‘   so if i said  .  .  .  i had two tickets to fifty shades of grey,  would you go with me  ?   ’  please say yes.  everyone already said no.  don’t ask why he has them.  /   @wasthelamb

❝         .  .  . WHEN ?         ❞         she exhales,    a blush already rising to awaiting cheeks at the idea of watching a movie that honestly looked like nothing but a bdsm porno.    but how could she say no to barry ?         ❝         do you want me to pay you back for the tickets ?    ‘cause if you say no,    i’m buying you popcorn.         ❞

     WILTING   ROSE   ;   a  girl  with  soft  skin  and  starry  eyes  ,  a  lost  lamb  in  a  forest  full  of  forgotten  promises  .   (   LAMB   -   if  only  she  knew  how  much  the  dark  eyed  beauty  could  relate  .   )   she  tires  now  ,  but  has  the  wits  to  keep  on  alert  .  all  through  the  trails  wandered  ,  there  had  been  the  chirping  melodies  of  song  birds  ,  the  low  hum  of  busy  insects  crawling  about  ,  a  curious  squirrel  or  rabbit  ,  or  even  deer  ,  following  her  heels  ,  willing  to  share  nuts  or  berries  or  flowers  to  weave  into  her  hair  .  but  now   ?   oh  ,  she  might  feel  more  comforted  if  she  thought  herself  to  be  truly  alone  .  umber  gaze  shifts  wearily  around  flushed  forests  ,  but  comes  up  null  .  a  girl  famously  sent  away  with  a  target  on  her  back   (   no  ,   her    heart   )   weariness  such  as  this  should  have  been  a  second  nature  ,  but  as  thoughts  reflect  ,  she  couldn’t  seem  to  recall  how  long  it  was  this  every  silence  had  befallen  her  .  and  so  ,  with  the  dear  -  heart  gathers  the  courage  of  the  moon  ,  breath  deep  ,  blood  rushing  ,  she  dares  ,   ❝   hello   ?   is  there  someone  there   ?   ❞

*✧.: ♔｡❀*ﾟ‘ﾟ✧     @wasthelamb​        ||     ❤️

she silenced her own crusade,    fingertips rising to hold a throbbing throat.    how parched she was !    but she’d rather impale herself    (    it wouldn’t kill her,    but the pain would be enough    )    then slaughter the girl.    her mission was to save    &    protect humans,    do things they couldn’t,    be what she couldn’t be before.         ❝         ah     -----------    hello !         ❞         her words came airy    &    breathless,    but she stayed behind her makeshift wall.         ❝         are you lost,    miss ?         ❞

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                      VENEER  OF  OPTIMISM  LAY  APHOTIC EXCITEMENT —  death  lay   ‘twards  happiness  as   it  was   but  the  oldest   hale  brother  that  was  present .     hopeful  of  convalesce  after   the   female  leaves  but  o’  ,   boy  mistaken !        pause  as  comely  hazel  hues  observe  the  woman  ‘fore  laodicean  expression   forms   ‘self  ‘pon   greek  marbled  features  of  old .   silence  yields  to  her  question  ,    woman  full  of  lies   —   so  deemed  the  male  as  he  listens  to   heartbeat  that  echoes   through  several  yards .     mien  of   naivety   &   beauty   ;    pandora  personified !          prometheus  merely  stands  o’er  his   dominion    ,      scrutiny  present  in  neutral  eyes .     though  salient  to    stranger  known  as   brother   ,   creature  simply  relinquished   thoughts   of   hostility   &    remembered   how   women  must  be  treated  (  even  if  one  previously  sought  to  murder  the  female .  )   

            ❛   oh   ,    yes  … .  where  are  my  manners … .  do  come  in .  ❜   albeit  tone  rang  with  open  detachment   &   hesitation   ,    he  merely  walked   ‘cross   the   porch   to  give  other  quite  the  room  to  walk  in .    anxiety  rose  within  him  as   he  was  not  keen  on   meeting  with  others  ,   let  alone  humans  who’ve  no  business in  his  life  .      regret  comes   wallowing  war-torn  boy  ,     this  life   was  not  his  to  lead .    ‘twas  safe  to  say   ,    however   ,    his  anxiety  merely  increased  ‘cause   ‘twas  how  the  other  feels  as   well .     ambiance  full  of  serenity  twirls  ‘pon   room   &   reflecting  ‘pon  the  woman .      ❛   curious  one   ,   are  you  not  ?   ❜   asks  he   ,     closing  the  door  after  she  walks  in   &   gestures  for  pandora-like  mortal  to   sit .       ❛     went  shopping  ,   actually .    alice’s  idea .   esme   &   rosalie  jumped in .    ‘course  ,    the  men  were  hauled  after .   though  ,   i’ve  convinced  dear  alice  that  all  my  clothes  looked  better  than  the  others .   if  you’ve  arrived an  hour  early  ,   you’ve  gone  with  them .   edward’s  been looking  quite  like  a  hobo  recently —  as  alice  have  described him .    he  went  in  lieu  of  myself .    ❜     that  was  too  much  talking  on  his  end .    ❛   i’ll  go  make  you  some  tea .  ❜  

❝          tea ?         ❞        her voice cracks,    placing an intangible question mark at the end of a word that was not so laborious to understand.    rose-tipped fingers rise to her throat,    a nervous smile cracking across reddening features.         ❝          i mean,    yeah !    tea would be nice .   .   .    thank you,    jasper.         ❞        she mumbles,    intending to follow him into the kitchen,    or wherever he was planning to prepare the beverage    (    come now,    bella !    where would anyone make tea ?    the kitchen,    of course !   )   .        ❝          how long did it take to decorate    &    furnish all this ?         ❞        her question comes with natural hesitance    &    a wave of her hand,    she was trying to continue their conversation    ;    such desperation to attempt to understand a man like him.    but she’ll continue her efforts without rest    ---------    he is,    after all,    (    a shiver runs down her rigid spine even before she lets her mind utter the thought    )    her future family.