“You did what?!?” Lucifer shouted.
“You heard me. I got to her first,” Xavier کہا with a smug look.
“I told آپ that I wouldn’t mind dating her. I thought آپ would’ve taken the hint,” Lucifer کہا exasperatedly.
“No, I didn’t take the hint, because I like her, too,” کہا Xavier.
“Even Wyatt would’ve understood that hint,” argued Lucifer.
“Well, Wyatt has known آپ longer, and he is-” Xavier was interrupted سے طرف کی the door slamming open. Wyatt stood in the doorway his gaze sharp, and deadly. He was wearing a black shirt, with a black کوٹ over it. He, also, had on black pants, and dress shoes.
“So, which one of آپ sad bastards is taking my Lizybeth to the party tomorrow night?” Wyatt asked.
“Have آپ talked to her?” Xavier asked.
“No, but I’m sure one of آپ have asked. So, which one of آپ is it?” Wyatt asked again.
“I am, I asked, she کہا yes,” Xavier کہا proudly. “And now, Lucifer is being a کتیا, کتيا about it.”
“Really? Lucifer, suck it up. I’m proud of you, Xavier,” کہا Wyatt. “I will take her dress shopping in the morning, but until then, goodnight,” Wyatt left the room.
He walked through the Temple as silent, and stealthy as a cat. He was deep in thought about Xavier. He was one-hundred percent sure that Lucifer would be the one with her, not Xavier. He didn’t want to tell Lizybeth what he thought, but she may have just کہا yes, because she was desperate.
Wyatt came to her door. They had been دوستوں so long that he didn’t bother knocking anymore. He went in, and found Lizybeth dead asleep on her bed. Wyatt quietly climbed up there with her. She was drooling on her pillow, snoring. Great. It reminded him of the sleepovers they would have together as kids.
He began to stroke her hair. He murmured in her ear that he loved her, but how ready he was to kick her ass.
“Lizybeth, get up,” Wyatt whispered patiently. She groaned, and rolled over. “I need to talk to you.”
“About what?” she asked groggily, blinking her eyes open.
“Well, first about what dress آپ are going to wear, but we can do that later. Anyways, what the hell are آپ thinking?!?” Wyatt shouted.
“I’m thinking that you’re sitting on my shin, and it’s starting to hurt,” کہا Elizabeth.
“Sorry,” Wyatt repositioned himself. “But, why Xavier?”
“I don’t know. I figured no one else would ask, and considering you’re a powerful warlock now I-I guess I just thought that آپ wouldn’t be hiding in the back corner. Like we used to do during those stupid school dances,” Elizabeth کہا sheepishly.
“Honey, I would hide with you. Who else would be your bitch?” Wyatt کہا this with a sincere look.
“I guess I would have to make do with myself,” Elizabeth was trying to keep a straight face.
“Eww!” cried Wyatt.
“Shut up, آپ do it, too!” Elizabeth laughed.
“Your point?” asked Wyatt.
“None, I have no point to prove.”
“But in all seriousness, I didn’t think آپ would say yes to Xavier. I mean, really. He is so not آپ type, okay,” Wyatt کہا this like a drag queen on cocaine. Elizabeth giggled.
“Do-do آپ like him?” asked Elizabeth nervously.
“Who, Xavier?”
“Yeah,” کہا Elizabeth watching Wyatt chew his lip nervously.
“Yes…a little bit, but I don’t think he’s…like me,” کہا Wyatt somewhat sadly.
“Honey, if آپ don’t want me to go with him, then I won’t. Honestly, I think Lucifer is a hell of a lot cuter,” کہا Elizabeth.
“Lizybeth, if you’re happy, I’m happy,” کہا Wyatt reassuringly. He stroked her hair one last time. “Well, آپ can go back to sleep. Oh, سے طرف کی the way, I’m going to take آپ dress shopping tomorrow.”
“Okay…Um, Wyatt? Can-can آپ stay with me tonight, I-I don’t want to be alone,” stammered Elizabeth.
“I will stay with you, if آپ اقدام your fat پچھواڑے, گدا over,” Wyatt کہا pushing her.
“Hey! My پچھواڑے, گدا is smaller than yours!” کہا Elizabeth grinning.
“So?” کہا Wyatt.
“Goodnight, Wyatt,” کہا Elizabeth rolling over.
“Goodnight my dear, sweet Lizybeth,” کہا Wyatt cuddling her. A few منٹ later she fell asleep in his arms.
“You heard me. I got to her first,” Xavier کہا with a smug look.
“I told آپ that I wouldn’t mind dating her. I thought آپ would’ve taken the hint,” Lucifer کہا exasperatedly.
“No, I didn’t take the hint, because I like her, too,” کہا Xavier.
“Even Wyatt would’ve understood that hint,” argued Lucifer.
