You are my heaven tonight; {Demetri & Bre Faythe}

[becca abigail faythe]

TRYING TO FIND THE HEART YOU HIDE,
^{trying to find the heart you hide in there, oh in there.}

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it was written for Demetri!.
Becca thinks tonight is the night!
She is wearing this}

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AND YOUR MY HAVEN IN LIFE,
^{and your my haven in death baby, life and death undone.}

Becca's eyes fluttered open weakly, the normally bright blue color dulled by the sickness she'd just endured. She tried to figure out where she was, the strong smell of antiseptic turning her stomach in knots. The white walls and steady beeping of some sort of medical device. Suddenly she sat upright, a sharp pain tugging at her wrist from the movement. Looking down at her wrist she realized an IV had been stuck into her translucent skin and various medical devices were stuck all over her chest. Her head spun from the sudden movement and she closed her eyes tightly to right herself.

As her blue eyes gazed around the room she realized she was in the hospital. A small gasp of joy escaped her dry lips as she gathered she was still alive. Doctors and nurses walked by the open door leading into the hallway, scurrying about their daily business. A lightweight, cotton blanket lay draped over her small body, carefully tucked in around her legs. Becca shifted against the back of the bed, her hospital gown rustling as she moved. She looked at the terribly ugly hospital gown, underneath which was just her black skull bra and those same sleep shorts. As Becca breathed out she felt how badly her throat hurt leading her to figure that they must've pumped her stomach.

Her forehead creased in a worry as her lips curved down into a frown as she realized she was alone. Demetri, her saving grace, wasn't anywhere around. And oh the things she had to tell him! She was alive thanks to him and they could be together. She had been such a fool to think she had nothing to live for when the main reason for her life was by her side through it all. She felt her shoulders slump. What if he wanted nothing to do with her now? What if he thought she was crazy or that she'd hurt him too bad this time? Then she was truly alone. And where were her parents? And Bre, surely Bre would've been here by now. The sky outside was still dark, meaning it hadn't been long since the incident or that she'd slept through god knows how many days. So maybe no one had been notified yet or had gone home?

She located the remote to the bed and moved the back upright where she could sit up. She was suddenly very cold and quickly pulled the hospital blanket over her. A sad expression graced her pale face as she bit her lip in worry. A rasberry ginger ale had been left in a cup by the bed and she thankfully sipped at it. Demetri was the only person who knew about her obsession with rasberry ginger ale when she was sick as he'd spent so many nights with her when she was sick. That meant he had to be here, right? She hoped he was and hoped he was willing to forgive her. And she wondered if he had heard her confession hours, or even days it could've been, ago.

YOU ARE MY HEAVEN TONIGHT

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[demetri james rosswell]

Demetri paced in the wating room, walking back and forth in front of the huge window. The morning sun was slowly starting to creep its way up, a constant reminder to Demetri that he had been pacing almost all night. As he paced, he rubbed the sore spot on his forehead, he had hit it hard on the floor of the ambulance. Demetri wanted Becca to be ok; he wanted to love her for another day, to see her face again, alive. Demetri thought about the kiss they had shared, and instinctively put one of his fingers to his lips. He had to wonder if she had heard him before she had fallen “asleep”.Demetri stood in front of the window, wondering about he and Becca might be able to be, if she loved him like he loved her.
Demetri decided since he had a little money left, to go to the gift shop. He didn’t have a whole lot, but he had enough to buy her some roses, and earlier; her favorite ginger ale. Demetri was walking talking to one of the nurses about a room pass when he saw the clipboard for Becca’s room out of the corner of his eye. After the Nurse gave him the pass he looked down at the clipboard, she was awake!
Demetri half ran half walked down the hall, the sooner he got to Becca the better. He pulled the curtain and walked into her little area, and there she was sitting up, looking as beautiful as ever. Her back was slightly turned from him, and he could see that she wasn’t anything under her patients smock. Demetri couldn’t help but blush slightly, before he scoffed to get her attention. He walked closer to her bed and gently put the roses on the table, he hadn’t gotten a card, but he bought a fake black rose to put in the middle. “Becca..”
Demetri was lost for words, he wasn’t used to seeing anyone in a hospital bed, nether less his best friend. The last person Demetri had seen in a hospital bed was his grandfather, who had died when he was there. Demetri sighed, it was so..so.. So odd to see her hooked p to all the machines, her skin even paler than usual.Demetri cleared his throat and brought his eyes to Becca, still blushing from the idea of her being almost naked under the hospital gown. ”I see you got the drink I sent, and I uh.. bought you some roses.” He gestured to the roses, and the ginger ale.
He felt out of place, and kind of uncomfortable, but he was delighted to see Becca awake. He wanted to hug her, or kiss her again; but he contained himself, he didn’t want to hurt her, and she looked so fragile. He also was afraid she didn’t love him like he loved her, and kissing her would just make it awkward for both of them. He settled for kissing the top of head, really the only place that wasn’t hooked up to a machine.

