You Learn To Love the Pain You Feel | By : heartgrenade13 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 1521 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Boxers...nice choice."
"Ugh, thanks."
Billie pounced on me and began sucking the skin on my neck. "Oh, god damn it yes!" I squealed as he slammed it inside of me. "Oh fuck, you're as tight as you were back then!" he said with delight. "Not too sure that's a good thing. I wasn't a virgin then either."
"Yeah but you were tight. Fuck it's hard to talk during sex like this."
"Ah...fuck, oh shit.” I felt the end near and couldn't contain it anymore. I let out every scream. His heart was pounding in my mind. Then he came with one huge groan. He collapsed next to me and said "I tried to hold it in longer."
"You held it in long enough." I laughed.
“Fifteen minutes, twenty-seven seconds is enough?”
“You counted...the seconds even?”
“Yeah, I always try and hold it for at least twenty and a half minutes but damn I couldn’t that time.”
I laid down and starred up at the ceiling. I looked at every crack and rough spot on it and got a feeling of compassion because I understand what it’s like to be broken, just how I was two years ago. Eddy was on top of me trying to put me in the mood. I acted as if I was humored by his sappy lines when I really wasn’t. I looked at his dresser and cocked my head to the side.
“What the hell is that?” I asked as I pushed him off of me. I picked up the bra that was hanging halfway off of the dresser. “It’s yours darling!”
“Really? When have my breasts ever been this big?”
“I don’t know, maybe you got the wrong size one time.”
“Really three sizes too big? Don’t you think, that I, possibly, just might notice that huge gap between my boobs and the bra??”
“I know what you’re thinking but you’re wrong!”
“How did you know that I was thinking that I wish my boobs were this big? Wow, you must be psychic!”
“I mean….I didn’t cheat. No girl could ever be as sweet as you!”
“One, I’m not a girl I’m a woman and two, I am sweet, but fuck with me and I’ll mop the floor with you.”
I stormed off down the hall and into the bathroom. I slammed the door and locked it. I pulled out some red lipstick and a tissue. I poured my heart out onto that tissue. I wrote probably some of the most depressing songs I’ve ever written, or at least the ones that hurt the most to write.
“Shirley?”
“Yeah Billie.”
“Can I tell you something?”
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“If it’s good or bad.”
“It could be either…your view on love’s kinda important. I mean if it’s all ‘ Ah, love is Satan.’ or ‘ Ah, love is so cool!’ That could make it good or bad. I guess it’s bad ‘cause of all that happened with Eddy. What you want out of love is important too.”
“I want to understand so I can forgive and be willing to love.”
“The only thing to understand is that there is no reason or real excuse for what he did except that he’s an ass.”
“What did you want to tell me dear?”
“It’s a question.”
“Ask away!”
“You want to go out some time?”
“A date?”
“Well yeah I didn’t mean ‘Hey, sometimes I’ll let you leave the room and go outside but only sometimes’”
“You know just how to make a woman feel all warm and fuzzy inside.”
“I told you early I do know how to make you a softy. I warned you. I know exactly what to say to get you all on me.”
“Go ahead, try me.”
Billie placed a hand on my arm and grinned. “If I had to live my life all over again, I would change one thing; I wouldn't want to waste so much time before I met you. I would stop you from marrying Eddy. I would have proposed to you as soon as I sobered up even though I hadn’t known you that long…..You know, I could have spent my entire life searching for you and never found you. And that is the scariest thought in the world.”
“That was really corny…why the hell do I still find it romantic?” I asked in a hushed whisper.
“Maybe it’s because you feel the same. Or maybe it’s because you’re still drunk. Either way it worked and don't tell me it didn't! I want to bask in this glory a little longer."
My eyes were half shut. I felt a rush, a high. I had never had anyone ever sway me like that. I couldn’t fall for Billie Joe, I knew I couldn’t. There was only one problem I already had ten years before. I tried to burry the feelings along with my past. Then Billie had to come along with his even sexier style than before and a shovel to dig my past right back out.
~~Ten Commandments of Love(By Ms. Shirley Manson)
#3
Thou shalt wear boxers - or nothing at all~~
Sweet! Two out of three! He’s getting better all the time…
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