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Don't Let Me Lose You (Andley)"Will you hold me when I cry?"
"And will you sing to me when I'm hurting?"
Ashley's arms tighten around me and I sigh a final time, cuddling into his embrace.
"And... will you remind me—"
"The tortured souls are the most beautiful", Ashley finishes. His hands idly trace my scarred arms, and his lips brush my neck, sending a quiver through my body. "Andy..." he whispers against my neck. "Don't let me lose you."
"Then don't ever let me go."
In The EndTo Whom It May Concern:
So, this is how it ends. Drugged up, wrists slashed, sitting in a tub of my own blood because I couldn’t take it anymore. This wasn’t my time to go; I know that. I forced myself out of life because it was just too much, I just couldn’t do it anymore. What’s the point in living when all it brings is pain?
I suppose I owe an explanation, huh? Well, as I’m sure you remembered, Christian Mora passed away last fall. That’s where my problems started.
Chuppy was my dearest friend, and when I learned that he had been found dead in his apartment, wrists slashed down the river, I stopped talking. I shut myself up. I just wouldn’t speak. Not even to Ashley.
He had proposed, you know? The day before Christian died and oh, we couldn’t wait to tell everyone.
We made love that night, one of the last nights I was ever close to anyone.
But then Christian died...
I remember, one night, m
Turn Me Bad“Andrew.” I hear a soft voice whisper my name and feel a hand gently shake my shoulder. “Andrew.”
“What?” I grumble, shying away from the hand. “It’s 6:30, or something.” I hear my mother’s quiet laughter and groan again, burying my face in my pillow.
“Your father and I are leaving now, darling. I’m just reminding you confession is at 12.”
“Yeah, yeah”, I mutter, waving her off lazily.
“I just don’t want you to be late, dear” my mother sighs. “For the seventeenth time.” I groan again.
“I’ll set an alarm this time, mom, I promise”, I lie. “Now might I please go back to sleep? You and dad have fun on your… business thingee.”
My mother laughs again, patting me on the shoulder. “Alright, darling. I’ve left you a note in the kitchen.”
“See you later, mom”, I mumble into my pillow, yawning.
“See you la
Summertime (Andley)I take a deep breath, feeling the humid yet chilled evening air fill my lungs as I slowly inhale. The hot summer wind breezes past me, blowing my grown out russet brown hair around my pale face and naked shoulders, making goosebumps appear on my revealed skin. I pull at my tank top subconsciously, letting myself be buried in thoughts of what I'm about to do. I'm only waiting for Ashley now, and as the seconds go by, I can only get more nervous.
"Andy?" I jolt out of my trance, snapping my head around and locking my icy cerulean eyes with Ashley's warm brown ones. "You out there?"
"Yes", I whisper, biting my lip. "Y-yeah, come out here", I say, a bit louder, waving him over. "I need to talk to you." I see Ashley nod and he starts walking towards me, making me fight for my eyes to not fall to his slightly swaying hips. And he wonders why people call him feminine.
“What’s up, Bright Eyes?” he asks me once he’s reached the tree I’m slumped against. I sh
Not really, no. I’m not okay. I haven’t been okay for a while. I wasn’t okay the last time you asked, or the time before that… last week, last month… I wasn’t okay. So, no. Today, I’m not okay either.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” My voice plays at reassurance and Ashley gives me a skeptical glance, sitting down on the couch next to me.
He rests a hand on my thigh. “You’ve seemed… a bit off, lately.” A bit? A bit doesn’t begin to describe the introduction to how ‘off’ I’ve been. I won’t tell you that though; you’d only worry.
“I swear.” I shift around, pulling my cocoon of blankets further up around me, nudging Ashley’s hand away as I pull my legs up onto the couch. “I’m fine. Why are you worrying?”
“I don’t think you’re fine.” Ashley pulls the myriad of blankets from around my face, locking
Home 2Once Jake has bandaged and cleaned up Andy, I turn to him, my eyes holding a soft gaze. “Are you hungry?” Andy nods vigorously. I smile warmly at him, gripping his hand. “You wait here, okay?”
Andy nods, but when I get up to leave, he immediately tears up again, clinging to my hand. “Honey, I need to—” He shakes his head, crystal tears dripping down his beautiful face. He clutches the notepad in one hand, beginning to write something down.
Please don’t leave me.