[becca abigail faythe]

THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,
^{who cried a river and drowned the whole world.}

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^{this post is 618 words long.
it was written for Demetri!.
Becca thinks tonight is the night!
She is wearing this}

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AND WHILE SHE LOOKS SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,
^{i abosolutely love her.}

Becca shifted around like crazy, attempting to get comfortable with the mess of wires and IVs stuck into her body. Finally she sat upright, turning her back so it was facing the doorway. She sat there for what felt like forever, sipping on her ginger ale. She wondered how long she'd have to stay, where her family was, and most of all what had happened to Demetri. The stir-crazy feeling she got whenever forced to stay in one place for long showed in the wiggling of her feet, her fingers tapping on her knee, and the irritated scowl on her face.

Finally a nurse came in, all smiles and over-perky personality. Becca let the nurse check her pulse, her vital signs, the IV in her arm. She was marking various check boxes on the paper attached to the clipboard in her hand. The nurse turned and asked if there was anything she could get her. Choosing her comments wisely, wanting to say some very unladylike things, she asked about Demetri. The nurse said she hadn't seen him in a couple of hours but she'd send him in as soon as she did.

She heard the clink of glass and heard someone say her name and she turned around. A tired looking Demetri stood next to her. She struggled to find the words to say and debated on if she should apologize first or tell him how she felt. A soft blush to his face told her he must've seen the back of her bra and she blushed in return. She fought back the urge to cry at seeing her angel of mercy walking towards her. She had hurt him so much, been such a terrible person. And yet here he was smiling at her and standing infront of her.

see you got the drink I sent, and I uh.. bought you some roses.'

"Dems.." It was the most she could get out without melting into a pool of tears.

As he walked over and kissed the top of her head she broke out in the biggest grin she'd had in months. It lit up her blue eyes back to their bright color, the color of her skin seemed less translucent, her whole demeanor seemed to perk up. She grabbed his hand, turning her body toward him. Demetri had saved her and allowed her the chance to live the life she'd always dreamed about, and for that she owed him the truth.

"Demetri, I heard what you said to me before I--before I passed out," Her voice was strong but nervous at the same time.

She gently tugged on his wrist, scooting over to allow him to sit down before she continued. She took his hand in hers as he sat down, rubbing her thumb over the top of his hand. She looked Demetri in the eyes, noticing the mark on his forehead but choosing not to comment on it.

"I want you to know that you are my reason for living, Demetri. You have made me realize that I'd be giving up the chance love. I--what I'm trying to say, Demetri, is that I love you. I love you with my entire heart and you have been my angel of mercy for so long. Demetri, if you can ever forgive me I want it to work for us. I love you." The beginning of the sentence was rushed but she slowed down as she continued speaking.

She smiled at him and without waiting for an awnser she put her arms around his neck and kissed him with all the passion she'd been keeping in her heart for so long.

WHEN SHE SMILES

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CREDIT TO SUPER ECHO?! OF CAUTION 2.0. SHE ROCKS MY LIFE, SO I WON'T DARE STEAL FROM HER UNLESS I WANNA GET MY SPLEEN PULLED OUT THROUGH MY EAR. LYRICS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNER(S). TOODLE-LOO!

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[demetri james rosswell]

Demetri looked at Becca like she would break if he touched her, but he also looked at her with much love and compassion as possible. He was so glad she had made it, he might have had to join her if she hadn’t it. Becca was his all. He would never survive without her, she was the only one who accepted him for who he was. Not even his own parents had accepted him, they practically ignored him most of the time. Demetri hoped that since she was ok, they would be able to continue the relationship they had before, or a even better one.


