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La Petite Morte: AndleyDo you know what the french call an orgasm? La Petite Morte. The little death. Let's die a little. Any last words?

The feeling of mortality is locked in your grip. I can feel my life sinking as it's starting to slip. An ultimate universe; delicious and dark. So open up your mind and take your car out of park.

I watched Ashley as he climbed onto the bus. He looks good for the start of a tour. He spotted me and smiled as he walked over to me.

"Ready?" He smirked. I just nodded. See, at the beginning of every tour, I'm what you would call, Ashley's 'sex slave'. He wants sex, I let him use me. Worthless, meaningless sex.

Look into the mirror

Little Miss Obvious - Andley"I bet you've never felt so distant, yet we're close enough to touch.
Keep bringing that heavy breathing, the game is on."

Being in high school's hard. The constant fear of being judged, that you aren't good enough. People are quick to point out every single flaw you have, and when they find your weakness, they're on you like a pack of wolves, ripping you appart.
My only ray of sunshine is my boyfriend, but, as I lean back against my locker waiting for him to show up, late again, I know that that'll only last so long, too.
Like I said, when they find your weakness...they're on it. That's exactly what happened two weeks ago when the jocks

Andley In Wonderland: 1"Andy where are you?" I heard my mother asked me. God she's so annoying.
"Almost done getting ready mum." I called back. Tonight's a special dance party where I'm supossed to meet 'the man of my dreams'. Yeah right! What man would love me? I'm just a dreamer.
That's something my dad loved about me. Before he passed away that is.

"Daddy, I had that dream again."
"The one where you're in that magical place?"
"It's called Wonderland! It had a talking cat, and I had tea with the maddest of people." He laughed and put his hand on my face as if he was checking my temperature. "Daddy, have I gone mad?"
"I'm afraid so. But I'll tell you somet

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 11Andy looked down at his pale, practically transparent hands, his palms facing up towards him, entire arms trembling in the darkness. His mind raced with thoughts, unable to comprehend what he had just done.
He had touched Jinxx. Even though he himself was dead, and had been dead for many months now, he was able to somehow reach out and touch Jinxx.
Feel the damp, sweat covered fabric of his thin t-shirt, run his fingers over the smooth collar bone that jutted out in it's place, feel the warm skin and the thumping of Jinxx's heart just below his palm.
But dead people weren't supposed to be able to do that. The dead were supposed to stay dead, there was no coming back.
But yet, Andy was here. He could see Ashley and everybody else around him, sense their prescense amongst him. He could speak to them, make himself be seen, and just now, he had even managed to physically contact Jinxx! He didn't understand, he was dead was he not?
Andy now began to have newer

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 9Jinxx sat trapped in the cramped coat closet, fear now pumping through his body. It felt like his hands and legs were tied, despite the fact that he could see that they were unbound by anything of any sort. He tried to call for CC, but when he opened his mouth, no sound would come out. Almost like his voice had been stolen away.
He tried jerking, shaking his legs that seemed bound together, trying to kick the doors open, but he just couldn’t move. There was something in this house, that wasn’t letting Jinxx escape, or even move. Something that wanted him out of the way...
Jinxx now began to think of how he would get out of this closet, before something was to come along and kill him. But wouldn’t they have noticed another person in the house? Jinxx didn’t feel anyone’s hands on him when he was suddenly pushed back into the closet, and before the doors shut tightly, he could not see anyone either. It was almost like an invisible force had trapped him i

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 8It was a peaceful and very dark night for Jinxx, who sat, or rather, laid panned out on the couch, his eyes glued to some horror movie that was playing on the television. CC also sat, panned out on the slightly smaller couch, in a similar position to Jinxx, and he too was glued to the movie that played.
“Dude this stuff is so god damn predictable!” Jinxx whined, as he pointed to the screen. “Look now she’s going to open the closet door and BOOM!” he continued, watching as CC paled and grabbed tightly onto a cushion.
Every so often CC would scream, and hide behind the cushion, while Jinxx would laugh at both CC’s reaction, and how boring he was finding the movie. What was even funnier was how paranoid CC was after the movie had finished.
“Dude calm down, it’s just a movie! Complete and utter fiction I tell you!” he reassured, as he kicked off his shoes and went searching through a pile of DVD’s that were sitting

