(OPEN) I Got Friends In No Places..

[darryl riley hall]

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To me, he resembles a character that you would find in a romance novel
The kind that cares for you, but doesn’t show it in fear of getting hurt
With wicked blue eyes that steal your breath and gets your heart pumping

Can't share his real name, So call him Blue Eyes
His body is tall and pale but man is he ever toned
Drop gorgeous hair that matches his eyes
No wonder everybody stares!
His favorite color is black, but he’s no emo boy
Listen to him speak, he’s got that sweet southern drawl
His cologne must be calvin klein or perhaps he just uses a bar of soap
Whatever he uses , It smells delicious!

His blue jeans, totally eye candy for some
Look at that tongue: long with a vibrating ring, some girls dream
He’s willing to use it, but only on some
Hands are rough from working, but soft upon the body

Feed him pizza, its his favorite food; he’ll love you
He’ll blast his rock music deep in the country
Hot topic, pac-sun, and Spencers gift shops you’ll find him
He wants to go to the bahamas, he’ll find a way there

He doesn’t believe in God, but that’s chill with me
When he calls you baby girl you’ll melt
He’s never played in the snow nor gone ice skating
Had a rough life, but shall be living it up soon
Once he dreamed of fat chickens, don’t ask me why
To some hes a heart breaker, pretty boy , a jerk
He's stereotyped all the time, Don't judge him

He doesn’t know i wrote this, he’ll skin me alive
In my eyes, he’s the most amazing guy ever
He’s got a group of girls wishing to be his,
If you ever meet him, be careful,
He made me want him, that was a shocker,
Slapped down my protective walls,
left no survivors as he claimed my heart

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Darrly hated his life in alot of manners. His wife. Well lets be correct about this. Is brand new dead EX wife, his broken down truck, his twin brothers,and his bottle of whiskey which was friendly to him for the past thrty mintures before it topped his drunkness to the point of crashing his dodge truck and leaving him to walk to the park. Great. Just what he wanted to do on a night like this. He just burid his Wife whom he killed in self defense. The crazy bitch and kept having nightmares about his past. Like the time he came home to his mom missing when grandpa decided to go on a killing spree and taken her hostage OR when his father had kicked him out of the house when he was a teenager and into all the drugs..


[[Darryl smiled just a tiny bit as he relaxed on a tree log that was stucked on a hill that he oh so remembered. oh yea he sure did remember this place very well. it had been wear he first went sledding and had picture's done and also where he first met kimmy when she got lost that night in the woods drunk plus that night were his mother was out and his father was doing whatever the hell he was doing and the first time he tried drugs and the sinful drink. Darryl's life was a okie life. It was probly the best a child could have with out his mother spoiling him more then ever. Darryl didnt know that his mother had a load of cash in the banks all he knew that he was middle class but he got more then what most kid's got. Darryl wasn't into the sports or the nice cars or whatever. he liked walking and he liked having a simple car he got for his 16th b-day like his twin bother Riley had. thought they were diffuart color his was black when riley's car was a dark green.

He unlike his bother didnt care about the high school clipues or anything like that. he liked just having friends an shit. not trying to be popurl in school or having the better looking girlfriend then any of his friends did or having the hottest girl in school look his way. Darryl had the hottest chick in his little 'group' oh friends. Darryl didnt know much about his father, nah all he knew he was his father and cared more about his work life then he cared about his family. thats how darryl felt on that subject. Darryl wouldnt listen to his father for crap. maybe a nod and then walk away and mumble to himself about how his father was a stupid tart Why would darryl bother to please him when he never even paid attention to the family anyways? . His mother.. well she was his mother who bugged the shit out of him. Yea he loved his little family and all that deep down inside but they could just get damn annoying somtimes. Darryl had missed his father growing up but he wouldnt show that. no he was way to stubborn to show that or whatever. Keeping his Ipod on [shadow=black,left,300]"No.5" [/shadow]he moved his head a little bit to the music and started to rap the part..

Start gettin loud i wanna party now, if you hate on Undead thats a party foul.
I only drink mickey's i cant afford the cans. I drink so much they call me Charlie
40 hands. if the keg is tapped, then your gettin capped, take your girl to the
sack and i'll take a nap. Ladies drink em fast so i could have a blast. you
got your beer gog's on and i'm gettin ass. like oh my god is that Charlie
Scene ladies show me your treats like its Holloween. you got a fake I.D. and
you 17. Im a complete catastrophy buzzing around you like a bumble bee. So lets
take some shots, do a beer run and flip off a cop. Girls give me props and there
on my jock. Paris Hilton said thats hot when she saw my cock!thats hot!