Demetri, I heard what you said to me before I--before I passed out,

Demetri almost collapsed in happiness, but he hoped that she w as happy about it, and not mad about it. Demetri prayed to the above that he hadn’t ruined a perfectly great friendship, but had only made there relationship grow into something great.

I want you to know that you are my reason for living, Demetri. You have made me realize that I'd be giving up the chance love. I--what I'm trying to say, Demetri, is that I love you. I love you with my entire heart and you have been my angel of mercy for so long. Demetri, if you can ever forgive me I want it to work for us. I love you.

Demetri almost fainted, she loved him just as much as he loved her. Demetri could die happy; but hopefully for as long as he was with her, he didn’t die. “ Becca I love y-” He was unable to finish though, because she pulled him into a kiss. He kisses her back, relaxing abruptly at the taste of her. He gently sat down next to her, careful not to pull anything. He was careful not to break the kiss as well, he wanted for it to last forever. His hand to her back, he soothingly rubbed, until he realized she had no shirt on, then he blushed and put his hands to Beccas head to cup her face. He loved this girl, he really did, she was his world. His drug of choice. He was still trying to kiss her softly as possible, careful not to hurt her.

[becca abigail faythe]

THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,
^{who cried a river and drowned the whole world.}

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^{this post is 569 words long.
it was written for Demetri!.
Becca thinks tonight is the night!
She is wearing this}

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AND WHILE SHE LOOKS SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,
^{i abosolutely love her.}

When Demetri didn't hestitate to kiss her Becca continued the kiss for several more seconds before pulling back. Her head was spinning and her heart thumped wildly, sending her heart monitor crazily spiking. She felt the color returning to her face, her cheeks turning a pinkish-red color as she tried to catch her breath.

Finally she was able to meet Demetri's eyes and had to resist the urge to kiss him again. Instead she esolved to wrap her arms around him and just hold him, closing her eyes happily. She hadn't felt this happy since...forever. She smiled in perfect contentment, she had never in her entire life felt as safe and complete as she did in Demetri's arms.

She looked up at Demetri as she laced the fingers of one of her hands through his. She bit her lip in thought for a moment, not wanting to say anything less this moment end. If the world could stop and she could be like this with Demetri forever life would never be sad again. She was such a fool not to realize how perfect they were together, how impossibly right they were for one another. She laid her head against his arm the biggest, brightest smile she'd had in quite possibly her entire life lighting up her face. She couldn't believe how she was feeling. She almost couldn't put her finger on it, then it hit her. This must be what living felt like. Not living as in just breathing and waking up day after day, but her heart and mind actually living. She felt tears threatening her again but she was able to force them back this time.

"Demetri, how could I have not seen that my reason for living was always right here? Dems, I feel alive again for the first time in years. You are the most impossinbly perfect person for me, it shows right here in how the insides of our fingers match each others. The way your body fits all of the curves of mine, the way your arms seem made just long enough to keep me in a hug. Demetri Rosswell, I love you more than anything. And as long as you're willing to have me I will never leave you." Becca leaned up and kissed his cheek after she finished speaking.

Becca gently moved Demetri's arm so she could lean against his side. She snuggled as close as she could get to him, her fingers still laced with his. Her hospital gown rattled in protest and she felt the cold material of his shirt against her ribs as she sat there. She never wanted the world to move forward ever again. Just when she thought she'd drown the whole world with the tears she'd cried, Demetri had always been there to make her smile. He had been her best friend, her crying shoulder, stood up for her risking his own safety, been her chauffer, her funeral planner. The funeral...he'd even made her forget it. The plans seemed like a faraway fantasy now that her reason for breathing had become so real. She felt herself move slightly, the sudden realization that she had no urge to kill herself, not an ounce of depression left, hit her like a ton of bricks. She hadn't dealt with happiness in so many years but she was eager to have stay for many more to come.

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SUPER ECHO?! OF
CAUTION 2.0. SHE ROCKS MY LIFE, SO I WON'T DARE STEAL FROM HER UNLESS I WANNA GET MY SPLEEN PULLED OUT THROUGH MY EAR. LYRICS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNER(S). TOODLE-LOO!

