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Cloudy Skies Chapter 16Chapter 16
He didn't want to leave that day. He didn't want to leave his best friend behind and even begged the dark being not to take him away, but unfortunately he was taken away and bought to the Other Side where he was greeted by a winged servant who assured him that everything would be okay. This made the ghost angry and demanded that he be taken back to his friend. The angel said that she couldn't do that and would take him to the person who may or may not allow him to go back.
When they arrived in the grand hall where he would meet the Supreme Being, he was truly humbled by the man that appeared in front of him wearing a white suit. He begged to be reunited with Russel and even promised that he would protect him from the other supernatural forces that were swirling around in the man's head. Once again, Del was denied. The Being told him that both of them needed to heal from what had occurred that night at the 7-Eleven.
Del then asked if he could return to
Cloudy Skies Chapter 14Chapter 14
From Bad to Worse Part 2
“Wot just 'appened?” 2D frowned looked worried.
“Don't know but somethin's got a hold on baby-girl and I'm not liking it one bit.”
“We got ta go after her! She can get lost or hurt our there in that rain.”
The drummer nodded and turned his attention to Murdoc who was staring blankly at the door frame that Noodle had just occupied. “Mudz, she didn't mean it man. Noodle don't hate you.”
“He's right Murdoc.” Rei reached over and put her hand on his knee. “Those nightmares have fially taken a toll on her and she just exploded. None of what she said to all of us isn't true and she doesn't mean it. Stu's also right, she can get hurt or lost and we have to go look for her.”
The bassist shifted his gaze to the three next to him. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and nodded. “You three go out. I-I'll stay here just in case she comes back.”
Cloudy Skies Chapter 13Chapter 13
From Bad to Worse Part 1
As Murdoc kept searching for dirt on his brother and waiting for the man to slip up, Noodle's nightmares became worse which in turn made the woman herself lose control. She had almost stopped eating and sleeping. Her appearance had become worn and everyone was concerned. The guitarist would snap at her friends for no reason in particular and would stay in her room or when she felt that Murdoc, 2D, Russ, and Rei were crowding her, she'd go and stay in her windmill. Noodle began to feel isolated from her family and thought that they didn't understand what she was going through.
The person that was most worried was the vocalist. Ever since Noodle's dreams got worse she'd stop sleeping in his bed and most importantly stopped talking to him. Every time he tried to talk she'd shut down or get annoyed at him. One morning she even yelled at him which caught the singer off guard and made him cower a little at her tone. He asked Russel on what he should
Cloudy Skies Chapter 12Chapter 12
He only had a short window of time to do what he needed to do, so walking silently down the carpeted hall, Murdoc reached his brother's office. Turning the knob he found that the door was locked. Typical Hannibal who always locked up when he wanted to protect something of his. The man had done it when they were living at home because Jacob had stolen money from both of them. That was one of the few useful things he learned from his older brother. Taking his lock picking kit from his pocket, he took out the two tools deemed necessary to open the door and when he heard the 'click' he opened the door and went inside. Closing the door behind him, he turned on the lights heading straight for the desk. He knew that there had to be some kind of paperwork or physical evidence linking his brother to whom he owed money to. Find that and use it to his advantage. Sitting down in the plush leather chair, Murdoc began to go through the drawers. The top ones were fill
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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