Darryl shrivered a tiny bit when a large cold wind worked it's way past him. 'Damn it i should've wore a jacket' he muttered out loud and shook his head. Grabbing a suger stick from his pocket he ripped it open and brought his head back and aimmed the suger stick and poured it into his mouth until it was empty Closing his mouth and eating the suger. enjoying the sour in his mouth. Tossing the stick in the breeze which carried it he stopped watching it. Looking forword where his girlfriend should soon be coming. 'shit im bored..she better get her ass here soon' he thought and relaxed on the tree log on the ground.

Smiling when he saw kimmy come up the hill A smile appeared even more on his face. Keeping how he was on the tree log and not bothering to get up to greet her he leaned a bit forward to get grab kimmys hand when she got close and forced her on her lap. Okie so he never forced her into anything but he wanted her on his lap and he was going to get her there. Simple as that! "Looking sexy baby" he whispered in her ear. 'damnit i wish she hadn't wore a sweater' he thought when he glanced down just to see a very tiny bit of breast. not a very good view cuz it was only a tease and such. " Hey baby" she replied and smiled. Her bright green eyes looking into his. "How was your day?" She asked and stole a kiss from his lips "My day was like everyday. Listening to my mom bitching about me not cleaning my room and my dad leaving before i can even have a chance to speak to him about going to that school with you but good couse i got to see you."he muttered. Okie so it wasnt his fathers fault it was really his. it was his fault for sleeping in late with out even bothering to catch his father before he went to work but whatever. Nobody had to know that plus he was a teenager. he was allowed to blame his parents for shit. "Why were you not at school?" she asked seaching his eyes. Darryl hugged kimmy closer on his lap. his stong arms around her fit little body. Looking at kimmy with this little smile on his face that he knew she would pick up on "Ah yea.. you did drink alot last night " she mumbled to him. Darryl wasnt the best teenager a parent would want. Sneaking out of the house not bothering with his family and making up lies to cover him self and doing everything a parent wouldnt want. haha yea he was a naughty boy but it was fun. " I might have gotten smashed out of my face but i was still good in bed" he mumbled and smirked a bit looking at kimmy who just agreed.They spoke a few minutes more before she got up off his warm lap and lifted her purse slightly "lets have some fun?" she asked. with out even replying darryl jumped up and grabbed her hand and walked up the hill. Kimmy snuggled to his side he smiled down at her and wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked side by side before they come across mud and he just picked her up with out even asking. throwing her over his shoulder in mid step. Keeping her on his shoulder he felt her pinch his ass so he slapped her ass earning him a nice giggle. Seeing the house was empty like he thought it would be, darrly walked up the stairs and into his room where he dropped her on his mattress. Walking away from the bed he turned on some Panic At The Disco before walking back over to her to see her getting the needies ready. They were all alone in the house. nobody homes and and the door is locked. " Mm. Fun.. drug's and my girlfriend to entertain me.. this is going to be fun ' he noted to himself and smirked a little bit. Riley was how with some friends, Mom was out doing something and dad.. Who knows. We dont need this laying about 'Kicking a empty bottle of whiskey into the coner and dropping some clothes on it for a hidding place right now. Looking back at kimmy he smiled and got closer pulling her in his arms as she started to have her 'fun' first..The needies were laying on the ground infront of the matress that was on the ground. IT was his choice to have it on the ground instead of having a damn wooden country bed head board and all that shit. 'dead in ditchs' by hollywood undead was blasting in his small little room. black clothes were all over his floor and in the open closet. the whole bedroom was a big mess but he didnt care. all he cared about was kimmy right now. Looking oh so fine in her little Tripp Black Brocade Corset that pushed those lovely full breasts up a tiny bit and that oh so lovely little Tripp Black Ruffle Skirt that was so tiny that if he just ran his hand down over her butt and lifted a tiny bit he'd have his warm hand on her ass. Kimmy, darryl's hot lovely 5'6 long black style'ish hair girlfriend always brought the 'fun' when she come over the house. Darryl never told his mother or his father about having a girlfriend. he didnt want to fuck about with all that shit. Plus it would just bring problems for kimmy and himself.