I nod, sitting back down. He’s still at work, scribbling away, a tear silently dripping onto the paper.
Please hold me again.
My arms instantly wrap around him and I hear him let out a choked sigh of content as he cuddles into me, whimpering slightly. He picks up the pen again, writing something else.
Who are you?
“Ashley Purdy”, I say warmly. “You can call me Ash, or well…” Andy’s eyes tear up again and I bite my lip
"Don't leave me." - One Shot "Don't leave me." - One Shot
The bedside table clock read 4:30AM. Damn, I must've fallen asleep--not the first time I fell asleep after a good one night stand, the bed wasn't too bad either. The room was dark and the kid I picked up last night was still laying beside me, his arms around my middle and his head in the crook of my shoulder. He slept peacefully with his tousled hair falling in his face, the same raven black hair I had in a vice grip hours ago.
He was beautiful...there's no denying it. He had nice, smooth skin. He had these bright blue eyes, a face that put the smoothest of angel statues to shame, and just damn he begged so pretty. I sighed deeply and looked around. As much as I would love to stay in the bed, I really should leave...don't want to be in that awkward phase in the morning of "oh, you're still here?" when you're trying to shuffle back into your jeans.
I moved my arm slowly, catching his head then gently resting it on the pillow. The kid--who coul
Kittens Make Everything Okay - AndleyIt was a rainy Saturday. The sky was a sickly shade of grey that blocked out any type of sunlight, rain pounded down on the roof like loud drums, splattering against the windows and flooding the streets with rivers that ran along the curb. Cars drove by in a hurry to get home, the only people that were out carried umbrellas that barely sheilded them from the large drops, a few stray dogs took shelter under cars or doorways.
Inside, Ashley was curled up on the couch with Andy's batman comforter wrapped around his body, the TV remote clutched in his hand flicking through channels. The house was boring and lonely, Andy being at the store and his motorcycle dammed to the garage for weather's sake. To make matters worse, nothing seemed to be on. Not even the documentaries were on, just infomercials and soap operas galore.
Ashley sat up and grabbed up his phone, checking his twitter. Nothing. Nothing on facebook or instagram either--he'd joined the social media site a few days ago and it's n
We Cover These Lies Chapter 14I opened my eyes and found myself strapped to some kind of table. I struggled but I couldn’t move an inch. I looked up and saw that my hands were bound by leather straps. It tried to scream but it came out muffled. Moving my tongue across the front of my mouth a felt a thick piece of fabric, I was gagged. I felt anxiety and fear set deep in my stomach. Oh God, what is happening? I heard some door open and slam shut, I tried to look behind me to see who it was but the angle I was strapped down at didn’t let me move like that. I heard light footsteps coming towards me over the heavy pounding in my ears. I felt my blood run cold and my breathing speed up. A hand lightly touched my cheek and I yelped, trying to wrench myself away. The person grabbed my hair and jerked it back hard enough to make me see black spots across my vision. Dazed, I looked up and saw the same black figure I always do but that didn’t make the fear and less bone chilling.
We Cover These Lies Chapter 7I scribbled in to letters so hard and dark I almost went through to the next piece paper. I stared down at them and sighed, repeating the sentence in my head over and over again, every fiber of my being trying to believe it but not succeeding. Well at least it’s a step in the right direction.
I jumped back on the bed and turned to see Danny looking down at the notebook, smiling sadly at the page.
“Why do I think you don’t believe it though?”
“Because I don’t.”
“Then why write it?”
“Because maybe one day I will and looking at that everyday...I don’t know, I think it will help.”
He smiled at me and crawled on the bed. I leaned on his chest and listened to his heart beat slowly growing tired at the steady rhythm. I felt myself falling and jumped up. It felt scary, like I was dying. My heart felt like it stopped. I sighed and sat up feeling like I wanted t
Vampies and Prophets Chap.11(Andy’s PO)
Ashley and I were laughing at CC when I heard it.
What the fuck was that? I stopped laughing and looked around. Ashley was still making fun of CC and he was still on the ground groaning about meeting my parents. No one could have said that. I felt a throbbing start I my head and I whimpered. My lovers immediately sat up and came over to me.
“Kitten what’s wrong?”
“My head hurts.”
They looked at each other with a weird expression. I was about to say something but a wave of pain radiating from my head made me scream. They both jumped up.
