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Defending Forever

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Hello, I'm Heather Ann Lang, I live in Missouri, and always have for my short 15 years of life, I love life and love to live it to the fullest.

For some reason I can't escape the infatuation of the paranormal, it follows me, and i love that it does, I enjoy it, even though it does freak the hell out of me a lot of the time.

Talk to meh, any time. I love to give advice, and just be there, especially if your bored like I am too! :D

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Guess who's back in my life? Bradley.

Thu Nov 26, 2009, 11:07 AM
  • Mood: Compassion
  • Listening to: Sleepless By: Until June
  • Reading: Once a Witch
  • Eating: Thanksgiving food.
  • Drinking: Sherbert and Sprite.
I was a child, a little girl - me. I was wondering where I was and why I hadn't known this place that I was in, but at the same time it felt so familiar. It was a house that was one story and to me it felt so magical. As a child I searched through the home looking for someone to comfort me or at least keep me company. I went into a child's bedroom, a little boy's. The walls were blue and he had a twin size bed with a bucket of toys. The boy who belonged to this room suddenly appeared behind me, he was smiling like I'd known him as a really good friend. I don't recall speaking to him but his eyes said every word that I needed to hear. We stood in his room silently speaking through our eyes and in that moment I realized that we were connected. He smiled. And then I woke up from the dream but I was still in the whole dream.

I was now my actual age and currently being yelled at by my parents for only God knows what. I was sitting outside waiting for someone to come by my house, I saw Bradley drive by but he didn't stop almost as if he was teasing me and then I got a call. It was his older brother. He said he was coming by to tell me something, Justin was coming as well. Ten or so minutes past and they were here, I walked up to the car and there they were, the driver, the middle older brother said, "Hello Heather," and Justin said, "Wow...She's hot." It was embarrassing and Mitchell called incest then slapped Justin. I laughed. Mitchell was telling me about how Bradley would be here in a little while, and how he wanted to tell me something important. Something about tonight, and I was excited to hear what he was going to say. Mitchell made it seem like good news and I was happy that it was. Justin and Mitchell said their good bye's and drove off.

Bradley never came. I went inside my house to lay down and slowly drifted off to sleep, then I woke up from the dream. It was 3:40 A.M. exactly.

After I checked the time, I went and fell back into this dream world and it was like it left off in the same place. Except I wasn't asleep. Bradley was outside my house waiting for me and I snuck-out then determined more than ever to see him. We were going to his house, the car ride was silent and I wasn't sure why, but he did look amazing. From his hair to his shoes, I loved every part about him. He was thinking deeply, I wasn't sure how I could tell but I could and I wondered what. And when he called my name it was more than I could have ever imagined. "Heather, we're here. Wanna come inside and meet the family?" I nodded. And so we went inside and his older brother Mitchell was on the couch watching TV. He's was really goofy, I noticed that.

Bradley left to go do something and I was sitting on the couch with his brother when Justin came in the room, they were all smiling. It was unsettling. Justin wanted me to meet his Mom and Dad and so we went into the basement where the dad was doing some experiment with fog. It looked interesting but not really my thing. Justin introduced me to him and he looked at me with caring eyes, "So it's you." And he looked at Justin skeptically, Justin smiled and the dad laughed and said to himself, "About time." That was the greeting I received, I thought he was a good person to come to for help and then we went back upstairs into the kitchen to meet Mom. She was very pretty and looked happy. She smiled at me like I was already apart of the family and I liked the idea the more I saw. Mom said, " It's wonderful to finally meet you Heather. I've heard quite a bunch about you." And suddenly Bradley appeared at the kitchen entrance, he had a knack for showing up out of nowhere, his Mother was staring at him with a very big genuine smile and went back to pouring her glass with some drink.

