It's Complicated ch.2 by DarkRikuLover12, literature
Literature
It's Complicated ch.2
A/N Well, since FP is being an ass, you guys who are reading this story, get to have it first~! Yay!I wanted to get something out on my Birthday because I feel like I should. I hope it's okay! Slight 'things' happen in this chap, but nothing too physical. Please enjoy and comment~!
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We both got home in one piece and I let out a breath I've been holding in. Keegan went to his room and felt me to stand there. I got to tell someone about this, I can't keep this in or I'll explode!
" Hey, you guys are back? That's good. I'll be back around eight tonight." The unexpected voice made me jump out of my skin. Emily stared at me in shock. "
Piers had no regrets as he watched Chris punch and pound at the glass separating them. He had a single goal when he injected himself and that was to get Chris out alive. Chris was the real hero in all this, after all. He had been fighting for much longer than Piers and Chris deserved to see his own true potential. Piers may have been good but Chris Redfield was irreplaceable as Captain and Piers knew that.
The B.S.A.A needed Chris. Hell, the world needed Chris and Piers would be damned if he didn't get him out alive. One of them had to survive and Piers was long lost from the moment that needle pierced his skin, even if Chris didn't see it—b
To the Beat my Heart Returns by Luna-Bell07, literature
Literature
To the Beat my Heart Returns
An unseen choir of angels echoed him as he sang a song borne from divine wings. And in mere moments, the song faded. With it, the presence of angels. A wide-eyed, breathless Lima found it difficult to believe in reality, but there Mo was, still holding MacCoy's hand.
*MoCoy, and my lame butt attempt at writing a full adventure.*
In my headcanon: Mo's last name is Brea. He's a descendant of a Navajo Princess, who sealed her spirit inside of his family's pendant, and looks like Disney's version of Pocahontas. He's referred to as the Hi-Def Princess, and is beloved by all. He and MacCoy met as very small children, were inseparable friends for
Honestly,I can't stand the way he looks at me.His eyes show me nothing on how he feels,I have to wait for a smile or a snarky remark.
He'll play with me when he feels like it.He nudges me during announcements,he'll randomly run his fingers along my cheeks as we speak,even plays footsie with me sometimes during lunch!
I still don't know how he feels though.
Sometimes I wanna hurt him for all the trouble he's putting me through.But I know I couldn't hurt him.
I think he likes me,I'm pretty sure he does at least. The smiles,the looks,even the touches.He makes me feel...better.
He can make me laugh,it allows me to forget what I have to deal wi
Warning This series contains yaoi and yuri or homosexual relationships if this type of material disturbs you do not continue upon this point. Do not spam my comments with hateful remarks either, if you don't like it, don't read it.
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I can't really remember what I was doing, or how I got here, just that I was back to the ground in the snow. On all sides of me, were piles of white, cold, ice. I felt like I was freezing, but I didn't care. Pulling my hands to my sides as my dark hair fell over my violet eyes. My cheeks bright red, when the light was blocked by an object. A hand it seemed, a teenagers hand, bigger then my small eight ye