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 7When Andy decided to appear again, it was already well dark outside. The moon was full, and shone in through the windows of the house, whose curtains had yet to be shut. He started off as a dark shadow in Ashley’s bedroom, waiting for his still living lover to notice him. But to his dismay, the dark haired bassist was fast asleep, curled up in bed. It appeared that his day had not been as great as Andy had hoped, and his first thoughts were “Jake gave out to him again”.
Andy was feeling angrier with Jake every day now. Even when Andy was alive, he had been stubborn, but never this stubborn. He was sick of him making Ashley feel bad. Andy had been watching Ashley, for much longer than he’d let on. Andy had been watching Ashley since the day he’d been murdered, since that very second he’d passed over.
*Flashback*
Dying. It was a strange sensation, not at all like the movies had made it out to be. It was a slow process, but thankfully, Andy cou

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 3Everything was set. The room was filled with incense sticks and candles, that left it feeling calm, almost peaceful. An oak dining chair sat in the middle of the room. A rope noose hung from the rafters of the cieling.
Ashley felt no fear as he stepped onto the chair. He felt no regret in his descision either.
He had almost felt excited as he spent the day, writing apology letters to Jake, CC and Jinxx,
until he had finally gotten it perfect. He almost felt relieved to finally be able to do it.
To meet his beloved on the other side. They'd finally get to be together, in union of death.
Ashley read over his letter once more, taking in the loops of his handwriting, a tear dripping down his cheek. He was going to miss his friends he was. But surely he would see them once more.
"To my dearest friends,
I am so sorry for what you are sure to have found by now. I know you will not ever truly understand what I decided to do. Maybe you will, but you probably won't.

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 12Ashley sat on the plush mattress of his bed in shock, his heart drumming loudly in his ears. He couldn't believe what Andy was telling him. Was this all some cruel joke? Or did he really mean what he was saying?
A mixture of emotions rushed through Ashley. First surprise, then fear for it being a lie. But when he saw the sincerity in Andy's eyes, he knew that he meant it. That he'd found a way for them to be together.
He smiled warmly as his lover sat down on the bed beside him, the mattress dipping down as he did so. Ashley could already see it now. Watching movies together, Andy cheering him on from the sidelines as Ash sings in his place, somehow even kissing him. His lips pressing against Andy's.. His heart fluttered just thinking about it.
"We could do it, we really could!" Andy whispered as he leaned closely to Ashley's ear. He could feel the ice cold breath down his neck, lingering on his pulse point. "If I just.. concentrate hard enough...I can do it... " he s

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 4 *Marathon*Jake took one long glance around the room, taking in candles, the still burning incense, the noose that hung from the rafters, and finally Ashley, who was kneeling on the floor. His face was stained with tears, and he had an almost manic look in his eyes. "Ashley...what's going on?" he asked quietly, trying not to raise his voice. Ashley looked at Andy, who was looking just as surprised as he was himself.
"Ashley.. please.. just tell me what's wrong... I won't hurt you" Jake whispered, kneeling down so that he was level with Ashley, but kept some distance between them, almost like he feared him.
Ashley was confused. Why wasn't he jumping for joy, that Andy was back? "Jake... are you blind or something? Look! Andy's back!" he exclaimed, pointing to Andy, who was smiling sheepishly, reaching out for Jake. But Jake looked right through him, as if he could not even see Andy.
"Ash... there isn't anybody there...".
Ashley felt like he'd been slapped in the f

Spiritual Sanity - Andley - Chapter 5 - *Marathon*The next morning came all to quickly for Ashley. Soon enough it was daylight, and Jake was opening his curtains, letting in the bright sunlight. "Come on Ash, get up, you have an hour to be ready to go to councelling". He sighed, turning over, burying his face in his pillow as he re-lived the events of last night.
Ashley knew that eventually, he was going to get questioned about the noose that he'd left hanging from the rafters of his cieling. He knew that everything that Jake had seen last night, would be passed onto the counseller.
He also knew that they would just tell him the same thing that Jake told him. That Andy was dead, and that Ashley should be moving on with his life. Yes it was true, Andy was indeed dead. He'd watched him die in his own arms. But, now he was back. Still not living, but he was back. Ashley firmly believed in that, and no-one was going to change his mind.
He sat up in his bed, letting the silky sheets fall from his now bare chest, as he also pulled off his t

