![]() ![]() "How come we never hooked up?" Jax asks after Slash's solo.Īt first, she isn't sure she heard the question or really that he was speaking to her. But she can't resist the urge to hum along softly to "Sweet Child O' Mine". She prefers something more sensual – relaxed. The laugher from her peers drowns out some of the music playing and Aubrey thinks she has never been a fan of rock n roll. She can hear the mosquitos humming nearby and even swats at a few while trying not to look like an idiot. She can tell he is looking at her with the aid of the moonlight and the faint glow of the fire a few feet away. ![]() The flame goes out and Aubrey leans back against the tree and Jax takes a long drag of the donated cigarette and it's quiet between them. His blue eyes look hardened from whatever he has gotten tangled up into in the last year. She can tell he is stressed and irritated. She watches as the flames illuminate both of their faces in the moonlight. He doesn't need to ask for a lighter as she has hers out and ignites it. "You mind if I bum one?" Jax asks quietly as he crosses his feet in front of him.Īubrey digs into her pockets as she takes out her full pack and lets him pick out his stick. She's hit with the smell of leather, smoke, and something else she doesn't recognize. She rolls her eyes as the girl could at least wait until they were in private to wash their dirty laundry.Īubrey is away from the crowd and hidden by some trees smoking a cigarette when she hears the crunch of twigs and some leaves before a figure approaches her. Yet, something had happened between the time they had arrived until now, as she can hear Tara's high-pitched shrill and Jax's low timbre telling her to calm the fuck down. The insignia is a foreboding symbol and it's strange seeing it up close. So she doesn't see why it would be now especially as she hears his club has parties practically every day.īut everyone had watched in awe as Tara had ridden in on the back of his bike, and he was sporting proudly that leather kutte that displays his club's emblem on the leather. From what she heard, high school or its functions weren't much of a priority when he was a registered student. She would think anything high school-related would be in his rearview mirror. As after all, the statute of limitation is seven years.Įven more, she's surprised Jax had tagged along with Tara to this rite of passage. Aubrey files that away for future blackmail use. She's surprised that Hale even showed up with his current girlfriend, Holly, and the future deputy is even partaking in some underage drinking. And it's a good party with an even better turnout. The one thing they had in this tiny town.Īubrey knows this will be her last party as it won't make sense for her to come back after graduation. This shit is bananas.But it seems it was just a treasured place for the youth. this is ridiculous good Comment by Austin Stump Love how your guys' sound has evolved Comment by echoesfromyesterdayĭoesn't disappoint. God what I'd give to play a show with you guys! Comment by BigBang93īreakdown sounds like pantera's domination. Spit venom! Comment by PaperAirplaneMusic It's probably the best thing that has ever happened to me, lol Comment by Tyler "tv party" LosheĮrrrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Comment by Chrislemons94 I would just like to thank you guys for making music. MmmmmMMMmMmMmmmMmMMmMmmmMmMMMmmMm Comment by patthefat95 I keep expecting clean vocals to kick in here. My boyfriend listens to this haha lol Comment by TheZeeEffectįucking perfect. Take the lead, a foot on the floor - one in the grave.Ĭan't you see we're destined to deserve this?įollow me, a foot on the floor - one in the grave.Ĭan't you see we're dancing with the devil? ![]() On to the next foolish victim waiting in line to sign away their life. Something about the way you say, nothing can overcome this pain sounds like the devils poisoned reckoning.Įvery wounded lover has the feeling they'll never heal.Įvery ruined romance leaves the stain of regret. I have never known a dream to transcend reality without a reason to retreat. There's something about the way you say I will never see the day when love becomes my only saving grace.īeneath the moonlight, you seem so lovely. I've become a man devoid of trust in anyone who wasn't bound by blood, for water only proves thicker in our tears. Wait for the right time to strike, then spit your venom. Something about the way, something about the way you say that love can't save, sounds like the whisper of a snake. I need a makeshift lover like a bullet in the head, ![]()
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