She laughed and kissed Jesse. All of the sudden, Jasper came into her mind. She cringed in the kiss. It's like she could feel him behind her, inside of her, outside the house. It wa like he was everywhere.
She sighed and nodded. She took his hand in hers and grabbed her jacket. "We need to go somewhere." She remarked, running her free hand through her hair. "But I don't know about you liking the place I have in mind."
Demetria felt a cold gust rush up her back as she could see the graveyard coming into view. The eerie iron gates that traced around the dead man's bedroom,as She would call it, were rusty and already old. She didn't feel like this was the right place for her father.
She shook her head. "No..." She murmured. Her voice quivering lightly. She took Jesse's hand in hers and traveled slowly to her father's tombstone.
The thick gravel bar had already been decorated with small flowers. She could smell his old cologne already. She kneeled down and rubbed the bird crap off of it.
She read it slowly: William Kurt.
1982-2010
Father, and friend.
"Its okay, Jesse. It was just a freak accident right?" She croaked. She shoveled through her pocket and dug out a small bracelet. A small moon dangled from it. "Remember this, dad?" She drooped it over a rose that had been placed there. Tears started to flow down Demetria face.
Demetria burried her head on his chest and wept. She felt the sudden urge to cut and quickly wiped her tears away. She still remembered the pain she had gotten from the cutting. She hadn't told anyone about it. "Okay.. I—I think I'm done." Her arms twisted in the pleasure of the blade piercing her skin.
Demetria burried her head on his chest and wept. She felt the sudden urge to cut and quickly wiped her tears away. She still remembered the pain she had gotten from the cutting. She hadn't told anyone about it. "Okay.. I—I think I'm done." Her arms twisted in the pleasure of the blade piercing her skin.
Demetria laughed and pulled away. "Okay, okay. Let's go. Even though Im in love with making out in graveyards.. It's a bit creepy." She said, sarcastically. She held Jesse's hand in hers and gave him a small smile.
She started to walk even faster. She just wanted to go to the bathroom and lock herself up and just cut. She was about to ask Jesse something when she saw.. the witch herself.
"Jesse... It's Melany." She motioned to Melany who was talking to some other girl like her. She spotted Jesse and her together and sneered. She skipped over and placed her hands on her hips. "Hey, Jesse." She smiled, seductively. Completely ignoring Demetria.
"But.. You're with her? " Melany shot a disgusted glance towards Demetria. "How could you want a wierd, emo, girl? She looks like it's Halloween everyday."
Demetria's hands balled into fists. She bit on her tongue and took the slamming like she did before. She didn't really need a fight right now.
"She's beautiful. More so than you in my opinion. Now if you'll excuse us we'll be leaving now." Jesse pushed Melany aside and pulled Demetria along with him.
"Jesse..." Demetria cringed slightly. "Why do you look at me like that? Like.. You're proud to be here? With me?" She looked down and sighed. "Im pretty sure Im nothing to be proud of. Just screwed up."
"Jesse..." Demetria cringed slightly. "Why do you look at me like that? Like.. You're proud to be here? With me?" She looked down and sighed. "Im pretty sure Im nothing to be proud of. Just screwed up."
"Jesse..." Demetria cringed slightly. "Why do you look at me like that? Like.. You're proud to be here? With me?" She looked down and sighed. "Im pretty sure Im nothing to be proud of. Just screwed up."
