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Hawthorn chapter 7
I wake up in the morning (not feeling like P. Diddy, for anyone wondering), and Olivia is gone. Not sleeping on the couch downstairs, not anywhere in my room. Gone, hopefully to her own house.
It's another day of school, so while I want nothing more than to crawl back under the covers and not have to face Derek, instead I drag myself up and get ready for school. I drive my truck and park it in my normal spot in the school parking lot.
But when I go inside to my locker, Grace is nowhere in sight. The girls and I always meet in the same spot in the morning. Olivia has an excuse, but Grace doesn't. So after I grab my books, I go looking for her. I make it halfway down the hall and then hear her voice drifting out of a classroom to my right.
" that wolf," Grace says. I'm confused; as I'm sure most people would be if they walked by at that moment. What is she talking about? Well, besides the obvious answer of, "a wolf." I want to know what's significant about a wolf. I step a bit close
Hawthorn chapter 6
"Olivia? Is Ryan okay?"
"He's fine, Mr. Abandonato. He's just has a very tiring day. May I come in?"
"I'll take Ryan up to his room. The one on the left?"
"Leave the door open."
Dad's and Olivia's voices sound distant, ghostly. I can hear them, but the words are foggy, or my mind is. I do not really comprehend what's being said through the haze. I'm not really sure if they're really speaking or if I'm just hallucinating sound. I can't see or feel anything around me.
"You have nothing to worry about."
I open my eyes and find myself lying on my back on my bed. There is light coming in from the hall, but the overhead light and lamp in my room are off. 'How did I get here?' I sit up with a groan and grip my head in my hand.
"You're awake," Olivia notes, a hint of relief in her voice.
"What happened?" I ask.
"You fainted," she says. "I should've known it would be too much for you to find out so much at once. I had hoped you would've " She stops and sha
Hawthorn chapter 5
I'm glad I'm still leaning against the tree, because had I not been, I certainly would have collapsed under the weight of this revelation. 'Derek is a vampire. Derek is a vampire. Fuck, I should've listened when the girls told me to be careful. He was going to kill me out here.'
"I vasn't going to kill you," Derek says, still gripping his head.
"Get out of my head!" I shout. "That's bullshit and we both know it! You had me up against this tree, and your fangs were bared!"
"That doesn't mean I vas going to kill you!"
"Great, so you were trying to turn me into one of your kind. Like that's so much better!"
"I vasn't trying to turn you into a vampire, either!" He strains to stand up straight. "Anyway, it doesn't matter vhat I vas trying to do. That hawthorn and silver around your neck vill prevent it. Do you know vhy hawthorn is used to make vooden stakes for vampire hunting?"
My mind is reeling for answers. "It kills you?"
"No. See, humans alvays tvist mythology, and
Hawthorn chapter 4
My dream this night is the most pleasantly unpleasant I've ever had the, well, displeasure of having. I just met Derek and I keep telling my imagination that I'm not gay, but my mind doesn't seem to be paying attention to those facts. I'm starting to feel like a total fanboy.
I don't think I need to poison your innocent minds with the details of this dream.
I wake up with a sense of dread and have to assure myself that I'm not a sinner anymore.
I shower and get ready for another day in HellI mean Forks, Washington. I make some toast to take with me. It's raining outside once again, so I grab an umbrella on my way out the door. I have a bit of trouble starting the truck this morning, but I still get to school on time. Later than on my first day, but on time nevertheless.
I walk to Olivia's locker, and people are whispering about me as I pass. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. 'What could they possibly be talking about?'
When I get to the locker, Olivia and Grace are
You Know You're Obsessed WhenYou know you're obsessed with SHINee when
1. You will never look at frogs, chickens, cows, raccoons or tigers the same way EVER AGAIN
2. You don't shut up about SHINee Fighting
3. You click the Replay button on a YouTube video, hoping it will take you to the SHINee Replay official video
4. You argue endlessly with people over whether Key's hair in the Lucifer video is awesome or horrible
5. You get distracted in Chemistry every time you have to do work that mentions Oxygen
6. You laugh madly every time you see a picture of Spock
7. And you call him "Minho" instead of Spock
8. You cried when Jonghyun was diagnosed with swine flu
9. And again when Onew was diagnosed
10. And again when Taemin was diagnosed
11. You giggle in the middle of Spanish when you see "Amigo" in your textbook
12. Listening to SHINee is part of your daily routine
13. Someone says, "flaming," you don't think of trolls on the internet or gay men, you think of Flaming Charisma Minho
14. You smil
Hawthorn chapter 3
My heart beats loud in my ears, ba-bom.
It keeps pounding against my chest, ba-bom.
'No, I'm not gay.'
'I can't be.'
'It's gross, unnatural, sick and wrong.'
'It's just not possible that God could damn me to Hell this way. I can't be gay.'
Ba-bom, ba-bom, ba-bom
'Was I doomed to this fate for having my surname? Was I destined to be "forsaken" from the start? '
Ba-bom, ba-bom, ba-bom, ba-bom
'Please Lord, no! '
Ba-bom, ba-bom, ba-bom, ba-bom, ba-bom
'I'm not gay! I swear I'm not! I can't be! It's not possible! I'm not, I'm not, I'm not!'
'I never felt like this towards any guy before Derek.'
As soon as I think that, I come crashing out of my thoughts. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm suddenly admitting to feeling something for this guy I don't even really know! Stupid hypothalamus! Stop screwing with my endocrine system! Leave my hormon
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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