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PART EIGHT:
‘’Hi, my name is-‘’ The beautiful boy was looking squarely at me when he was interrupted by Doman. Doman ended up picking the boy up and turning him purple from the tight hug he was receiving from the mammoth Damon. ‘’Help me please!’’ The unfamiliar boy managed to choke out. ‘’Doman! Don’t kill him!’’ I yelled with a sarcastic tone. ‘‘Oh, I’m sorry’’ Doman cleared his throat and his cheeks turned red. ‘’It’s all good’’ They boy chirped with more joy then required. ‘’Ok, this Is the girl I have been telling you about!’’ Doman said in a hushed toned and motioned at me with a dazzling smile. ‘’Hey, my name is Jasper, but you can call me Jazz!’’ Jasper smiled a breath taking smile. I felt light headed immediately. ‘’H- hi! My name is S-savannah but just call me Savan or BC’’ I said nervously as I extended my hand to shake his. ‘’Never mind with hands!’’ Jasper exclaimed as he hugged me like a squeeze toy. I gasped for air and the boy but me down with caution. ‘’Sorry. I get overly exited when I meet people that I know I’m going to be good friends with.’’ He said as his face turned from pink to red. The boy was absolutely beautiful. His features were so defined and flawless. He had light brow skin, like he had been tanning for three or four hours, his hair looked like It was silky smooth and jet black. His lips looked so soft, he had two lip peircings, one on each side. His eyes were the breath taking, they were almost exactly like mine, light grey but his were filled with joy and knowledge. I was so intrigued by this new visitor that I barely noticed Doman snickering in the corner, most likely about how my face is composed at the moment. This time Doman surprised me by saying ‘’Oh my god! You should see the look on your face Jazz! You look like- like BWHAHAHAH’’ Doman bellowed from the couch. Doman fell to the floor laughing so hard that he was turning almost every color I could think of. The boy called Jasper was over to Doman and had him upside down in the air by one foot. ‘’Ok! Ok man don’t do anything you will regret!’’ Doman called sacredly. I was so shocked that Jasper could lift that behemoth of a boy one foot. ‘’I will put you down when you don’t laugh at me anymore.’’ Jazz said in a calm voice. He also said something that made Doman’s turn green than red with anger and jealousy. Doman cussed at Jasper in a whisper. Jasper chuckled and flipped Doman to his feet, they hugged and apologized.
Later that day:
‘’Savan!’’ Doman said in a satisfactory tone. ‘’Yes, what is it?’’ I almost sang. ‘’Do you think Mila can move in with Kim?’’ Doman asked excitedly. ‘’Trust me that would be more than possible. Its been over a week and she’s not back yet.’’ I said casually, sipping the soda I had in my hand. ‘’Ok, lets call her and pack up her stuff!’’ He said with even more excitement then before. ‘’Already packed up her stuff.’’ I said a little smugly and pointed to the stack of pink containers in the corner of the room. ‘’I was going to kick her out any way so why not just already put her stuff out?’’ I said plainly. At that moment three things happened. One, I realized that I now have the most annoying person I have ever met out of my house. Two, Ghost and Eric walked through the front door. Finally, Jasper came out of the bathroom fixing his shirt. I just then noticed what he was wearing. He was my style no doubt. He was wearing my favorite band T-shirt, and black jeans. ‘’Were home’’ Ghost said in a weary tone as he dropped the bags at the front door. I flinched at the sight of Eric’s arm sling. He was exhausted and I could tell he was riding in the trunk the whole way home, of course voluntarily. He looked sore and limp, that is until he saw Jasper and tensed up. Eric’s actions were mirrored by Ghost and so was his expression.
‘’Who is this!?’’ Ghost hissed through his clenched teeth. Eric flinched so I helped him to the couch and got him an ice pack while Doman calmed Ghost down and explained to the two of them who Jasper was. Ghost was still stiffened in the corner of the room, refusing to greet him properly. Eric said a brief hello and I helped him up the stairs and into bed. We heard the humming voices from down stairs fade as we climbed the stairs. ‘’I can’t take it anymore.’’ Eric cried. ‘’Oh my god, it’s ok Eric. Don’t worry we can have you fixed and out of pain in no time.’’ I said with concern and hugged him lightly. ‘’It’s not that…’’ he sniffled, ‘’I’m just so….. HUNGRY! Ghost wouldn’t let me eat anything store bought! He told me what ever I hunted I eat!’’ He cried. ‘’Aw, I will get you set up in bed and I will make you some food.’’ I said with a small giggle. Eric was the light in the darkness even when he’s hurt or scared. The second I got him on his bed and comfortable, he was out cold. I smiled at his innocent looking face and pulled the covers up to his chest and headed back down stairs.
Later that night:
‘’Oh! I love this movie!’’ Jasper chirped as we were sitting next to each other on the couch. Honestly, it was a little closer then necessary, but I was ok with it. It was my favorite movie too. We had so much in common and I loved that fact. We stayed up most of the night, saying the lines of the movies that were playing and laughing. I got very tired at around three or four in the morning, and I remember falling half asleep. I also remember Jasper carrying me to Doman’s room and a foggy question then I feel all the way asleep.
I was getting very agitated with the dream, it always stared out the same but the middle and ending was different. This time was weird, instead of starting out in the blackness of the night, it was the dim light. Again, it was the grave yard, this time I made the observation that all the bodies were little girls, old woman, young woman and many variations of age. Then I gasped and almost woke up but I forced myself to stay in the dream. I sat in front of the body, awing and grieving. I knew who it was and I wanted revenge for whoever put it here. It was me. I saw every form of me, I was apparently going to live a long life. ‘’You like?’’ The thing called from behind me. ‘’No, you filthy b*****d!’’ I snapped at the thing. It sighed and walked over to me at a human pace. '’I think its time you know my real name. My name is…….’’
To be continued…………
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Title:
Blackness
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Artist:
xxx_monster_in_ur_headxxx
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Description:
Part Eight
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Date:
04/30/2009
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Tags:
blackness
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