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2016-09-02
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2026-05-05
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We Fall Apart Together.

Summary:

For a moment she forgets her painting, forgets everything except the sound of the song and the lyrics and Trent

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A Few Quick Notes:

So I mentioned writing these in a few of my other fics and yeah it happened.

Some chapters will be longer, some shorter.

Janes 18 in this and Trents 23 given the 5 year gap between them.

Set in the 1990s obviously lol

I'll be updating this, but it might be slow updates.

Review please???

:)

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Have My Everything.

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She doesn't think about it as she moves the brush over the canvas painting darkened eyes looking back at her. Eyes rimmed in white to define them from the darkness surrounding them.

Shes been doing this.

Painting images filled with darkness, and only a small glimmer of light peeking out from it. Barely showing through, as if clinging to some final breath to survive before devoured by the darkness around it.

She knows its depressive to think of it like that, but theres an odd and strange beauty in it at the same time.

A dark, sinister aspect that makes it pretty cool and haunting in a good way.

Blue eyes looked at the image in front of her, as the brush glided over the surface, bringing her thought to life before her eyes.

She can Trent on the other side of the wall.

Hear the stereo playing the Downward spiral for the fourth time and hear the sound of Each lyric through the wall.

I wanna feel you from the inside.

A smirk slowly creeps across her lips as she keeps painting, humming along with the song filling her ears and his room.

You can have the hate that it brings.

Words she can relate to, that hit home sometimes when she's alone in her room like she is right now.

Slender fingers grasp the brush as she hears the words, hears the music that sounds hauntingly hypnotic, the sound of the music getting louder I wanna fuck you.....

For a moment she forgets her painting, forgets everything except the sound of the song and the lyrics and Trent and she feels warm suddenly. Hot and wanting before she shakes her head and forces herself to focus on her painting again.