Take This To Heart Chapter 1

Chapter 1: I Just Wanna Kiss Your Lips

"Ashley wake the fuck up!" I heard someone pounding on my door. It was probably Jake and Chris. Why can't they let me sleep? I managed to glance at the clock. 12 PM. Damn it all. I climbed out of bed and walked to my front door.
"Calm your asses down, I'm coming." I yelled unlocking the door slowly, and sure enough, my two best friends were at the door. Jake Pitts, my best friend since middle school; and Chris Ceruli, my friend from work. "What the fuck do you want?"
"It's Saturday bro! You know what that means?" Jake smiled letting himself in.
"Jake, I'm not in the mood right now." I complained

At Midnight - AndleyAS A TODDLER- you handed me my Teddy when it fell in the sand

Andy was slipping down the curly slide in his neighbourhood's only kiddie park, grinning widely as he did so. A small teddy was clutched tightly in the three year old's hand, and Andy was holding onto it for dear life. His mother had told him not to lose it, or get it dirty.

"Dat was fun!" Andy exclaimed, happily.

As the blond started toddling towards the side of the park, where his mom sat, talking to other adults, he tripped and fell over. The boy could not help it as a tear trickled out of his powder blue eyes. His teddy bear had landed a few inches in front of his outstreche

My Outlaw Eyes- Andley: Chapter Thirteen

Ashley's P.O.V.

I stared at the spot where Andy had been lying, sad and confused. I thought that Andy liked me? But, he was gone... My mind flashed back a few days ago, to nighttime behind the school.

"I'll always accept you with open arms- and open legs," he whispered, causing me to blush bright red... Did he seriously mean that? Slowly, I dragged myself out of bed and wandered downstairs, not bothering to get dressed because it was Saturday. I wandered through my extensive house, seeing none of my family and following the scent of bacon and pancakes, I arrived in the smallest of six kitchens, tucked into the back corner of the house by

My Outlaw Eyes- Andley: Chapter Nine

Andy's P.O.V.

Ashley wasn't at school the next day. As each period passed, I grew increasingly more worried, even biting my nails down to stubs as I fretted. Now it was lunch time, and he was still gone.

"Andy, babe, what's wrong?" My musings were interrupted by Juliet, who had turned my head to face her- what she didn't realize was that I had been staring at the football players, who had been whispering amongst themselves.

"Nothing, nothing. Leave me alone," I snapped, waving away her hand. With a pouty look on her face, she crawled away to talk to Jinxx.

Where was Ashley?

I stared up at the large house, which completely outsho

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Don't Go: Andley

by ~OhAbigalHowCouldYou, Aug 25, 2012, 6:42:53 AM
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I was raised in the valley. There were shadows of death. Got out alive but with scars I can't forget. This kid back in school, subdued and shy. An orphan and a brother and unseen by most eyes.

There was this kid at my school. His name was Andy. I don't know his whole story but I heard he was adopted. No one notices him-let alone speaks to him.

I don't know what it was that made a piece of him die. Took a boy to the forest, slaughtered him with a scythe. Stamped on his face, and impression in the dirt. Do you think the silence makes a good man convert?

I decided I should just try and talk to him. What harm could that do? As I was walking over to him, I noticed something on his wrists. Cuts.
"Um.. hi." I said shyly trying not to star at the cuts.
"Hi." He replied quietly not looking up to see me.
"My name is Ashley."
"Andy."
"Yeah I know. Um... Do you mind if I ask you something?"
"What is it?"
"Is it true that you're adopted?"
"Yes."
"Is it okay if I ask why?"

We all have our demons and our horrors to fight. But how can I win, when I'm paralyzed? They crawl up on my bed, wrap their finger 'round my throat. Is this what I get for the choices that I made?

After I asked him why he was adopted, he looked more hurt than ever. What did I do? He took in a big breath and looked at me.
"My parents got murdered when I was eight." He said, clearly holding back tears.
"That must be horrible." I said trying to figure out a way to make him know I'm actually sorry.
"It was. I just got home from school and saw them laying there with their throats cut." I couldn't imagine that happening to me or my parents for that matter.

