Love Thy Neighbor
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
2,165
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Things Are Changing
Disclaimer: Must I say it again? The characters, settings, and storyline are MINE.
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Want to know what an average day was like after that? Okay, fine, I\'ll tell you, but don\'t say I didn\'t warn you.
Unless I had somewhere to be, I would sleep till noon, with Bloody Moor sometimes practicing their music right outside my door in order to annoy me and deprive me of my beauty sleep, as they, with their sarcastic humor, would probably put it. After I dragged myself downstairs, I would yell at Bloody Moor for awhile, sometimes for no reason, and fix myself and Rachel breakfast - unless I was feeling really generous, I made Bloody Moor think of their own methods.
And then BM would look through the ads for houses on sale (Or, rather, Rion would look through the ads while the others destroyed my property, which was probably why they were taking so long to find something. SO immature.), while I turned up the TV as loud as I could to try to block out noise. Once, Rion got fed up and The Battle ensued. This is pretty much how it went:
\"Can you turn that damn thing down?\" Rion said.
\"It depends. State your reason.\"
\"If you ever want us out of this place, I\'ll need to be able to concentrate and focus on these ads.\"
\"So go somewhere else,\" I muttered, \"It\'s a free country.\"
\"Which is exactly why I shouldn\'t have to live with you acting like a police officer that watches my every move and wants me to act the oppisite of the way I do.\"
\"I\'ll do whatever I want, you...you...\" I was lost for words.
\"Maybe you need to calm down!\"
\"Bastard.\"
\"Whore.\"
I stormed right out the front door and stomped down the street, unaware of where I was really going. I would just...take a walk and settle down. After all, I didn\'t need to be around anyone else. I didn\'t need fans, friends, enemies, or any other human beings at all.
Finally, I found an old, dusty bench in and even older, dustier alleyway and sat down. I realized that it was rather cold. I shivered.
\"Adrianah! Adrianah!\" Rion skidded to a halt in front of the alley and walked toward the bench, sitting down beside me.
\"Go \'way,\" I muttered, \"You\'ll just make everything even worse.\"
\"No...I was never trying to. I think I might just have a bit of a temper, and I overreacted. I should\'ve thought about you, and not just myself. God, you must be freezing.\"
\"Yeah, so what,\" I said quietly, \"I don\'t really care.\"
\"What in the world caused this sudden insecure streak? If it\'s my fault somehow, I\'m sorry.\"
I snapped my head up, and quickly came to terms with how close our faces were - about two, maybe three inches apart. \"Thank...you...\" I said weakly, \"Don\'t worry....it\'s not your fault.\" And I smiled, ever so slightly, and even weaker than how I had spoken.
And then, seemingly almost instinctially, we kissed. We both adjusted our necks slightly so that our lips met, and entered our tongues into each other\'s mouths, exploring everywhere and sometimes letting them intertwine.
When we finally pulled away, we both sort of acted like it had never happened. \"We should get going,\" Rion muttered hastily. I nodded, and we set off for my house, acting every bit normal.
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Something changed between us after that. I referred to it as being \"in like.\" We were no longer rivals that wanted nothing more than for the other to die, but close, caring friends. However, there was one nagging feeling I couldn\'t get rid of...
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Want to know what an average day was like after that? Okay, fine, I\'ll tell you, but don\'t say I didn\'t warn you.
Unless I had somewhere to be, I would sleep till noon, with Bloody Moor sometimes practicing their music right outside my door in order to annoy me and deprive me of my beauty sleep, as they, with their sarcastic humor, would probably put it. After I dragged myself downstairs, I would yell at Bloody Moor for awhile, sometimes for no reason, and fix myself and Rachel breakfast - unless I was feeling really generous, I made Bloody Moor think of their own methods.
And then BM would look through the ads for houses on sale (Or, rather, Rion would look through the ads while the others destroyed my property, which was probably why they were taking so long to find something. SO immature.), while I turned up the TV as loud as I could to try to block out noise. Once, Rion got fed up and The Battle ensued. This is pretty much how it went:
\"Can you turn that damn thing down?\" Rion said.
\"It depends. State your reason.\"
\"If you ever want us out of this place, I\'ll need to be able to concentrate and focus on these ads.\"
\"So go somewhere else,\" I muttered, \"It\'s a free country.\"
\"Which is exactly why I shouldn\'t have to live with you acting like a police officer that watches my every move and wants me to act the oppisite of the way I do.\"
\"I\'ll do whatever I want, you...you...\" I was lost for words.
\"Maybe you need to calm down!\"
\"Bastard.\"
\"Whore.\"
I stormed right out the front door and stomped down the street, unaware of where I was really going. I would just...take a walk and settle down. After all, I didn\'t need to be around anyone else. I didn\'t need fans, friends, enemies, or any other human beings at all.
Finally, I found an old, dusty bench in and even older, dustier alleyway and sat down. I realized that it was rather cold. I shivered.
\"Adrianah! Adrianah!\" Rion skidded to a halt in front of the alley and walked toward the bench, sitting down beside me.
\"Go \'way,\" I muttered, \"You\'ll just make everything even worse.\"
\"No...I was never trying to. I think I might just have a bit of a temper, and I overreacted. I should\'ve thought about you, and not just myself. God, you must be freezing.\"
\"Yeah, so what,\" I said quietly, \"I don\'t really care.\"
\"What in the world caused this sudden insecure streak? If it\'s my fault somehow, I\'m sorry.\"
I snapped my head up, and quickly came to terms with how close our faces were - about two, maybe three inches apart. \"Thank...you...\" I said weakly, \"Don\'t worry....it\'s not your fault.\" And I smiled, ever so slightly, and even weaker than how I had spoken.
And then, seemingly almost instinctially, we kissed. We both adjusted our necks slightly so that our lips met, and entered our tongues into each other\'s mouths, exploring everywhere and sometimes letting them intertwine.
When we finally pulled away, we both sort of acted like it had never happened. \"We should get going,\" Rion muttered hastily. I nodded, and we set off for my house, acting every bit normal.
~~
Something changed between us after that. I referred to it as being \"in like.\" We were no longer rivals that wanted nothing more than for the other to die, but close, caring friends. However, there was one nagging feeling I couldn\'t get rid of...