“Darling are you okay?!”
Tears ran down my face as I clutched my head, shaking my head no. CC picked me up and ran me to the living room area, setting me down on the floor. Suddenly I felt my skin begin to tingle, slowly turning to a slow burn then feeling like I was on fire. I felt the urge to rip off my skin. My nail ripped at my arms, stomach, anywhere I could reach. I wanted
Shower (Andley)I made my way upstairs to our room and listened for a few seconds. I heard the water running and figured that Ashley was in the shower in an attempt to calm his nerves. It had been two weeks since his friend had committed suicide, but he was still completely torn up about it. He still blamed himself, silently telling himself that it was his fault that he wasn't there for him. I felt something tug at my heart strings, making me enter the bathroom. I tried to listen past the sound of the shower, but could barely hear anything other than an indistinct noise that I couldn't really make out. I took a chance and pealed back the shower curtain and was greeted with a gut wrenching scene. Ash had his back to me, his knees to his chest and his head bent down under the water. I knew what that weird sound had been: crying.
I peeled off my clothes and stepped into the shower, kneeling down behind him and wrapping my arms around his shoulders and knees. I felt his head nudge my elbow before he turne
At Midnight - AndleyAS A TODDLER- you handed me my Teddy when it fell in the sand
Andy was slipping down the curly slide in his neighbourhood's only kiddie park, grinning widely as he did so. A small teddy was clutched tightly in the three year old's hand, and Andy was holding onto it for dear life. His mother had told him not to lose it, or get it dirty.
"Dat was fun!" Andy exclaimed, happily.
As the blond started toddling towards the side of the park, where his mom sat, talking to other adults, he tripped and fell over. The boy could not help it as a tear trickled out of his powder blue eyes. His teddy bear had landed a few inches in front of his outstreched hand; covered in sand.
"Are you OK?" Andy looked up to see a slightly older boy, with shiny black hair that looked like silk. The boy was looking at him with concerned, wide, honey-brown eyes.
"N-no," Andy sniffled. "My leg h-huwts a-an' my b-beawr- mommy said I c-couldn't get it d-diwty!" His voice broke on the last word. The boy'
We Cover These Lies Chapter 10“Sweetheart what’s wrong?”
Jake sat down next to me and put his hand on my forehead. I sat up slightly, using my arm to lift the upper half of my body, and rubbed at my eye. I felt the sheets slide from my from my body, handing low on my hips and looked at him.
“What do you mean?”
“What’s going on with you?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Baby you’ve been acting strange.”
His hand moved from my forehead to my cheek and I leaned into the warm touch, placing my hand over top his lacing our fingers together.
“Don’t be I just want to know what’s wrong.”
“I didn’t mean for it to happen.”
I felt tears run down my cheeks only to be gently wiped away.
“For what to happen?”
“He t-touched me.” I squeaked out.
“Who touched you and what do you mean by touched?”
I looked into his eyes and sa
We Cover These Lies Chapter 5I sighed and looked at Danny as he finished his speech. He was right. I can’t let the fans down. I’m not going to let this be the death of my dream. I have to push through this and try to beat it, just like I always tell my fans. But this isn’t self-harm this is fucking rape! I told the voice in my head to shut the hell up and looked over at Danny.
“I don’t know.”
“Andy please, don’t let this break you.”
He put his hand on my cheek and I flinched but leant into his warm touch.
“Danny I’m scared.”
“I know you are but we’ll get through this okay?”
I nodded and he stepped out of the car, I realized we were at the store and took a deep breath to try and steady myself before I went in. But of course it didn’t work. Danny came around to my side of the car and opened my door, helping me out of the car. We went in and I immediately went to the make-up aisle while Danny went
I turned my head at the small noise, quirking an eyebrow as my gaze was met by a very sleepy looking Andy, rubbing his eyes and dressed up in his old pikachu costume. He looked at me, yawning, and his nose scrunched up, his eyes shutting quickly as the sound emitted from him again.
"Did you just... sneeze?" The noise was heard again as he nodded. "Aw...."
"Ashie", he whispered, his voice thick with sickness. "I don't feel" –sneeze– "good."
"Aw, come here pikachu", I purred, extending my arms. He stalked toward me, burying his face in my chest.
"Love you, Ashie", he whispered, sneezing once more.
"Love you too, baby."
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