Intimacy and Denial.
- FINISHED - Wednesday 29th October 08
- Me, Myself, and I
- Jenny is in love with Sam, however Sam does not feel the same.
This is the story of her struggle through life with a Dad who has cancer & a mother who she feels, does not love her.
[it doesn't say in the story-i wanted to see who would figure it out-but Jenny has an eating disorder. No one did figure it out.]
"His kisses became deeper; like he was pouring all the rage he had felt for me into them. I couldn’t control my breathing, it came out in uneven gasps and I could feel my heart thrumming against my rib cage. Heat flooded through me as I realised what was settled against my thigh. I could feel the sharp little hairs on his face against mine and I was shocked at how much he was making me desire him and his raw manhood. This was my punishment, my sweet, sweet punishment."
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All the characters are based off people I know.
I could say who but...nah lol.
My aim for Dale was for him to be the sweet Italian who was flawlessly generous in character & impossible not to love.
Sam - Very confused but putting on a hard act. He does not want to be hurt at all & avoids anyone that means so much to him that they could hurt him.
Jenny - A tortured soul who just does not have the world on her side. Unrequited love is her best friend. It also tears her apart.
Lucy - A complete possesive bitch tbh, who doesn't give a shit about anyone but herself.
Fiona - Based on my one true best friend who I have lost due to change. But her character in this is to be that girl I once knew I guess.
My Mother's character, Fathers, Half-brother & sister & Step-fathers characters are made up.
I spend quite some time writing this. The only time I write is at night.
I've never really written anything like this before. As in, describing pain in a metaphorical sense. So I'm not sure whether I'm making such a good job of it tbh.
All opinions are appreachiated, as long as they're realistic.
If you say my work is complete and utter bolix for instance.
I know it's not.
As big-headed as that sounds.
I've seen complete & utter bolix, written by people older than me, & this my lovelies, is no where near as shit.
But anyhoo, have fun reading lak!
P.S. The sweet melodies of Sarah McLaughlan accompanied me alot whilst writing this.
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