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[demetri james rosswell]

Demetri sighed, he hadn’t wanted the kiss to end, but all good things had to come to end. He wrapped his arm around Becca, or at least the best he kid without tripping the wires. He laughed at the heart machine thing, it had spiked after the kiss. Her body felt perfect with his, like puzzle pieces. He was really in love, a new feeling for him. Demetri had never felt love before, he had loved his parents of course, but this was different in every way.
Demetri smiled, his smile getting bigger with each word of Beccas speech. Words weren’t enough to describe how happy he felt, how glad he was that Becca was going to be with him forever more. He was more than happy he was elated, more than elated. Words really couldn’t describe it. Demetri rested his head on hers, listening to her very intently.
“ I loved you to Becca, and I don’t know what I would do if you hadn’t made it, I might have had to join you. I always thought my love for you was just because ive know you for so long, but last night made me realize how much I really do love you Becca, and I wish all this wouldn’t have had to happen before I realized it.”
Demetri kept his speech calm, even though it seemed like the words wanted to come out faster than he could think them. He held her close, he never wanted to let go. He was looking at her, and he knew if he looked at her face he would want to kiss her again. He swallowed hard, he wandered how he had never thought of being more than friends, but now all he could think about was her. Suddenly his phone went off.
His mom was freaking out and yelling before he had even put the phone to his ear. He stood up gently, he didn’t want his moms yelling to annoy Becca. Pacing the other side of the room, he made faces over at Becca, trying to get her to laugh. He answered her questions one by one; she wanted to know why Becca was in the hospital, why he hadn’t called, the usual mom questions. After some more yelling she hung up and Demetri put his phone back into his jeans. “ I can’t say that was to fun.” He walked back over to Becca, leaning against the wall close to her bed.

[becca abigail faythe]

When she finally broke the kiss and Demetri wrapped his arm around her she felt as content as could be. She blushed as the heart monitor went crazy, suprised the stalker-nurse hadn't shown up yet. She sighed softly and happily as she leaned against Demetri, comfortable in his arms. It was funny, they'd sat this exact same way since middle school and even after they both realized they had feelings for one another it wasn't a difficult transition. Becca simply became more happy when Demetri was around, she smiled more, she didn't want to hurt herself. God how many nights had she called him after she'd taken a razorblade to her arms again only to hear his soothing voice sternly fussing at her but always listening. And how many times had she tried, and failed, to help him in his love life. Though secretly jealous it wasn't her. They were, indeed, made for each other.

I love you to Becca, and I don’t know what I would do if you hadn’t made it, I might have had to join you. I always thought my love for you was just because ive know you for so long, but last night made me realize how much I really do love you Becca, and I wish all this wouldn’t have had to happen before I realized it

ears slipped down Becca's face as she suddenly began sobbing. All of it was hitting her at once, the memories of all those nights she'd longed to die but fell asleep to thoughts of him. All the times she had the gun, the pills, the knives in hand and somehow just hearing Demetri's voice made the world seem a little less cold. How stupid she had been to try to kill herself this time when Demetri had begged her, how much pain she'd seen in his eyes before she passed out. She was so lucky, there weren't words to describe it. The feeling he ignited in her heart was indescrible, but it wasn't the same pain she'd felt so many years now.

As she sobbed quietly, burying her face into his chest, inhaling his scent, feeling his long arms around her she was overwhelmed with...love. There was nothing she couldn't face with Demetri by her side, nothing in the world strong enough to bring her down. She had beat death by Demetri being there. He had risked it all to save her so many times before. Finally she had to breathe and the tears slowed as Demetri's phone rang. She wiped at her eyes with the backs of her hands and sat up, trying not to have an anxiety attack from the emotions swelling in her. When he awnsered the phone and she heard his mother screaming Becca winced. She had completely forgot how obsessive Dems mom could be when she wasn't ignoring him.

When he walked back over and leaned against the wall a sad, soft smile was on her face. She didn't want to be this far from him, she didn't want to be away ever from him. She had the fleeting, foolish idea for them to run away together where they could never be apart again. But her father being a preacher and his parents not liking her would prevent that plan for another couple of years. Less than a year to go then she could be with him forever. She stared at a spot in the floor as Demetri spoke.

