What Doesn't Kill You [Tate]

[astrella abigail anderson]

IT'S HARD FOR ME TO SAY
but I think you've taken my heart away

Ella yawned as she opened her eyes waking up to the sun in her eyes. She rolled over in bed and her one hand landed on a note. She opened it and read it and saw her boyfriend had left for school and would return later. At that moment she really missed him terribly. She sat up in bed and blinked, some tears rolling down her face. She got out of bed and wiped the tears from her face and sniffled still feeling sad. She put on a robe over her nighttime shirt and underwear and walked down the hall to the kitchen.

She made herself something to eat and when it was done, she went into the livingroom and curled up on the couch and turned on the television. She laughed at the funny parts, but inside she was sad. She had been good at this ever since she was young, she could hide her emotions until someone broke her down into submission causing her to spill what she was feeling. She picked up her phone off the end table and texted Tate telling him she missed him and needed to see him. She slid the cover over the keyboard and decided to take a nap.

She slept until about five in the evening and she yawned waking up once more. She decided to get in the shower. She took a half an hour shower and when she got out she went through her closet and pulled out a red colored sundress that was strapless and stopped at her knees. She brushed her hair out and straightened it to her shoulders. She pinned part of it off to the side and added a touch of lipgloss. She was a very simple girl when it came to wearing makeup.

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NOTEZ;
they are simply adorable!
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tatum samson le chance
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[tatum samson le chance]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx723hMZrk1qaswdwo1_500.png); -moz-border-radius: 180px 180px 180px 180px; -webkit-border-radius: 180px 180px 180px 180px; border: solid #80461B 3px; width: 400px; height: 300px;] i just want this moment for life NO I'M NOT LUCKY, I'M BLESSED YES Tate had woke up quite early this morning to get some extra photos for the days photo turn in. He was two pictures off and he needed to get a good grade on this weeks assignment. He had slacked off last week, and barely passed. If he wanted to stay off of academic probation he would need to step up his game and actually put thought into his assignments. This week's assignment was the hardest yet. His professor has instructed the class that they were to take fifteen pictures that symbolized hatred. She was very direct about it not being pictures of things they hated, but of hatred in nature. As Tate left the house with his camera snug around his neck, he let out an irritated sigh. He had already taken pictures of so many things, but as he thought back about it. Nothing seemed like it was good enough. It was all vague things, like a fallen, half melted ice cream cone left on the black top. Tate loved to think up stories about his photographs. He could imagine a brother and sister getting ice cream from a vending man, and the brother knocking it out of the little sisters hand. He imagined the hatred she must have felt towards him. That was how Tate thought. His mind had permanent residence in the clouds. But that was how he was. He liked his way of thinking, what wasn't to like about a boy who was sensitive and creative? His girlfriend loved him the way he was, and that was all that mattered. He and Ella has been together since they were fifteen, Tate had randomly bumped into the beautiful girl and automatically signed he was sorry. He really didn't expect her to sign back. They talked and he found out that her younger brother was deaf. They went out a few times and stayed together ever since. Tate walked by a freshly cut tree stump with an axe in it in one of the lawns between their house and the school. With the sunset behind it it looked magical. Almost like Excalibur. Tate took a picture and ventured off towards the school. He snapped one more photo to reach his fifteen assignment, and he hurried to class. His day consisted of sitting in the photography lab dark room getting his pictures. All of the other students were goofing off as the laid back teacher looked through the photos, asked them questions and gave each student their grade for the week. He was happy to know that one of his classmates was learning ASL and he had asked her to interpret for him when it came down to giving in his photos. Tate didn't mind asking for help. With a smile on his face and his camera in his hand Tate entered the place that he and Ella occupied. Sarah had helped him in class and even though he had only gotten a B+ on his assignment this week, the professor had chosen his photograph of the stump as the best in class, and he was given the chance to choose next week's assignment. He shut the door rather loud, thought he had no idea. Tate set his camera down on the table, and looked around for Ella. Perhaps she had gone out for the day. That would have been great. He could cook something for them, and maybe they could have a movie night. Sit back and watch the Harry Potter marathon that he assumed was playing that night. He peeked into the bedroom and smiled as Ella came into view. He knocked on the wall to get her attention. His hand jumped to work and he mouthed the words he was signing, Glad to see me? Because I sure am glad to see you. His hands returned to his sides and a crooked smile appeared on his lips. MADE BY THE DEAR SIMON <3 | TAGGED, ELLA | WORDS, 673

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[astrella abigail anderson]

IT'S HARD FOR ME TO SAY
but I think you've taken my heart away

Ella bit her lower lip and felt more bright whenever Tate was around her. She had felt this way ever since she was fifteen. She felt like she could do anything when he was around her. She chuckled at what he had signed and she blushed a bright red at the thoughts that had just run through her head and she swallowed. She sucked in a deep breath and shut the door to their room and leaned toward him and kissed him softly but trying to communicate to him that she wanted more. She pulled back and sighed still blushing a tomato red color.

She thought about what they could have for dinner and licked her lips at what she wanted for dinner. She figured Tate would like it as well; she was going to make chicken florentine for dinner. She would make it as soon as they were done in the bedroom they shared together. She walked away from him for only a moment. She turned on the cd player and played a mix cd at a very soft level. She walked back over to him swaying her hips back and forth. She was sad that Tate wouldn’t be able to hear it, but she loved to dance for and with him.

She leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him more fiercely wanting more than just kisses. She trailed her kisses down his face and to his neck where she nipped and bit lightly. She was hoping he got just what she wanted from him that evening. She stepped back and smiled lightly teasing him by pushing the straps off her shoulders and slipped her arms out of them. She stopped and blushed deeply and looked at him nervously.

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NOTEZ;
they are simply adorable!
WERDCOUNT;
291!
TAGSS;
tatum samson le chance
CRED!T;
AMANDA THE PIRATE * at Caution 2.0!

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[tatum samson le chance]

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