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Our Razorblade Symphony chapter 25Chapter 25 - Posters on the ceiling.
"The house is a bit different since when you left, Andy." Mom pressed, turning onto out street. Not much was different from the last time I was here, the trees got a little bigger and a couple houses had been re-painted. Some cars had changed or else the owners had moved out and some of the old bumps in the sidewalk were paved and fixed. Ashley smiled and took my hand as we pulled up to my house, the car squeeking as mom turned horizontally in front of what I presumed to be my house.
I felt my eyebrows fly to my hairline and shock run through me. The house actually looked...nice. The evergreen tree green color replaced with a lime-like green color, the windows were uncracked and the yard was neat looking with only a few dead patches here and there, and around the tree roots that stuck through the earth in some spots. The hedges that usually grew over the front step were trimmed into small bushes and the house numbers went from a rusted
Before Dawn's Break
Now I lay me down to sleep,
an empty pill bottle left on the sink.
A razor blade left in my wake,
another soul for death to take.
Now, if I die before dawn's break,
no one will remember me by tomorrow.
Our Razorblade Symphony - Chapter 23Chapter 24 - Aftermath.
I swore softly as I slowly peeled off the multiple bandaids I had stuck to my leg. The tan tape like material ripping at the hair under the sticky part. Luckily, it didn't peel off any of the giant scab that had formed over the cut.
I watched as blood began to swell around the cut and run down the side of my thigh. After the blood came the sting, like millions of tiny needles were being pushed into my skin and moved around in agonizing circles inside of it. I swore again and quickly rushed to the bathroom, grabbing a black washcloth and pressing it against my thigh.
"Ashley you fucking idiot!" I screamed at myself as I felt the small towel sink under the wetness of blood. I kicked off my underwear and climbed into the bathtub, trying to find a good tempature. I knew warm water killed bacteria but cool water felt better on it I bet. I chose lukewarm water and sat next to the tap, letting the water pour onto it and wash the still flowing blood away.
I turned o
Feels Like Home - AndleyLove isn't something you can just dismiss into the wind, something you can forget about. True love strikes you at the worst moments and leaves you breathless. It leaves your soul, the very core of your existence, begging for more. Simply laying eyes upon that lucky person makes every single cell in your body vibrate with pure energy and unadulterated love. Their voice sends shivers down your spine and one look into their god-sent eyes is like a gift bestowed upon you by the highest powers of heaven. The smallest touch can be felt days afterwards, a delicate heat that warms even the darkest depths of your heart. Every heartbeat and electric impulse, all of it whispers their name through the life blood slipping through your veins; every breath and blink of your eyes exists because they do.
Everything you do belongs to them because your heart is their's. It always has been and always will be.
They Won't Be Hurting You Anymore... - AndleyFighting back never entered my mind- any attempt would be futile and, in any case, it was easier just to grin and bear their attacks and pretend that nothing was wrong...
The end of the school day saw me limping the five minute walk home, an ungodly pain in my left wrist...I don't know if I'll be able to hide this...
I don't live with my parents -ha, they're not even worthy of that title- I live with my best friends and band-mates. My brothers...the only people who genuinely love me and care about me.
I'm the only one still in high school, the youngest. I want to be a graphic designer, and go to college, so I'm staying in school. Currently a junior. They all dropped out during summer vacation, meaning that I've spent the last three months alone, subject to the abuse of bullies who make my life hell daily, just for being me: Ashley Purdy. At least when my brothers were with me, it was bearable...but then again, I've been subjected to abuse my whole life, so b
He Finally Found Someone (Andley)It was a cloudy, rainy day at a countryside of Nookwood, Idaho. Ashley Purdy had invited his friend, Andy Biersack, to spend the day at his house. So there they were, sitting on the old, creaky country porch. They were covered by the roof that was connected to the porch so they wouldn't get wet. Ashley looked over the country field that spread out for miles. Ashley loved it when it rained.
Ashley's attention was soon grabbed by another thing he loved.
Andy tried to blow his bangs out of his dazzling blue eyes, when that didn't work, he just gave in, and pushed them out of his face with his own hands. Ashley thought it was just adorable whenever Andy did this.
Andy had long blond hair, which was different from Ashley, who had long black hair. Andy was tall, while Ashley was short. Ashley had warm brown eyes, when Andy had sparkling blue. Andy had a pale skin tone, and Ashley was naturally tan.
They were an odd couple of friends, strangers would stare at the pair whenever Ashley and Andy
The Scientist: AndleyCome up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
I gripped the roses in my shaking hands, and paid the smiling girl behind the counter.
"Thank you." I said, forcing myself to return her bright smile.
"Your girlfriend must be very lucky to have you," she said. "Those are the best roses." My smile wavered slightly.
"Yes She She is." I tried to keep my voice from going shaky too. She smiled again as I turned to walk away. I pushed open the door, to here that little happy tinkle from the bell. My heart fell a little. It seemed everyone was happy apart from me. I held the bloodred roses to my chest, and walked away from the place that sung out it's little, happy tune.
Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions
Oh, let's go back to the start
Running in circles, coming up tails
Heads on a science apart
I closed my eyes a little, and took a deep breath. It was close now, I jus
Kiss The Lips Of Evil Ch. 35 - Andy
"How about Dennis if it's a boy." I smiled pushing the cart down the isle. Ash and I have been married for seven years and a little over nine months ago we decided to have a baby. He was visiting his Mom and Dad for a while.
"Great. And Ashlynn if it's a girl." He laughed into the phone. "I miss you."
"I miss you too. Come home soon though, I've got good news for you." I was bubbling over. I wanted to tell him the news, but I had to wait until I saw the expression on his face.
"I'll be back tomorrow night. Wait up for me?"
"Love you baby."
"Love you too Ashley. Bye." I hung up the phone and went down the isle for toys. I couldn't wait until Ash was home.
"Baby, I'm home." I heard him call from the front door. I ran down the stairs and jumped into his arms. "I missed you so much." He smiled. We moved into a house in a small suburb a few years ago when we started talking about babies.
"I know. Come upstairs to the babies room. I want to show you something." I kissed him and pul
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