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Adam's in love with her, but Asher dosen't have a clue. Day to day she
tries so hard and she dosen't know that she dosen't have to. Both are
beautiful in their darkness,consumed by their own fears, of the rejection in love, the pain in love. It has the power to tear them apart or bring them closer togeather,but sadly neither of them have ever been rather
optimistic. Adam loves to take photographs of Asher when she's not
paying attention, she's more beautiful when she's not even trying. Asher loves to paint pictures of Adam using six diffrent shades of brown for
his eyes. Thier both so consumed in their art and in love, each bringing out something more in the other.
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Adam and Asher belonged to each other once, but some things aren't always ment to be,sometimes their ment to be nothing. Asher started painting
landscapes,trying to get into a good college. Adam started taking
photograhs of models, breathtakingly beautiful ones. Asher would come by his apartment to find a girl was always there, she tried to ignore it,but from the scatters of clothes...Deep down inside,she knew. Surely Adam
didn't think she was so foolish, but she stayed buried in her paintings
of the inaniment while he snapped shots of the random women in the bed
that she and Adam used to share. Asher didn't know for sure, maybe they
were just frilly photographs, maybe he was cheating.

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Now Asher was Sure, Adam was Kissing,feeling...but more...He was happy.
More happy then he had ever been with her. Adam looked up from the girl he was lying with, to meet Ashers eyes. She felt the stinging tears
before she felt the dampness on her cheeks. She wanted to run but she
couldn't even move. He was talking to her, excuses dripping like venom
from the fangs of a viper. Lies, all of them, even if she willed herself with all she had she found it impossible to believe anything anymore.
The sky was no longer blue, the grass wasn't green, the sky was falling. Her whole life melted away from her. The woman acted as if Asher had
never opened the door, the woman returned her lips to Adams chest,
lightly,effortlessly. Asher could see him enjoying that moment, so she
regains her power of mobility and she leaves. She leaves him there,with his favorite china doll.
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Asher lays against the outside of his door because she has no other
place to go. She remembers the woman from all the pictures. She's his
favorite one, he photographs her alot. Asher sits and wishes, just once he'd take those magnificent pictures of her.
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Adam appoligized so many times and Asher forgave him,without really
thinking. She just wanted him to be happy, with or without her,loving
her or using her. Asher layed with him, twisting her fingers in his hair like the models in all the pictures. She dressed herself in lace and
silk, with pretty costume pearls. He took pictures of her, looking like another one of his precious china dolls. Then he'd lay with her,
pressing his lips all over her bare skin, so softly that it tickled.
He'd whisper lustful 'I love you's' so sweetly that Asher almost
believed him. He licked honey from her flat stomach and she knew that
love was sweet and wonderful once more. All she had to do was bite all
her feelings back and please him. She would do anything for him,
everything for him. She was his, forever and always.

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She hardly ever painted anymore, for he was never satisfyed and she
didn't want him to go anywhere else for things that he required.
She would give up everything,and anything for him. He was perfect and
finally he would be hers,and maybe she would be his to. At least,for a
little while.
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Adam and Asher were togeather again,in his room, in his bed. He made her feel like heaven,but today he started to get rough. Biting,pulling,
pushing. She screamed in ecstacy at first, then she begged him to slow
down,he wouldn't. She cried so hard, begged him to stop. When he finally did she lay there, in her silk and pearls wondering how this had
happened. This bubble gum pink haired girl wasn't even a shadow of who
she used to be. She was nothing more,not even human, she was a sexual
fantasy. she was still lying there when he came back later,sick with
what was left of herself.
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Asher left after that night,broken inside and out. Wounded and crying
for she had no one left,she had cut everyone out. She left them all for
this misery,and now she's all alone. She never goes back to him.
He's a monster she wishes to erase,but she dosen't think he'll just go
away. She brings a knife back to thier apartment. Just in case.


_The End_