God forgive me, for all my sins. God forgive me, for everything. God forgive me, for all my sins. God forgive me, God forgive me.

"Andy I don't know what to say but I am really sorry."
"Yeah everyone is."
"The difference between me and them, I actually care." He started crying and I hugged him. He didn't say anything else. Just cried in my arms.
How can I care so much for a boy I just got to know? I mean, I like being nice but I literally never met him before his.
"Ashely?" He asked pulling away from me so he could see my face.
"Hmm?" I asked looking down at him. His makeup was smeared but he rather didn't care or didn't know.
"Can I go home with you?"
"Um... Sure."

Don't go, I can't do this on my own. Don't go, I can't do this on my own. Save me from the ones that haunt me in the night. I can't live with myself, so stay with me tonight. Don't go.

Me and Andy walked to my house after school. We just talked and learned more about him. None of us brought up the cuts on his wrist. Mostly because I guess he doesn't know I know and he doesn't want to bring it up and I don't want to make him feel uncomfortable.
"So Andy, this is my house." I said letting him in.
"Nice place."
"Thanks. My mom's at work."
"And you're dad?"
"Somewhere far away from us. He left us when he found out I'm gay."
"Sounds like a bastard."
"Yeah."

If I let you in, you'd just want out. If I tell you the truth, you'd vie for a lie. If I spill out my guts, it would make a mess we can't clean up. If you follow me, you will only get lost.

"Andy, I know we just met today but I think you're really cute and I want to go out with you." I said trying to point out the obvious.
"I can't." His tone got quieter.
"Why not? Are you not gay or bi?"
"No, I'm gay. I just can't."
"Why not?"
"I can't tell you."
"Of course you can."
No! I can't!" He yelled before getting up and running off.
What was that all about?

If you try to get closer, we'll only lose touch. Yes you already know too much, and you're not going anywhere.

I tried following him but he ran faster than me and I don't know where he was going or where he lived for that matter. I just decided to walk around and see if I run into him somewhere.

I almost gave up until I saw him at the park. I don't know what he was doing because he was behind a tree. I walked up behind him to see he was carving something in his wrist.
"Andy stop." I said, trying my best not to spook him. Failed. He jumped up and almost screamed.
"Ashley! I was uh... Just um..."
"I know what you were doing."
"You do?"
"Andy I saw your wrist."
"You did?"
"Yes. And if that's the reason you don't want to go out-"
"The reason I don't want to go out with you is because I'm crazy."
"Cutting doesn't make you crazy."
"No, I got diagnossed with Social Anxiety Disorder last year. It makes me really depressed and it just feels like there are monsters in my head that make me want to kill myself."
"Don't you have medication for it?"
"It doesn't work."

Tell me that you need me 'cause I love you so much. Tell me that you love me 'cause I need you so much. Tell me that you need me 'cause I love you so much. Say you'll never leave me 'cause I need you so much.

He looked down and started crying. I just grabbed either side of his face and made him look in my eyes.
"Andy, I can help you."
"No you can't! The doctors tried!"
"I'm not a doctor. Just let me help you!"
"What could you do?"
"We could start by throwing away everything you use to hurt yourself with."
"B-but I need them."
"No you don't."
"Yes I do."
"Andy, you just think that you need them. But you don't. You're stronger than that." He just nodded and wiped a tear away.

Don't go, I can't do this on my own. Don't go, I can't do this on my own. Save me from the ones that haunt me in the night. I can't live with myself, so stay with me tonight. Don't go.

We were over at his house, throwing away his razors, knives, ect. He pulled a box out from under the bed and handed it to me.
"This is the last one." He said. I made sure it wouldn't open easily then threw it in the bag.
"See how easy that was?" I asked. He just looked down and fiddled his thumbs. "Andy, look at me." He raised his head and I grabbed his hands in my own. "This might've been the hardest thing you ever had to do, but it's over. It can only get easier from here."

Don't go. Don't go.

Don't Go: Andleyby ~OhAbigalHowCouldYou

Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Romance

Woo finally done with this!

I know I skipped some parts in the end but those were just repeated things so yeah...

Merp.

Time to work on the 'Alejandro' request AKA, the sequel to La Petite Morte