"Demetri, this will probably sound totally stupid. And forgive me if I seem like I'm moving too fast but-- what if we got married next year? After we both turn eighteen? I don't think anyone else could make me feel the way you do, make me want to live. And it doesn't have to be anything special, we could just go to the courthouse. I love you so much, Demetri. I want to spend the rest of eternity by your side. So, I suppose I'm asking....Demetri, will you marry me?" Becca hiccuped a couple of times before getting what she needed to say out, a nervous habit she'd always had, and tried not to rush her words.

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Demetri sighed, and wiped away Beccas tears gently, than kissed her. “ Everythings going to be ok now, I will handle everything. I don’t want you to cry anymore, besides maybe tears of utter happiness” Dmetri wanted all her tears to be happy tears, he didn’t want her to worry, to want to die again. Demetri would happily spend the rest of his life with her, spending the days making her happy. As sappy as it was, he had bought a ring with a single black stone in it a long time ago. It had been bought for when he found the special girl, and now he knew who it was.

Beccas speech about wanting to marry only made Demetris choice even more final. “ Becca of course I will marry you, I don’t even care if we can’t have the wedding until were both ninety because a piece of paper and a ring or two won’t change anything. I will happily spend every day with you that I can, good or bad, rain or shine, and in sickness and in health. Becca I love you.” Demetri let her go for a second, and stood up slightly. He pulled the ring out of his back pocket. He had grabbed it when he had gone home for a change of clothes.
He got down on one knee, and slipped the silver and black stoned ring around her finger. Kissing her hand before standing up, he sat back down next to her. They sat there, in total silence and in an almost bubble of warmth and happiness. Then the perky annoying nurse had to come in and ruin everything. Demetri hoped she felt like a intruder, as he stood up to get out of the nurses way. Becca hadn’t been wrong, the nurse was way to perky and annoying. How did one stay so happy in a place that was usually all gloom? Demetri ran his shaky fingers through his hair. It had been a long night by far; but he was not at all tired.

[becca abigail faythe]

'Everythings going to be ok now, I will handle everything. I don’t want you to cry anymore, besides maybe tears of utter happiness'

Becca's lips curved back into a smile as she let Demetri hold her. He wiped away her tears and kissed her, smiling into it as she kissed him back. She knew everything would be alright now. There would be no need for wondering how many nights she'd spend alone and in shambles. It was like Demetri was the superglue that had put her carefully back together again, stitched her broken heart back into a single piece. Becca had always dreamed of her wedding day, well at least up until middle school when the depression bega. Though she didn't know at the time that her would-be groom was sitting next to her in class, on the bus, watching corny horror movies with her on the weekends. She was willing to wait as long as it took if it meant she would be with him forever.

After Demetri gave his minature speech Becca was shocked as he got down on one knee and presented her with a ring. She tried and failed to not cry again as she held out her hand and let Demetri slide the ring on her finger. It was absolutely perfect and fit her perfectly. She smiled down at Demetri and leaned down to hug his neck and kiss him. She was still in complete shock that he'd apparently been gathering up the courage to propose to her. She stared wide-eyed at the beautiful ring. It was silver with an onyx stone in the middle supported by an almost fluer de lis type mount and a band intricately carved in ivy work. She didn't know what to say.

The perky nurse saved her from having to say anything as she meandered in to check everything. She told Becca that she was ready to be released though they would be requiring a mandatory meeting with a psychiatrist to be done before she left and also two weeks after she was discharged. Becca got through the boring work of talking to the shrink, her fingers laced in Demetri's as she listened to the same questions she'd gotten asked the last three times she'd attempted to kill herself. Finally the shrink was done and Becca was unhooked from the machines and given her clothes. A nurse told her that her sister had brought some clothes for her while she was still knocked out.

Becca smiled shyly at Demetri and got up, shutting the bathroom door behind her as she opened the bag her sister had given her. Becca's face took on a look of horror as she stared at the contents of the old birthday bag. It was a black mini skirt that obviously was her sisters, with a little gauzy slip under it. Then there was the heels, my god the heels were black with a spine for the heel also reminescent of her sister Bre. At least Bre saw it okay to leave her one of her own..nope, this was one of Bre's corset shirts she had purchased Becca in an attempt to make her look more..curvy or something. It was a pretty purple shade with lots of black detailing and a bit of frill at the tops and bottom. She changed quickly, doing her makeup with black and white eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and some plum lipstick. She awkwardly slid into the heels but was elated to find she still knew how to walk pretty much perfectly in them. As she looked at herself in the mirror she smirked, she did look good but still felt awkward at the short length of the skirt. She felt it brushing about an inch above her knees and it seemed too short. But she didn't have any other options.