“Well, Wyatt has known آپ longer, and he is-” Xavier was interrupted سے طرف کی the door slamming open. Wyatt stood in the doorway his gaze sharp, and deadly. He was wearing a black shirt, with a black کوٹ over it. He, also, had on black pants, and dress shoes.
“So, which one of آپ sad bastards is taking my Lizybeth to the party tomorrow night?” Wyatt asked.
“Have آپ talked to her?” Xavier asked.
“No, but I’m sure one of آپ have asked. So, which one of آپ is it?” Wyatt asked again.
“I am, I asked, she کہا yes,” Xavier کہا proudly. “And now, Lucifer is being a کتیا, کتيا about it.”
“Really? Lucifer, suck it up. I’m proud of you, Xavier,” کہا Wyatt. “I will take her dress shopping in the morning, but until then, goodnight,” Wyatt left the room.
He walked through the Temple as silent, and stealthy as a cat. He was deep in thought about Xavier. He was one-hundred percent sure that Lucifer would be the one with her, not Xavier. He didn’t want to tell Lizybeth what he thought, but she may have just کہا yes, because she was desperate.
Wyatt came to her door. They had been دوستوں so long that he didn’t bother knocking anymore. He went in, and found Lizybeth dead asleep on her bed. Wyatt quietly climbed up there with her. She was drooling on her pillow, snoring. Great. It reminded him of the sleepovers they would have together as kids.
He began to stroke her hair. He murmured in her ear that he loved her, but how ready he was to kick her ass.
“Lizybeth, get up,” Wyatt whispered patiently. She groaned, and rolled over. “I need to talk to you.”
“About what?” she asked groggily, blinking her eyes open.
“Well, first about what dress آپ are going to wear, but we can do that later. Anyways, what the hell are آپ thinking?!?” Wyatt shouted.
“I’m thinking that you’re sitting on my shin, and it’s starting to hurt,” کہا Elizabeth.
“Sorry,” Wyatt repositioned himself. “But, why Xavier?”
“I don’t know. I figured no one else would ask, and considering you’re a powerful warlock now I-I guess I just thought that آپ wouldn’t be hiding in the back corner. Like we used to do during those stupid school dances,” Elizabeth کہا sheepishly.
“Honey, I would hide with you. Who else would be your bitch?” Wyatt کہا this with a sincere look.
“I guess I would have to make do with myself,” Elizabeth was trying to keep a straight face.
“Eww!” cried Wyatt.
“Shut up, آپ do it, too!” Elizabeth laughed.
“Your point?” asked Wyatt.
“None, I have no point to prove.”
“But in all seriousness, I didn’t think آپ would say yes to Xavier. I mean, really. He is so not آپ type, okay,” Wyatt کہا this like a drag queen on cocaine. Elizabeth giggled.
“Do-do آپ like him?” asked Elizabeth nervously.
“Who, Xavier?”
“Yeah,” کہا Elizabeth watching Wyatt chew his lip nervously.
“Yes…a little bit, but I don’t think he’s…like me,” کہا Wyatt somewhat sadly.
“Honey, if آپ don’t want me to go with him, then I won’t. Honestly, I think Lucifer is a hell of a lot cuter,” کہا Elizabeth.
“Lizybeth, if you’re happy, I’m happy,” کہا Wyatt reassuringly. He stroked her hair one last time. “Well, آپ can go back to sleep. Oh, سے طرف کی the way, I’m going to take آپ dress shopping tomorrow.”
“Okay…Um, Wyatt? Can-can آپ stay with me tonight, I-I don’t want to be alone,” stammered Elizabeth.
“I will stay with you, if آپ اقدام your fat پچھواڑے, گدا over,” Wyatt کہا pushing her.
“Hey! My پچھواڑے, گدا is smaller than yours!” کہا Elizabeth grinning.
“So?” کہا Wyatt.
“Goodnight, Wyatt,” کہا Elizabeth rolling over.
“Goodnight my dear, sweet Lizybeth,” کہا Wyatt cuddling her. A few منٹ later she fell asleep in his arms.
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired سے طرف کی Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired سے طرف کی Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what آپ give me?
Why did آپ break up with me?
I don't understand.
آپ were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And آپ left me.
آپ abandoned me.
Why did آپ dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, آپ leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what آپ give me?
Why did آپ break up with me?
I don't understand.
آپ were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And آپ left me.
آپ abandoned me.
Why did آپ dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, آپ leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
When آپ hope,
آپ expect and wish,
آپ have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
آپ don’t want them killed,
Hope makes آپ stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to آپ in life,
Sometimes آپ need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
آپ and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire آپ دل out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
آپ know what آپ want,
Keep hoping till the END……
آپ expect and wish,
آپ have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
آپ don’t want them killed,
Hope makes آپ stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to آپ in life,
Sometimes آپ need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
آپ and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire آپ دل out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
آپ know what آپ want,
Keep hoping till the END……