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Downward Spiral (a Yaoi Story) Chapter 2Chapter 2: Devon
The Worst but Still Oddly Satisfying Day
I rummaged frantically through my suitcases, throwing random articles of clothing out into the mostly empty room and ignoring when I heard the shattering of something most likely very valuable.
"Uhg, where is it?" I said out loud to myself, digging down into the bottom of the fourth bag and coming out empty handed. I shivered a bit. The cool air coming from the vents on the ceiling gave me goose bumps on my bare chest, and wasn't helping to improve my mood. "I know I put it in here! GAH!" My shout echoed through the double hotel room. Hmm, the others have probably heard it.
"Hey Devon man, what's wrong? You sound kind out wound up tight." Travis leaned against the doorframe in his wrinkled t-shirt and grinned down at my pathetic figure, crouched over the suitcase like it was some sort of holy object.
"Wound up tight? Naw, just disorganized. It's hardly my fault; I mean accidentally reading a map upside-down until you end up on t
Downward Spiral Chapter 1 (A Yaoi Story)Chapter 1:Alex
On My Own
Dear Computer Journal,
I've always believed life is a downward spiral, twirling round and round and round, until you get so dizzy and sick of it you're forced to throw yourself off the ride to your doom. It's always been that way for me, ever since that awful spring afternoon when I was 13. People tried to tell me things would get better, that they couldn't possibly get any worse, but like I said. Downward spiral.
I hate it when people say that I'm lucky. They say I have plenty of things to be grateful for when I don't give a damn. People should just leave the failures alone, you know? Focus on the people who are actually going to mean something to the world and just let the rest of us be. That's all I want, to be left alone. At least in the dark you can't get hurt. Where there is hope there is the pain of struggle but where there is no hope there is the freedom of loneliness. I'd rather be alone then obviously broken.
So I'm on my own. Never with friends, or f
No Longer Unsure Chpt.7 (A Yaoi Fanfic)Edward
As soon as the land started becoming more familiar, I knew I was back in Forks. I didn't pause but continued running till I reached the highway. Then I stopped and shoved my hands in my pockets, settling back for a lazy stroll. I knew Bella wasn't going to be out of school for hours yet so I would have to be patient and kill some time. I sighed. The monster inside of me well outside now I guess, reared, eager for kill. It wanted me to rip the wall of the school off kill anything that moved. But I didn't. I wanted to play with Bella, however boring that may be, before I killed her. I wanted her to smile until her smile was forced to give way to screaming. I wanted her to feel my betrayal.
I wasn't doing this because of anything she'd done. She was completely innocent in fact. But she was standing between me and my freedom. If I wanted to be free of this ridiculous life in Forks then I was going to have to get rid of her. I was going to get rid of all the memories in this pl
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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