deuce Blog and Journals

The night progressed into the early hours of the morning. Everyone was drunk apart from me and Matthew was tipsy. Matthew seemed to have disappeared. Making my way to the kitchen I saw Deuce making out with some girl. Instantly my heart shattered. I couldn't stand being in the crowded house anymore. It seemed that the more I wanted to get out the more people got in my way. Finally I got out and started to make my way down the garden path.

 "Where are you going?" A familiar voice asked, I turned on my heel and saw that it was Matthew who asked.

 "Yeah, just needed some fresh air." I said lying through the skin of my teeth. I knew from the moment the words passed my lips he would be able to tell that I was lying. He can read me like a book. Simply he shrugged and opened his arms.

 "Hug?"

 "No thanks"

 "Are you sure?" His arms were still open. At first I hesitated but I ended up going into his arms that looked extremely inviting. Wrapping his arms around me he pulled me closer into his chest. Breathing in I took in his sent which was slightly tainted by alcohol. Gently his thumb rubbed against my arm causing a small smile to develop on my lips.

 "So are you going to tell me what's troubling you?" He asked after a while of silence between us.

 "It doesn't matter; it's just me being stupid"

 "Fine, if you say so" He knew that my mind was made up and I wasn't going to tell him. With my head still resting my head on his chest I listened to his heartbeat.

 "Do you want to spend the rest of the night at mine? We can make it like old times."

 "I'd love to" We made our way to his house. I hadn't visited his house seen as I've been helping Hollywood Undead with their album which has been taking up a lot of my time.

 Matthew turned on his heel to face me.

"So what did we used to do first?" I thought for a minute about what we used to do when he invited me over for sleepovers.

  "Drive you mum insane with the amount of talking we did" He chuckled slightly, I could tell from the expression that had formed on his face that he was thinking back, a slight smile was touching the edge of his lips. We talked for what seemed hours in the living room; I had a rant about how much Hollywood Undead were driving me up the wall and he had a rant about the rest of Avenged getting on his nerves at times. Afterwards we watched one of his many horror films, during which I started to feel time.

 "Bed time" Matthew exclaimed after he noticed me nodding off. Simply I nodded expecting him to move off of the sofa so I could bed down for the night. "Come on then" He said rising out of the chair, I gave him a questioning look. "Well we're making this like old times and you used to sleep in my room" I wasn't expecting him to come out with that but I went along with it. I never liked sleeping on couches anyway. When I reached his room I was pleasantly surprised, his room was actually clean. As a teenager his room was always extremely messy this resulted in me cleaning it if I stayed over for the night.

 "Now if I remember correctly you can't sleep on floors 'cause it gives you a bad back"

 "Correct"

 "Looks like you sharing with me without the door being open" I nodded, his mum used to always insist on the door being open because she thought if it wasn't something would go on between us.

 He stripped to his boxers and climbed into his bed. Making my way over to his closet I stumbled some of his weights but soon regained by balance. I heard a chuckle.

 "What?"

 "You've always been prone to accidents" I stuck my tongue out at him. Shaking his head with a smile he put his hands behind his head. I got a T-shirt out of his closet and changed into it making sure that Matthew was looking the other way. Soon I was in a deep sleep next to him despite his loud snoring.  

 Waking up I sat bolt right up in his bed after having a nightmare. Recently nightmares have been plaguing my dreams causing me lack of sleep. I felt Matthew sit up beside me in the darkness.

 "What's wrong?"

 "Nightmare" I simply said. He said nothing, just carefully pulled me down so I was lying back down and started to stroke my head. He was quite close to me; soon I was back in the land of nod.

Taster of new story I may write:

The Art of Subconscious Illusion

 Waking up the vampire slowly rose out of her bed after being woken by her human tenant. A low growl formed in her throat. Opening the room door she saw him grinning innocently. This instantly put her in a good mood. She brushed past him and went downstairs into the kitchen and started to make what was to her breakfast to make her look human. The food that she made tasted bland. All she wanted was blood. The tenant came bounding down the stairs like a five year old when it's Christmas eager to open the presents that have been laid under the Christmas tree. Jumping next to her he changed the channel on the TV. Slowly she breathed in his candy like sent. Temptation started to take over her body like a fire inside her. She could bite him within a second, taste his sweet blood and he wouldn't be able to stop her. Digging her nails into her arm trying to stop the temptation only made her lust for blood become more alive and thrive more inside. The time was coming to where she knew that she wouldn't be able to control herself.

