(Kaaay)

[suuure :)]

(The end?)

I give him a small, sympathetic smile, then bite my lip and turn around, heading up to the castle.

"I always find a way."

"Are you going to be okay?"

I sigh and rub the back of my neck. "You go ahead..."

I shrug slightly. "I don't care either way..."

"You want me to walk you?"

I nod at him and then start to head up to the castle, crossing my arms against the chilly wind.

"If you say so..."

"Of course I can. I'm fine."

"D'you think you can make it up to the Tower?"

I attempt a glare at him, but my eyelids feel like they weigh a thousand pounds, so I just nod slightly and get up.

"You NEED to go to bed."

I sigh. "I don't want to go to bed..." I say, sounding almost like a little kid.

I pull my wand out of my pocket and press it against your arm, muttering the spell. "Now I'm taking you to bed.'

I look down at the ground and nod in consent.

"Please...just let me do it for you. Let me help you."

I just look up at him and sigh, twisting my wand between my fingers anxiously.

I raise my eyebrow and give you a look. "Art, don't bull shit me."

"I just... lost my balance..."

"Art, you can barely stand up."

I shake my head again. "Evan will murder me. And anyway, I'm fine, I don't need to go to bed."

"You can miss one practice."

[friendly creeper, right here]

I shake my head quickly. "I can't go to bed, I've got practice later."

"Art...let me cover you and then let me take you to bed."

[creeepin' again. haha.]

"No, it's okay, I got it..." I say, hastily pulling out my wand and fumbling with it before dropping it accidentally. I curse under my breath and lean down to pick it up, which only causes me to lose my balance and fall down onto the grass. I sigh heavily. "What the fuck..."

[dodododo. da rama!]

"Art...let me do it for you...."

I nod slightly after a moment's hesitation, then look down again. My eyes widen slightly as I catch sight of the underside of my left forearm; my scars are becoming prominent again. "Shit... uhm, I've got to go," I say quickly, scrambling to my feet and facing away from him, pulling my sleeves down.

"Me. I say that I'm going mad. I might look like I'm in control, but...." I shake my head, scoffing. "Forget I said anything."

"Who said you're going mad?"

"It's gotten me to the point where I'm going mad."

"What do you mean...?"

(I know DX)
 
"I've been trying. Look where it got me."

[Mmkay, I might not be here, just so you know :)]
 
"Try... please? For me?" I ask pleadingly.

"I....I can't help it."
 
(Dinner, be back soon!)

"You don't have to do that, just please... don't kiss me.... It just hurts... all the memories..." I say quietly, looking down at the ground.

"I know." I peel myself away from you and sigh. "I really should just leave you alone."

[*facepalm*
it wasn't meeee, it was Art D:]
 
I pull away quickly, shaking my head. "I can't... I can't."

(Now he's going to kiss her, just cuz you said that XD)
 
I smile and tuck some hair behind your ear, bringing my lips down on yours gently. In my head I'm preparing myself for another slap, but I don't really care.

[hahahaha xD]
 
I return his gaze, desperation in my eyes. Please don't let him kiss me again, please don't let him kiss me again.... My mind is racing, but I'm frozen solid, and I can't move.

(Lalala...sexual tension is fun 0=D)
 
"You don't have to know...not now anyways." I nod slightly and tilt your head up, looking you in the eyes.

"I don't even know."

I frown and reach out, pulling you over so you're leaning against my chest. "Isn't life about being unsure?

"No. But I'm not sure of anything anymore, so..." I shrug slightly.

I look over at you slowly and sigh, straghtening my legs out. "Are you sure?'