Taking a deep breath she opened the bathroom door and stepped back into her hospital room. She toyed with her engagement ring as she waited for Demetri's reaction to her outfit. She felt her face burning with a blush at showing so much skin. She hadn't shown off this much of her body since she discovered how to remove her diaper when she was two. And the one time she went streaking when she was fourteen. She remembered Demetri's face when he told her and only now realized he wasn't playing when he had said he wished he could've seen her. She bit her lip and then shyly grinned. She walked over towards Demetri her heels click clicking on the floor. She wasn't sure if she was a fan of this outfit but it did make her feel sexy.

"Demetri, please remind me to slap the hell out of Bre later. THIS is what she packed for me to wear out, home, whatever. I wish she'd understand I am not a hooker." Becca half mumbled.

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Demetri stretched his long legs and cracked his knuckles. He yawned not once, but twice then he stood. He gave Becca privacy as she made her way to change, even though his eyes did linger if only just for a second. Demetri faintly wondered why she would want to hide her body, she was great looking. Running his fingers through his hair he tried not to let his thoughts get away from him now was not the time. He blushed though, against his will.

Demetri tried not to pace around the room but he found it hard to just sit still. He tried to sit, but he drummed his fingers along the chair and his foot on the ground. Then he waited by the door that lead out to the hall, but quickly moved when nurses kept asking him questions. It seemed like they and to go through a preppy exam and then they asked them about how well trained they were. They all acted like they had too much sugar in there coffee. As a last resort Demetri started to mess with the knobs on the TV.

As he went to turn a knob though, it broke off. Quickly he tried to put it back on to no avail. “ Stupid hands” He thought. As he was trying to get it back on Becca stepped back out. He turned to face her. “ I didn’t break anyth- Woe, Becca...” Demetri was very shocked to see her tight top and skirt, and of all things heels. He caught himself looking at her, he had never seen her wear such a thing before. Shaking his head he met her eyes. He was afraid to walk to close to her, only goodness knew what might happen if he did. He chuckled at her words, she looked nice, but not exactly like a hooker. “ You look fine, are you cold I brought my jacket.”

Demetri didn’t want other guys looking at his Becca, he was very much the jealous type. Her shoulders were bare, and the hospital rooms were always freezing a perfect reason to ask her if she wanted a jacket. He had brought it for that reason, but he found himself to be quite warm at the moment. Tearing his eyes away from Becca he grabbed his jacket and put it around her shoulders. Slightly afraid to be so close. With her right there, but Demetri didn’t want to take advantage of her just because she was wearing something like, well what she was wearing.

[becca abigail faythe]

When Becca akwardly left the bathroom door she felt her pulse in her temples and her face turn a shade of red she didn't know was natural. She looked at the floor, her hands clasped together infront of her waist. She felt beyond akwatd in so little material covering her body. She wasn't her younger sister, she did not believe in 'if you got it flaunt it', she didn't enjoy feeling like if she bent over the whole world could see her netherlands. And she wanted to go home and change and take a nap with Demetri. She was exhausted and now flustered and embarrassed.

She was shaking thought it was more from the anticipation of what Demetri would think. She played with her rose necklace as she stood there infront of Demetri. When he spoke she raised her face to look at him, her makeup also something she didn't normally wear. It made her blue eyes look like round pieces of ice and made her pouty lips even more full. When he didn't come towards her she took it as she didn't like it.

"Demetri, I didn't want to wear this. I am sorry... I hate these kinds of clothes, please don't be mad." Becca's eyes and lips both seemed set to cry again.

Though he moved back towards her, offering her a jacket. She shivered as his fingers touched her neck and she slipped her arms into the jacket. She looked at Demetri and she grabbed his wrist to keep him from moving. Becca didn't know what seemed so different about him standing so close but suddenly she had the urge to kiss him. She turned so she was standing direct infront of him and stood right against him as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips slowly. In the heels she was wearing she didn't even have to strain to get to him. After a few minutes she broke the kiss and laid her head against his shoulder as she smiled.