It wasn’t long till Matthew came over with the coffees and sat where Deuce was. As I was drinking my coffee I couldn’t help but stare into his beautiful green eyes. Mesmerised by them I felt him place his hand on top of mine. Snapping out of it I looked down at his hand. Smiling I looked back up at him. Again his more than perfect smile spread across his face. Time passed quickly. We got onto the subject of when we were kids; we’ve known each other since we were toddlers. It was quite comforting revisiting these memories, knowing that we’ve been through a lot together and stayed strong and good friends throughout.

 Each time my eyes laid on his face I can’t help but see him as a teenager seen as that was the most memories I had of him at that time in our lives.

 Soon after that we went shopping. He dragged me to the shops he wanted to go into and I did the same, but not literally of course. Flicking through a rack of clothes I picked out a dress with floral design printed on and held it against Matthew.

 “I think this is totally you” he gave me a look as though I had lost all of my sanity. Then it sunk in that I was having a joke. With a smile he took the dress off of me and made his way to the dressing room with me following. It was taking him quite a while to put the dress on.

 “Are you ok in there?” I simply asked.

 “No, I can’t get the fucking zip up”

 “Want me to help?”

 “Yeah” I opened the curtain slightly and went into the changing cubical then close the curtain behind me. Tugging on the zip I only managed to fasten it a bit.

 “Suck your gut in”

 “What gut?”

 “This gut” I said reaching under his arm and gently tapping his stomach.

 “That’s muscle” I looked at him with a look showing that I didn’t believe him. He just gave me an innocent look and then breathed in as I pulled up the zip.

 “Give us a twirl then” he did as I said while I laughed. “Suits you” I said laughing.

 “Now to get it off” it took us quite a while to get the dress off without ripping it. Afterwards we finished off our little shopping trip. Matthew took me home. When I entered the living room all of Hollywood Undead was sat about watching TV. Seen as there wasn’t a spare seat i made my way over the Deuce and sat on his lap. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I whined a bit seen as I was comfortable how I was.

 “How was your date?” J-Dog piped up, I rolled my eyes seen as it was typical of him.

 “If you’re referring to me spending time with Matthew which was not it a dare, it was fun”

 “Fun?” Da Kurlzz said trying to make something of it.

 “Yes fun. And not in the way that your trying to imply” I said a bit agitated.

 “Anyways, tonight we’re holding a house party” Deuce said changing the subject quickly.

 “We had a piss up last night so why do you want another?”

 “While you were gone we finished writing all the songs to our album so we thought it was a cause for celebration”

 “Any excuse” I said shaking my head. Looking at me he gave a quick grin, I just smiled back.

 “Do you mind if I invite Matthew and that lot?”

 “Not at all, need a catch up with them anyway”

 “Cool” I got up off of Deuce’s lap and called Matthew and the guy’s house. Matthew answered the phone, which I was glad about. Just the sound of his voice alone made me smile. He agreed to come over with the guys. After I got off of the phone I made the place look presentable even though it will look like a bomb will have hit it in the morning, then I went for a shower and got ready for the night ahead.

 It didn’t seem long till people started to arrive and the drinks started flowing. Avenged came bang on time Both Avenged and Hollywood Undead had a catch up with each other. While they were talking they kept looking over at me for some reason. Afterwards Matthew came wandering over to me and stood in front of me. Greeting him with a smile I took a sip of lemonade.

 “Wow not joining in with the drinking?” he said trying to sound surprised.

 “No, I can’t be bothered with the hangover in the morning”

 “Fair do’s” he said with a slight chuckle.

When he got to the club house he ordered some drinks (Of course mine would be non alcoholic) while I made my way to the seat by the window. Everyone who was in there were greeting him by name, I couldn’t help but laugh.

 “Shut up” Matthew said with a fake glare in my direction.