~~Don’t get us wrong we only made this song, to make you feel hard when you hit the bong. When the 40`s up and then the 40`s gone, to Lick shots kill cops, to a hip hop song. So pull them toasters out them holsters, pull that shirt right off your shoulders, pull that 9 this is how you hold her, pull that trigger, H U soldiers.Punk (punk), rock out on the block, tick tock you can not stop(stop), hip hop like when we drop top so hot
(so hot). Johnny 3’s been drinking whiskey,Trigger finger feeling frisky, when you shoot it’s so damn risky, dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me!~~

Darryl was sitting on the ground infront of the mattress with kimmy below doing her thing under his parents roof he was Soon laying flat on his back while kimmy curled up beside him. He used his hoodie as a little pillow to make him self more comfty on the cold wooden floor they were laying on. Highted by the drugs and what they were doing now.

Darryl was enjoying this way to much then he should. Drugs and sex mixed together was a wonderful thing together. "mm Kimmy" he moaned softly while she worked her magic on him first before going up and kissing him lightly on the mouth Breathing hard still needy for the jump off the cliff pleasure. Just when he was about to he heard his father shout his name." What the -" Half jumping from shock he looked up at his father and quick tucked all off his lower self into his tight pants. Darryl looked over at Kim when his dad was speaking to her. Watching her go pale he stood up quickly when his father told him too pointing the gun at him..Kimmy who was reajusting her corset slid closer to Darryl which stepped in front of her in a very protect of way. Kimmy wasn't just going to sit down and have Darryl's father call the cops or her family no way. She was heading out of there. She half ran by his father and picked up her thong and shoes . staying as far away from chim as she could while she ran for the door. Like hell she was going to sit here and get in trouble. Ha not gonna happen- hopefully

Darryl never saw his father like this and if he had he didn't remember it Darryl was anger as hell that his father would dare walk into his room with out even knocking. From being guilty and anger to now full blown angry and high on drugs he shouted back " what the hell do you think i was doing? " bending down and grabbed his sweater. Looking at his dad. Darryl had that pissed look that had a great mix of both his father and mother in it. Shaking his head he pointed a finger at his dad and yelled "It's always about your job ain't it dad?" he shouted. Darryl took a step to wards his dad but still the mattress was between them. Darryl was to pissed to just act Innocent and just act like he was getting a bj that might have leaded up to sex. He was tired of his dad taking his work over his family life. He never spent time with their mother and much less with Darrly or even his twin brother!

Darryl always thought it that way. Thats how he saw it. his father was all about his job. Hell he remembered when Riley made a little trouble in school and their mother was so mad at him, riley had almost made a stir with his fathers job. he could have lost it for what Riley [shadow=red,left,300](Darryls twin brother) [/shadow]had done. What the hell they were teenagers. They would make trouble and such. It was life! Shaking his head even more he yelled "And don't you EVER order my girl friend around again! Your not her father nor is she yours!!!" With out even thinking before he spoke he had yelled that. oh yea he sounded like a control freak but he couldn't help it. how dare his father come into his bedroom like that and then dare to boss him and his girl friend around.]]

Darryl shot back to reality before he had the flash back about his dad taking out the gun and kicking him out. He hoped tonight whereever he rested his head he wasnt going to have another flash back of killing his wife in self denfense. He had a totally fucked up life and he hated it. He settled it down after college and got married and was happy. He stopped drinking and gave up drugs way before his college days. Now here he was walking cause he was drunk and haunted with his nightmares. What he needed was to get laid, find a friend to be there for him, and somehow forget everything that happened to him in the past year through all the court papers, lawyers, cops, and everything. He hadn't spoken to his Twin brother in about two years and his father and mother.. who the hell knew if they were even still alive. Tugging at his black tie to loosen it up at his throat he ran his hand in his hair and sigh in frustion. He needed a play to stay and quick. This roaming around was stupid. He was new in town and he guessed he was just going to have to settle down under a tree in the park or something. Scanning around he decided against a tree. Screw that! He rather lay on a picnic table then sleep there! his luck a cat would crawl up it and decide to take a shit over his head! Walking to some old rusty table he laid his skinny self on it and used his arm as a pillow while his legs hung off the other side. His drunkself hoped to god he would wake up before anybody found his suit covered drunken self spawrled out on the table in the middle of a park.. How humiliating would that be?[/b][/size]


