Sanity calms, but madness is more interesting. -John Russell"I want to tell her," Nikki stated to the mirror a few times, just to make sure she had the right expression on her face. She'd been lying to her sister for so long now that it felt natural to do it, and really it was becoming such an elaborate lie that she knew one day she'd slip up, or ( Read more... )

It could've been so simple. Easily slipping into his life, curling herself around him being exactly what he needed. The warm body on restless nights, the blonde hair falling onto heated skin, and the mouth hungry for whatever he could offer. She was a siren, calling him into her and it could've been so simple ( Read more... )

Is there something you're scared for others to find out?She stood in front of that mirror for a while, actually feeling her hair dry in the humid air before stepping out into the bedroom. She could hear the television on downstairs, whatever he was watching he was watching it loudly. Padding around the bedroom she dropped the towel and tugged on ( Read more... )

Exhaling she tugged her hair back from her face, all the stray strands that clung to her cheeks fighting against her fingers, trying to keep their spot on her skin instead of taut in a loose knot at the top of her head. Her hand wiped at the mirror trying to clear up some of the haze. Letting go of her hair she heard it slap down against bare ( Read more... )

Her knee is bouncing. Maybe it's the fact that her foot is arched up so high against the leg of the chair that the nerves are getting hit the wrong way at the ball of her foot. Still she's starting to wonder what the hell she's gotten herself into. Tensing up for a moment she hears his breathing hitch up a bit as he shifts in the bed that she was ( Read more... )

Nikki pressed her feet into the side of the bar, arching her feet up as she tempted her chair to topple her backward. It was still early and she was at her own place for once. Scattered bills atop the counter and an empty fridge barely showing that anyone even lived there. She hadn't been though, and maybe that was why her answering machine had ( Read more... )

How did you get here? Sleeping beside the man that took your sisters life and cast it aside ( Read more... )

The only reason she even had a set of keys to his house was because she knew he was usually out back swimming these days, or somewhere that he wasn't going to hear her knocking, and a broken doorbell was a simple fix of her snipping a wire in the base. It was a given that it was easier to give her a key instead of letting her stand out in the heat ( Read more... )

And I'm so number one that it's a shame, a shame ( Read more... )

Her fingers traced along the length of the car, still standing in the driveway to the funeral home. She didn't know these people, and there was a part of her that didn't want to know them either. Paolo's family is loud, and a bit overbearing. It makes her wonder just how the hell Paolo turned out the way he had. Of course it could make perfect ( Read more... )