 “Make me” I said giggling at how obvious the fake glare was. As he approached me, I back away which caused me to fall onto the couch that was behind me. Soon he was tickling me resulting in my sides hurting from the amount of laughing I did. When he stopped he looked at me with a serious expression on his face which was again obviously fake. Unfortunately for him he can’t act to save his life but it makes it a whole lot cuter when he tries to. All of Matthew’s friends were looking at what we were doing with a puzzled look across their faces.

 “Are you going to stop laughing at me now?”

 “Yes sir” I said with a quick salute and then burst out laughing again. Matthew raised one eyebrow.  

 “I don’t think I should give you this” he said raising the glass of Coca-Cola he’d bought me.

 “I think that you should” slowly he shook his head and gave me the glass.

 Leaving me Matthew made his way over to his friends.

 “Just leave me here on my own like a loner”

 “You’re the one who stayed there” he said with his back to me. Simply I stuck my tongue out at him.

 “Even though I’ve got my back to you I still know what you’re doing”

 “How?

 “Magic” he said turning his head which had a slight smirk plastered on his lips.

 “Piss off your just plain weird” I made my way over to him quickly and stood at his side.

 “Love you too” he said in a sarcastic tone. I felt his hand gently touch my shoulder as he pulled me closer to him. It was quite a while before we left seen as Matthew and his new found friends were having a catch up session. Seen as I found the whole convocation boring I didn’t bother paying any attention and making any remarks about Matthew.  When we got into town the place was packed.

 “So where to first”
“I don’t know, want to go for a coffee?” Matthew nodded as an answer. As he was walking in front of me I couldn’t help but jump onto his back for a piggy back ride. His hands grabbed my legs gently and he adjusted me so I would be more comfortable. My arms wrapped around his neck as his walked.

 When we got to Star Bucks I sat down and waited for Matthew to come back with the coffees. As I was doing so Deuce came and sat opposite me. When I started to like either Matthew or Deuce the other would appear out of what seemed to be no-where causing me to like them just as much as the other. This always seemed to happen for some reason. Seen as I wasn’t expecting Deuce to be in town I questioned him. “What are you doing here then?” I simply asked.

 “I got bored” he simply said. To be honest I never really know what to say around him, it’s like I’m taking back to being a teenager that has a crush on some famous guy and gets to meet them, it’s quite strange that he has this effect on me. Instead of trying to think of something to say to him I decide to say nothing and hope that he will strike up convocation. He rose out of the chair he was briefly sat in and started to walk away.

 “Aren’t you forgetting something?” he made his way back and hugged me, I hugged back trying to keep my arms around him as long as possible. Slowly he pulled away from me.

 “Bye” a small smile started to curve the sides of his mouth.

 “Cya” I watched as he walked away from me.

 Staggering across the room trying to keep my balance I stumbled into somebody. Their arms wrapped tightly round me. I tried to get free but was unable to. Waves of tiredness came over me as I started to relax into the arms of my capture. Looking up I saw it was my mate Deuce who was slightly swaying due to the amount of alcohol he had drank. Music was blaring out of the stereo. Deuce tried to dance but ended up falling, taking me with him. Banging his head he was out for the count. Quickly I fell asleep on his chest, not disturbed by everyone around us.

 When I woke, I was still lying on Deuce who was still asleep. Carefully I got up, making sure I wouldn’t wake him. Stale alcohol lingered in the air causing me to feel sick. Stepping over the rest of Hollywood Undead I made my way into the kitchen. Quickly I searched the draws for painkillers. I took some and also put some out for the others on the coffee table. For a while I watched TV but with the volume on low. After a while they started to stir. Naturally I took no notice of them. They all took the painkillers I left out for them and kept quiet. I knew that I should stay quiet with the mood that they were in. As Deuce sat beside me the smell of stale alcohol became a lot more powerful causing me to gag. He just chuckled at my reaction and pulled me closer to him. By now I was used to the smell so I simply rested my head gently on his chest. My wretched hangover was finally starting to go when there was a knock at the door. All the guys looked at me to go and answer the door. Getting up I rolled my eyes at their laziness. When I opened the door it revealed that my good friend Matthew (lead singer of A7X) was standing there. His signature smile graced his face. I stepped aside. Swiftly he brushed past me and stood in the hallway. Only when I looked back at him I realised he was in one of his many golfing outfits.