At this point after I had been throughout the house. I realized that I had a dream where I was already here. I walked into the exact room where I was before, the room where the little boy and I were. I turned on the light and asked, "Who's room is this?" The boy's wondered why I needed to know, but they answered Bradley. I smiled ironically, "Figures." I walked into the room and Bradley followed behind, still blue walls, still the same twin bed, instead of the bucket of toys it was a computer desk. Some character, and I smiled to myself at the thought.

We were getting closer, more comfortable with each other by the second. And we were now alone in his room like the first dream, but so much more different. I knew what I felt for him, I knew what I wanted but I was being patient. Something that I was somehow good at doing when it came to Bradley. I was looking at Bradley taking him in, trying to remember the contours of his face the color of his hair; his beauty and essence entirely. I knew I wouldn't have been able to though, there was too much to take in, to much to remember, to much to forget. "Ya know, the reason I wanted to know this was your room before was because I had a dream about you. You and I were children.." He was getting closer to me, his hands were around my waist and I wasn't sure if I should continue. But I did, to test him, to test myself. "You were a really cute kid, ya know that? That was the second time I've been in your room mentally and..."

Bradley got so close maybe an inch apart from me now. I stuttered to continue, and then he began to kiss my neck. It was so unexplainable and I was at a loss for words. The way he kissed, god I feel like I can go on for hours about it. It felt so new so real. I felt the butterflies erupting inside of my stomach and I smiled at the creases of my mouth as he traveled up to my jaw and then to my mouth, we kissed. Our lips touched. It was the most...vivid and magical kiss that I've ever had. It was The kiss that I've been waiting for. It was powerful. It was different. It was completing. I felt complete. And when we pulled apart he smiled and so did I. My cheeks were red and it made him smile more. I hid my face with my hands not wanting to show him but he pulled my hands down and kissed me softly. His eyes sent little sensors that made me tingle all over. His perfect smile was..I'm at a loss for words. He made me speechless. The care and love I saw made my heart beat faster.

And I woke up. Dreading the moment I realized it was all a dream. Just another dream. But, the most amazing dream I've ever had. They keep getting better. So much better. These chances that I feel with Bradley are so lovely. I want more. More in reality.

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  • Current Residence: St. Louis, Missouri
  • deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium
  • Interests: Drawing, Reading, Writing, Hangout With Friends, Listening To My iPod, and Talking on my Cell Phone.
  • Favourite movie: Disney's Cinderella
  • Favourite band or musician: Framing Hanely
  • Favourite genre of music: I can't possibly choose one, unless i chose them all!
  • Favourite poet or writer: Shel Silverstein
  • Favourite style of art: Black & White
  • MP3 player of choice: Ipod 5th Generation
  • Favourite game: Legend Of Zelda Ocarnia Of Time [N64]
  • Favourite gaming platform: Wii
  • Favourite cartoon character: Winnie the Pooh
  • Personal Quote: People Come, People Go, But I know, That People That Stick By Me Will Always Be With Me.
  • Tools of the Trade: My Pencils

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:iconfeatherhal123:
ROFL, you're very welcome:]]

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"Last night I lay in bed,
Looking up at the stars in the sky,
And I thought to myself,
Where the hell is the ceiling?"
:iconpurrpelxacc:
[link] ????
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Let me write that down in my "Things I Don't Give a Fuck About" notebook. :]


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:iconfeatherhal123:
ooo, that's coooool.

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"Last night I lay in bed,
Looking up at the stars in the sky,
And I thought to myself,
Where the hell is the ceiling?"
:iconpurrpelxacc:
haha i actually sent you the link cause i don't know what to draw for you
would you like to request something? =]]

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Let me write that down in my "Things I Don't Give a Fuck About" notebook. :]


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:iconfeatherhal123:
Oh really?
You wanna draw me something..? Really..?
You don't have too.

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"Last night I lay in bed,
Looking up at the stars in the sky,
And I thought to myself,
Where the hell is the ceiling?"
:iconpurrpelxacc:
yeah!!
really!!
it's a gift for watching me, everyone gets one including you =]]

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Let me write that down in my "Things I Don't Give a Fuck About" notebook. :]


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