she had a map of this place. What made her come to this hexed spot in the first place was known only to her, yet it was also a very vague thought that provoked this happening. Here was the last time a huge brawl came through way before things stood to their places. Gun-fires and sword-fights, fistfights and cussing exchanges… The girl could not even count the losses on her fingers, as she haven’t had enough, for the death numbers were immensely large. She wanted to blame the onion eating man for everything that happened – only a few knew he was her so called father – but she knew better than to do that. If only she could find what she was looking for in this endless maze… She needed the lack of saltiness in her life to be seized. She needed to be refilled with enormous amounts of it, and there was only one person who could make that happen… Where was the question at hand and she started running, while tears streamed down her beautiful face. Even if she was to die from starvation, she would keep looking for her until her last breath.

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Random Quick Scribbles

– Signs –

I know she will be in my bedroom or kitchen, waiting for me as always, with her dimpled smile and tiny figure latching onto me as soon as she sees me… I know she will support me no matter what, I know. I need her embrace, like, right now… Where’s my key? Don’t I look silly, tumbling with my purse while trying to find the item that will unlock the doors to my flat, where the only person I really need right now is waiting for me? I cannot press the door bell, can I? What if she’s sleeping? I don’t want to wake her up… It’s already so late, thanks to the director who prolonged filming time. As the main actress, what could I really do?

“I’m coming!!!” I hear the so well-known voice and I realize I pressed the doorbell absentmindedly… Well, that’s me, welcome to the world of the airhead queen. I see her opening the doors and her face lights up in the brightest way possible. “NyanNyan!!!!!!!!”

Yeah, here we go. I am hugged in the tightest hug in the whole world and there’s no way I can escape that embrace. Not that I want to. I love her scent, I love her smile, I love her antics. I love her. She makes me come out of the comfort zone and be more sensual than I usually am.

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– Princess Locked in a Tower –

He was determined to save her, even if it cost him his life. Well, he was actually a she, but other than the raven haired princess no one knew that. No one really needed to know that. The Ikemen smirked and cut the last thorny vine. Then she – though preferred to be referred as he – started climbing up to the very top floor of the skyscraper tower. Of course, Ikemen girl used not thorny vines that went all over the tower walls as her support.

“Mou, baka!!! What if you fell down and died?!” The raven haired princess cried out as she pulled the other in through the window and right away into her tight embrace. “I couldn’t live, knowing my one and only love is not among the living anymore…”

“No, it’s you who is a baka… I would never do anything that would mean me losing you or you losing me. I knew I can climb up safely and finally get you out of here.” He (she) said and kissed the princess’s hand. “Now I’ll beat the crap out of all the guards and then I’ll take you to safe heaven.”

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– Self-support –

I hate my family. I hate my life. I hate people. I hate everything and everyone. Even money, though I use it for my personal gains. Only because I have too much of it, and it never runs out. I want to be able to get away, but being the daughter of a mafia family doesn’t really allow me that.

However, there is one person I came to like. It’s you. You and only you, my love. You are the light in my eyes, my sunshine after the rain, my air that I can breathe when I feel like suffocating. Your beautiful eyes, curvy figure and over-exaggerated reactions are what makes me think I might not be an ugly rat. After all, would such a gentle and caring person take an interest in such a rat like me? No. Exactly. So maybe I am a mouse then, and even though I have the world in the palm of my hand, I think you are the one who has me completely fallen for you.

I thought of running away with you, but we both know it’s impossible. So while you are my father’s best assassin, I know there are times when I can have you all to myself and care about nothing else in this whole wide world. I just hope no one finds out about us or else…