 “You’re obsessed” he stuck his tongue out at me. “Child” he simply grinned at me and picked me up, taking advantage of our height difference.

 “Put me down!” I said trying to wriggle free.

 “No I’m a child” he said like a five year old. I shook my head at him immaturity, but if he wasn’t kind of immature it wouldn’t be him and the Matthew that I’ve grown to love. Suddenly he started to spin around in circles gradually getting faster. Gripping his shirt I literally begged him to stop and put me down. Eventually he stopped and put me back on the ground, but he had to catch me seen as I felt dizzy. I saw that all of Hollywood Undead had come into the hall and were watching what me and Matthew were up to. This was the first time that they had seen Matthew in his golfing outfit, they just burst out laughing. Simply Matthew just stood there watching their extremely rude reaction. He turned to me.

 “Do I look that stupid?”

 “No, you look fine” I said while straightening his collar. When I finished I slowly looked up. A small smile graced his perfect lips as a thank you. By now Hollywood Undead had calmed down.

 “Anyways, do you want to come golfing with me?” He asked addressing me. I just nodded as an answer.

 “Cool” he turned on his heel and made his way towards the door. I followed like a lost sheep. I knew that someone was bound to say something and sure enough they did.

 “Remember to keep hold of Matty boy’s hand and don’t talk to strangers” J-Dog said. In reaction I gave him the V-sign.

 “Well if you’re going to be like that I won’t allow you to out with your lover boy”

 “He isn’t my lover boy”

 “Whatever”

 “Piss off J-Dog” I said making my way out of the front door and shutting it behind me.

 It was a quick journey to the golf course seen as me and Matthew didn’t stop talking about random things. During this time we made a $500 bet on the game to make it more interesting. To be honest he was rubbish, the swings that he took were pathetic and his posture when attempting to take a swing was all wrong causing him to be off target. In the end I won the bet but refused to take his money but he made me take it and told me to get something nice for myself. As a thank you I hugged him. His arms wrapped tightly round me forming a hug making me feel secure even though there was no need for me to feel like that.

 “Come on lets go spend you winnings” Matthew said walking away, leaving me to cart the golf clubs back to the car. “Get your fucking arse back here!” He turned to face me with a questioning look on his face, which was quite cute. Simply I pointed at the golf clubs. Walking back over to me he chuckled.

 “Your too weak” He said when he approached me.

 “Well I’m sorry I don’t want the M.Shadows look” he shook his head with a smile. He threw the bag over one shoulder and put me over the other. I knew that it didn’t matter how much I ranted about him carrying me so I decided to keep quiet. Suddenly he dropped me and caught me at my feet. I couldn’t help but scream as he laughed at my reaction. Unfortunately I couldn’t grab onto him because of where my hands were. After a while he put me down but kept me close to his side.

This is a story that Ive been writing when bored in class and shit like that. Sorry I keep writing like loads of different stories but I keep getting writers block. Its a right bitch lol. Anyways comment (Y).

Went down to the Strip today. Not with my friends, not by myself-- normally it's one of the two, but with my Mom! :-) I even got her to take the buses with me to get down there from our house. I'll speed up this story or writing, whatever you'd like to call it a bit! So, we get down to Las Vegas Blvd., hungry and we enter the casino to get a bite to eat. As we were walking through the casino, we pass several gift shops on carts. One in particular caught my attention, though... Why? Hmm, well because it was filled with Marilyn Monroe collectables!
Of course being the huge Marilyn fan that I am, we had to stop. I checked out every item. I left with a Marilyn Monroe fake drivers license and a mousepad with her face in the center. I have not decided if I'm going to actually use it as a mousepad or hang it up in my room with the others as a picture.
After we ate, we headed to Planet Hollywood to browse shops and whatnot. Went to Urban- not much new stuff except for this tank top that at the top had the color red dripping down fading to white that I thought about buying since it was on sale, but decided not to. We then left PH and proceeded to the Deuce double-decker bus to take us back out of the Strip.

^That's what it looks like. It's such a fun bus to ride and I was especailly happy that my mom finally rode it! She thought it was pretty cool.
Oh, and at one of our bus stops on the way down to the Strip, my mom took a couple polaroids of me that I'm quite fond of..

^These two side-by-side remind me of mugshots. I love it.