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[sophia riley allen]

Well you built up a world of magic

Because your real life is tragic

Sophia drove lazily, her body relaxed but her thoughts refusing to do the same. They were a hyper blur of stressful expectations and worry. Her thoughts had been like they were now since she left Lipton six months ago, as a result of leaving unexpected and without a word. Not to mention she left for the wrong reasons. Now she was back, and as nervous and skittish as ever. Was her family going to accept her? Will they refuse to have anything to do with her? Only time could tell, and time was something she wasn’t patient with. Not anymore. Sophs expression was stern as she clicked on the radio, causing Three Days Grace to vibrate throughout the car. It was night, so the car was dark inside, dimly lit by the many lights that downtown Lipton provided. She kept her eyes focused on the road, though if she could shed be taking in every detail that the town withheld. She doubted it had changed much since her disappearance, but wanted to take in everything nevertheless. She steadied her breathing, desperate to keep herself calm.

After a few more minutes Sophia angled the car into the parking space of a motel lot. She sat there for a minute, hardly believing she was back, and stepped out the vehicle, her legs feeling of useless rubber and her whole lower half numb from the long drive. She had decided showing up at her parents’ house at the moment wouldn’t be the best decision; it was late, her thoughts were on a nervous rampage, and she badly wanted to take a shower. It had been a long drive to Lipton from where she came from, but at least she wasn’t as far from home as she was a few months ago; she had been around, going as far and wide as she could stand and pay for. Now she was growing short on money, and noticed as she payed for her motel room she may have to ask her parents for a place to stay. Then there was Brandon, probably the only person that saw and spoke to her when she left. It was extremely difficult to tell her big brother goodbye, and perhaps that’s why she barely spoke to anyone else. Whatever it was, she was going to surely pay for it soon.

Sophia walked to her car, preparing to take her bag out, when she decided to put that off for a moment; she wanted to go for a walk. When Sophia had been here before, she walked everywhere. Thankfully Lipton was a fairly small town, so the inconvenience of not having a car hadn’t bothered her. She loved to walk, especially on nights like this. Summer was approaching, the air hot and humid with a warm breeze. She could hear the sounds of insects chirping, but the sound of the usual hum of passing cars was absent; it was late into the night, so even some of the drunks were going home, which was fine with her. She didn’t want to be spotted quite yet, news travels fast in the small town, and she wanted her family to see her first thing in person, not to be aware of her arrival because of a strangers words. It would be easy to recognize the young adult, she had grown up in the town and knew a lot of the community.

Sophia walked down the street, pulling her wavy, chestnut colored hair into a messy ponytail. She wore shorts, so hopefully she wouldn’t be bothered with the sweat that summer heat usually brought. Soph walked slowly, taking in the very place she had never even stepped foot of until half a year ago. It was surprising she was able to get by on the road, for she lacked of the traveling knowledge. As she strolled further into the town, an oddly familiar feeling crept up on her. She was far used to driving in a car now; the feeling of being on foot was so natural that she was tempted to do that again from now on, but she wasn't sure if she'd stay in Lipton now that she was here. So she was still going to need the car, and she somehow thought of it, rather suddenly, as the inconvenience. She let a tiny smile form on her lips, she had to face her family and confront past situations and memories, an all she could think about was her traveling issues.

Soph turned into the park, she knew it like the back of her hand. It was naturally her favorite place when she was a child, but then again it was a lot for a lot of the Lipton children. She passed by a rusted table, and took a step back as she realized there was a man lying down. She had been so wrapped up in her thoughts that she barely had noticed, but now it was quite obvious. She thought she smelled alcohol, and raised an eyebrow at the man. "That doesn't look very comfortable...you should try the picnic tables. The woods soft with age." she didn't exactly know why she offered the humored advice, especially because she had never seen the man before. After the tragedy with her, now ex, she rarely trusted people. She used to be a very open, trusting, bubbly girl; now those beloved traits were far in the shitter, replaced with skittish, non-trusting, sarcastic ones. At least she was still caring and as stubborn as a mule, she hadn't completely changed. She waited for the mans reply, though she wouldn't be surprised if he just waved her off or even gave her the finger. She had witnessed that quite often outside of the city.

Tag| Shelby w/ Darryl
Word count|1030ish
Outfit|Click
Notes|Threw Soph in, hope you dont mind ^_^