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Outlaw (Jinxxly)-Chapter 1
It was Monday morning and I was not looking forward to school. Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy being there but today just wasn’t that day. But there was no way mother would let me miss it, I was already behind in work due to being sick last month. I sighed and played with my breakfast; I wasn’t particularly hungry.
’Seventeen year old adolescent gone missing nine days ago; if anyone knows his current location please call the number at the bottom of the screen.’ The TV chimed in the background. I looked up at the screen to see if it was anyone I knew, but not surprisingly it wasn’t. The guy in the picture was tanned with black hair that sat below his shoulders with the right side shaved, his caramel eyes glistening with mystery and rebellion. I rolled my eyes and lazily brought my plate over to the sink before grabbing my bag and hanging it over my shoulder.
‘Jeremy, honey, you’re going to be late’ my mom shouted at me from the ba
Outlaw (Jinxxly)-Chapter 2
Today was Saturday which meant that there was no school and I could spend the whole day with Ashley. I jumped out of bed faster than usual; I rushed in the shower, not really paying attention to what I was doing. I dried my hair, and brushed my teeth as fast as I could, but still making sure it was done properly and moved onto clothes. I opened the wardrobe and looked at my clothes. Nothing in there looked like something that Ashley would wear. I sighed. It was crazy, I only met him yesterday but I wanted him to like me so badly; he was so fun to be around, nothing like my friends from school. I wanted to make sure I was good enough for him. I quickly pulled a plain white shirt over my head, buttoned up the gray jeans and made my way to the kitchen. I remembered to put some money in my pocket before I left the room.
‘Hello Jeremy, did you sleep well?’ My mother asked and handed me a plate with buttered toast on it.
‘I did’ I smiled awkwardly and poured some oran
‘Where were you?’ My mother said as soon as I opened the door. She must have been waiting for me.
‘Out’ I replied and tried to walk past her but she didn’t let me.
‘Your father came back today. You were supposed to be here to welcome him back.’ She poked my chest with her bony finger.
My heart sank. What? He was here? But he was supposed to come back two days after Halloween which was on Monday. I couldn’t believe this was happening; I wanted to run back to Andy, I should have stayed at his place. I tried to look as calm as I could, but I was failing miserably. Was he still the same, or has he changed in prison? I was really hoping that he was sober.
‘Well go on, he’s in the living room waiting to say hi to your sorry ass, faggot.’ My mom pushed me toward the living room and watched me go.
There he was; sitting on the couch in an old shirt and boxers. He looked just as I remembered. I tried to convi
‘This party is gonna be sick!’ CC screamed into the phone, deafening me.
‘Calm down!’ I replied and put my hand over the phone. ‘Andy, are you almost ready?’ I shouted. That boy always took forever to get ready. ‘Come on, we still need to get our costumes!’
‘I’m ready, stop whining’ He rolled his eyes at me as he walked into the bedroom. ‘Now, put the phone away and lets go.’ He grabbed his keys and pulled me up to my feet. He pulled the phone out of my hand ‘Bye CC, gotta go.’ He said and hung up before throwing the phone on the bed.
We made our way down the stairs, pulled our boots on, grabbed our coats and headed for the car.
‘After you, my lady’ Andy smirked and opened the passenger door for me.
‘Why thank you sir!’ I answered in the girliest voice I could for out of myself and hopped in closing the door behind me. Andy jogged over to the other sid
It was around 2a.m when I came home. I wanted to give Andy some time to cool off. I wanted to talk to him, to apologize; but it all had to wait till morning. I pulled off my boots and climbed up the stairs. I tried to make as little noise as possible, I assumed that Andy was asleep and I didn’t want to wake him. I was just about to open the bedroom door when I noticed a small piece of paper taped to it. It was a note from Andy. I read it but chose to ignore it; I didn’t want to sleep alone, I wanted to sleep right next to him even if I was going to regret it in the morning. I slowly pushed the door open trying not to make noise and walked over to the bed. I put on pyjama bottoms and lied down beside Andy. He had streaks of makeup running down his cheeks; he must have been crying. And it was all because of me. I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him close. I rested my forehead on the back of his neck and closed my eyes. I felt nauseous both fro
As the days went by I couldn't help but think about Ashley. I knew nothing about him; I didn't even know where he lived. How can I have such strong feelings for someone I knew nothing about? Was it just his looks that kept me up at night? No, there must be more to it.
'Andy, is something wrong?' Jinxx asked. 'No, everything's fine.' I answered and gave him a fake smile. Jinxx was my closest friend here, we clicked instantly, and as much as I hate to admit it I really bonded with him. It was Saturday evening and we were hanging out at my place. 'Alright, so what movie do you want to watch?' He asked and walked over to the tv. 'I don't really care, batman maybe?' I answered and stretched my legs out on the coffee table in front of the couch. 'Alright cool.' We watched the first thirty minutes of the movie in complete silence, when I suddenly decided to speak. 'Jinxx can I tell you something?' I paused the movie and shifted around to face him. 'Go on.' He smiled at me, 'What'
I was surprised to find myself in bed this morning. The last thing I remembered was watching TV on the couch downstairs. Someone must have carried me up here, it was probably Ashley. The bruises on the side of my body hurt like a bitch, and trying to move around only made it worse. Ashley had his arms wrapped around me, his face buried in the back of my neck. He stood up for me, he took that guy down so easily where as I could barely even punch him. I sighed. It was embarrassing, I needed to learn how to fight my own battles; one day Ashley won’t be around and then what? I reached my hand out to grab my phone that was sitting on the edge of the nightstand. I checked the time; it was ten minutes past eleven. I guessed mom decided to give us both a day off; to be honest I think we needed it, both Ashley and I. I tried to put the phone back where it was without moving too much, but I completely missed the nightstand and dropped the phone which made quite a lot of
It was 8p.m. by the time I got home. I opened the door and was instantly welcomed by the smell of cigarette smoke. I sighed, closed the door and took my shoes off. I threw my bag near the stairs and went to the kitchen. I jumped across the cold tiles and opened the fridge. I stood there looking at the half empty shelves and after a few minutes I got a slice of cold pizza and headed for the door. I walked down the hall and peeked though the slightly opened living room door. My mother was passed out on the couch, and empty bottle of whisky on the table. Typical. I shook my head and walked upstairs. I wanted to scream. I collapsed onto my bed and shut my eyes. My mind was rushing; the image of Andy's face was haunting me. That look that he gave me when he shouted at me. He looked so hurt, but deserved it. Everything was fine before he showed up at our school, before he joined the band. And he was gay. 'There is a chance he likes me.' I though. No Ashley stop, you don't like
It was finally Saturday. When I got out of bed I put my hello kitty slippers on and dragged myself to the bathroom. Jake decided that we should have a band meeting at his favourite coffee shop today. He said he had a lot to discuss now that Andy quit. I sighed and turned the hot water on. It warmed my body up instantly. It never took me long to shower. When I got out, I wrapped a white towel around my waist and looked at myself in the mirror. 'Oh Ashley, you look horrible.' I sighed and shook my head. I never liked myself. People often assumed that I was so confident and liked my appearance because I was always getting all these girls, but that was not how I felt at all. I dried my hair and straightened it carefully. I then teased the top layer and moved on to makeup. I smudged a little bit of black eyeliner on my waterline and walked back to my bedroom to get dressed. I pulled a black tank top over my head and slipped my black jeans on. I quickly put my black cowboy bo
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