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Enslaved To Your Love - SonourgePain
Is this what my life has been all along? Just one bitter memory that has wrapped itself around my mind and squeezed until all logic is left? Thoughts in that I refer to as Memories of Blood, or otherwise known as Hell. Honestly, was this always what awaited me in the end? Yes, I figured as much.
I can't even remember what life was like before you bought me. Before all the love and tender touches that was replaced so easily with hard punches and rough kicks. Now I have nothing to look forward to when the sun begins to set and I return to you once more. Will you pound me into the bed tonight out of lust, not love or will you just lock me outside the palace all night in the cold again? Either way, it leaves me broken.
It's too late for me to turn back; I have nothing left to live for. You were my only one, Scourge. I know that after what I did you could never forgive me. I lost the only thing you ever wanted, an heir to your kingdom. But I can't
Sonourge...chapter 5 It had been a week since Scourge's last trip to Mobius but he could still remember Sonic's kiss like it was yesterday. Sonic's warm body. His breath on Scourge's neck. His soft lips...
Scourge opened his eyes. Fiona was dressed in her Victoria Secret under clothing.
"Are you okay, babe?" Fiona looked concern.
"Yeah" Scourge smiled, showing his shark-like teeth, "I'm okay."
Fiona got in bed next to Scourge and started to rub his chest. This always helped Scourge go to sleep, plus Fiona liked to rub his scars.
Scourge fell asleep instanly. An hour later he woke with a start. He had dreamed about Sonic getting hurt badly. The scarier part was that Scourge was the one who was hurting him. His teeth had sank deep into Sonic's neck. It was so real, Scourge could feel Sonic's heartbeat (which he was sure was Fiona's) go fast then stop altogether. Scourge looked over a Fiona. Fiona was lightly snoring next to Scourge withou
My Guardian Angel ch. 1Sonic's P.O.V.
I hate moving to new places, It's all because of my dad, he's in the military, and after this one last move, he's finally going to quite so we won't have to move from place to place anymore. So, right now, I am sitting in a good size car, looking out the window, and listening to my favorite band, All Time Low. My older brother is sitting next to me, Shadow. I have always admired Shadow and always will, to me he's perfect, and I think I might like him...like, like like him. I would never tell anyone though, pshhh, they'd think I'm crazy! Ecspecially Shadow! So I think I'm just gonna keep that to myself. But one of the things I can't stand about Shadow is when he treats me like a piece of shit, and I don't even do anything to him! I'm starting to think he hates me, it's very possible, If I talk to him, he growls at me and gives me death glares, he's VERY good at giving those, I think he has perfected them on me. I can't even breath right for him, I always questi
Sonourge .:Prison love:. Part5 -sneak peek-Scourge got tackled down to the ground and felt two hands holding down his wrists. As the green hedgehog looked up, he met two bright green eyes, filled with worry and sadness. "Why did you run away??" The blue hedgehog on top almost screamed out as he stared down at the other. He could see the annoyance in the other's eyes and how he struggled to get free from his grasp. "What the hell is wrong with everyone today?! Get the fuck of me!" Scourge was sick and tired of everyone trying to get with him. All he wanted was to run away from everything and to be free for once. But his struggling and yelling stopped when he head a painful cry come from the hedgehog on top and how he got kicked of his anti. Scourge didn't waste any time to get up and look down at Sonic who had a gash on his leg that got blood pouring out from it, making the bright green grass underneath almost a deep red color.
When he looked to his right, he could see Patch standing with a confident smirk on his face and the sw
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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