"Let's go back to my house and go to bed-- ," Becca suddenly blushed at the way she phrased her request, heat creeping up her neck and her stomach tingling, "Oh god...I meant I want to change and take a nap cause I'm planning for us to go out on the town tonight. I just can't stay home with..those people."

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[demetri james rosswell]

Demetri smiled at Becca, hoping to ease her nervousness, but he couldn’t calm himself either. The outfit was way out of the box from what she usually wore, and even though she looked nice, he wished he had brought clothes for her. Demetri chuckled nervously and blushed. It was an odd mixture, and he blushed way more than he laughed. When his fingers touched her bare shoulders, he felt sparks. Demetri had to fight the urge to keep his fingers there or anywhere else, no matter how much he wished to touch her. Clearing his throat he started to talk away, but she grabbed his wrist. Shocked Demetri turned back toward her.

As Beccas mouth covered his own, Demetri relaxed. He smiled at the kiss and wished it had lasted a little longer. Like they had always use to, Becca put her head on Demetris shoulder. It was a pose they had made many times before but never as a couple. He touched her hair, and listened to her. Fighting his urge to kiss her again. Demetri felt bad, wondering, hoping almost, that his attraction for her wasn’t just the outfit change. He wrapped his arms around her, listening as she spoke. Demetri chuckled at her, he hadn’t thought of her words in a bad way until she had. He kissed the top of her head and continued listening.


“ Whatever makes you happy Becca, I will gladly do it. But I do ask what you have in mind?’ He was still blushing from what she had said before, and he was glad she couldn’t see his face all that well. But he did wonder what she planned to do tonight, he laughed and squeezed her before turning her to face him directly. The heels made it easy for her to be his height, and Demetri wondered if that’s why they were made; because people were tired of being short. Shaking his head he chuckled but looked at her. “ A nap, sounds like heaven right now. Only made better with you there”

Demetri tried to not think about the sleeping pills, or what Becca had tried to do. A nap, and going to bed for the last time could be closely linked together. He did his best not to think about it, as he quickly kissed her. It was too hard to look at her being right there and not kiss her. He made the kiss short, but he went back for more. He wrapped his arms around, and then with a sigh, let go. He cleared his throat before trying to speak again. “ So uh ya, lets go.”

[becca abigail faythe]

Demetri's kisses just kept getting better and better. Though she'd only kissed him less than a handful of times now so it really only made sense. She sighed happily after she broke the kiss and had laid her head on his chest. So many times before he had held her just like this, so many times she'd never seen the signs. So many times before she had dreamed of his touch, brushing it off as teenage hormones. So many times she wondered what life would be like if she actually felt alive. The familiar emptiness that normally clouded her mind and ate away at her heart had left her now, like clouds parting to reveal the sun on a rainy day. It was a feeling that both excited her and frightened her. When one has lived in darkness so long the light seems a lot more frightening. But she had Demetri to help her and hold her and love her now.

'Whatever makes you happy Becca, I will gladly do it. But I do ask what you have in mind?’
'A nap, sounds like heaven right now. Only made better with you there'

Becca stuck her index finger an inch below the corner of her mouth, her classic thinking pose. She stood like this for a moment or two trying to decide where exactly to go. She wasn't ready to go out somewhere that would be overcrowded. She sighed softly to herself in though and finally her eyes lit up and she grinned. This was another look people who knew Becca recognized, one of mischeif and a plan forming in her head. She looked up at Demetri, her blue eyes alight with excitement.

"Dems, I'll sleep over at your house tonight. I don't want to stay at my house tonight but I'm not really ready for a big outing I don't think. So I'll bring some movies and sleep there tonight! It's perfect!" She hugged him tightly around the ribs, excited to have come up with an idea.

Then Demetri surprised Becca by kissing her. She kissed him back and realized he was getting better with every kiss. When he broke it and sighed her eyes took on the dreamy look of an addict that just got their fix. She took his hand when he said they could leave, lacing her fingers through his own. She was so glad he had stuck around, he had become her angel of mercy, her best friend, her boyfriend, and the reason she breathed without the weight of the world on her for the first time in years. She had a smile on her lips as she walked with him, the word boyfriend still a foreign thing to her. She was no longer a broken doll, she had been made complete.

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