Theory Of A Deadman

    “It’s cutethat you actually think that I would let that do that. We’re sharing or you’re on the floor.”

"Hmmm..." Jc hummed as he switched positions to lay on his stomach. "I think not." His lengthy arms and legs reached for the corners of the bed as much as he could. "I think I'll take the bed."

The sound of his doorbell pierced his thoughts, his decision teetering between getting up and answering or just sitting, abandoning whoever was at the door. It was most likely one of his friends, who he hadn’t contacted since right after Juliet left him. As they were probably getting worried and Landon didn’t want them bothering him multiple times, he pushed his body from the ground, clutching the girl’s shirt in one hand still. His steps wavered, as he hadn’t done much walking in the past few days, and his toned muscles cramped from sitting in the same position for long periods of time. Since the breakup he hadn’t cried. He wanted to cry, as it seemed like the right thing to do. He should cry, because he lost someone important to him. But he just couldn’t find the tears to release. Instead, dark circles took under his eyes, his chocolate hues turned a dark shade, almost to match the pupil. As he fumbled with the knob, he opened the door, only to see a retreating back. But it was familiar enough to him. “Juliet?” His voice was feeble from being unused, so he tried again after clearing his throat. “Juliet?” He didn’t know what would happen if she turned to face him. Would he rather see the face of a girl who’d moved on, or a broken one?

Juliet was concerned for how he might have looked. Maybe he moved on and didn't really need her? What if another girl answered the door for him? She always felt like she was holding him back but if someone else was there, She'd know where she stood in his life. But what if he was just as bad as she was? Thoughts of the possible scenarios ran through her mind, Each heartbreaking. Hearing a voice from behind her made Juliet freeze in her tracks. "I-" Her voice was caught in her throat as she turned around slowly to face the males voice. "Yeah.." She took in his appearance, Relieved but worried to see him the way he was. "I, Uh, I brought your stuff." She managed to speak. "A-Are you okay?" Her voice was soft, Walking closer to the door and him. Leaving an explanation was planned but forgotten. Her heart continued to tear at itself for seeing what she was the sole problem of; Another reason she believed she didn't deserve him. Juliets' legs felt weak. Her body had the feeling of collapsing in front of him to beg for forgiveness on her knees.

Kacey let his emotions guide him and allowed her moan encourage him to keep up with the kisses. He kissed her soft skin, trailing to her neck and sucking softly. “My Sweetheart.” He whispered in her ear between kisses.

Venice tilted her head to the side to allow Kacey more access to the crook of her neck. "Hmmmm," She hummed out as her fingers tangled themselves into his soft hair.

    “Surprisingly? Aren’t all beds kind of comfortable?”

"I'd say so. But that's a warning that I'm taking over your whole bed."

"You have me under your spell and I don’t want it to ever break. You complete me, Venice. You are my heart and soul and I love you so much. I just had to tell you." Kacey kissed her lips and then down her jaw.

"I love you, Kacey. I am completely head over heels for you. I'm in love with you. I'm in so deep, I don't think I could ever escape." Venice kissed back with passion, A small moan slipping from between her lips as his kiss went down.

It hurt. Everything hurt. Currently, Landon was a crumpled mess, as he had been for the past few days. He’d rarely moved from his position leaned against one of the walls of his room. Surprisingly, his room was nearly pristine, but that was to be expected, not having touched anything really. His knees were curled to his chest, and in his fists an old t-shirt was balled, one that was all too familiar to him. It was one that she had left there. It was a vivid memory of his, the first night she’d ever stayed over. She’d quickly traded her shirt for one of his, not that Landon minded. Somehow the light blue shirt had been forgotten, eventually wedged under his dresser. It was only yesterday when he’d found it, but since then he hadn’t let go. It was something of hers, possibly the only thing he had left of her. The whole thing happened so suddenly, she hadn’t even said goodbye to him. She just disappeared, leaving a note saying not to expect her back. The small white paper was still laying on his nightstand; just looking at it brought a churning feeling to his stomach. So he sat, because for some reason, it numbed the pain.

Juliet sat in her car as a few tears slipped her eyes. She was parked in front of Landons place with a few of his things. After having all her stuff back, She felt it would be wrong to keep his. Her breathing began to return to normal but her eyes were still red and puffy. A sigh escaped the girls lips when she grabbed the box in the passenger seat. "Here goes nothing." Juliet spoke to herself as she made her way to his front door. After a few knocks, Her petite body stepped back. Her chest felt empty and weak looking at the box. There wasn't many items but there was enough to make yet another tear slip. If just looking at his stuff had her in tears, What would actually seeing him do to her? Juliet didnt really want to find out anymore. She could always ship him his stuff, Right? Her arms held the box close to her body, His scent still freshly infused into the shirt. It made her feel calm as she turned her body back in the direction to her car.

Kacey smile’s grew and he fell even more in love with her. He was actually speechless at the moment so he tilted up her chin and kissed her with all the love he could muster.

Venice smiled into the kiss, Loving how his simple touch made her the happiest she's ever been. He was that piece of her that people claimed you never knew was missing till you find it. And thank god for her; He was right next to her.

WHO WOULDNT WANT FETUS MATTHEW ESPINOSA ON THEIR BLOG???

Kacey nodded slightly. “That would be absolutely amazing.” Kacey shivered in delight. “You are so beautiful.” Kacey caressed her cheek, noticing a light blush. “I do aim to please. You bring out the best in me and you deserve to feel loved.” Kacey loved Venice deeply. “You are my Sweetheart.” He gazed lovingly into her eyes.

"And you are so handsome and amazing." Venice complimented right back. Hearing howshe brings out the best in him made her snuggle into his chest. "And you are my Prince." She looked back into his eyes.

"Your kisses are what make my day." Kacey’s hands rubbed along her hips. "Great! Hopefully we have some time then because I am addicted to you with no hope of recovery." Kacey continued kissing her passionately.

"Oh really? I might just have to give you more than what I already do." Venice blushed lightly at the compliment. "I love when you talk to me like that. It's so sweet yet so sexy at the same exact time."

"Oh no, I’m positive," she said, swatting his hand away from his hair. "Stooooop," Kayt whined, pouting at him.

"You're so frustrating, I swear." Darren glared at her from the corner of his eyes. "I look like a dork, I can't look like that."

Kacey let out a quiet moan. “I love your laugh.” He mumbled against her lips as he teased the hem of her shirt with his fingers. “Is anyone home?” Kacey’s tongue poked out to lick her lip.

"And I love your kisses." Her fingertips played with the tips of his hair. "I don't think so. JC shouldn't be home till noon." Venice didn't know what time it currently was, But she didn't seem to care with Kacey around.