Hey Guys,
I know I've been MIA for a long time now and I apologize. I just started again trying to write my stories but something...tragic happened recently and I really don't think you would really care to know the information. Just know that this will probably be the last chapter. One of the main reasons I had a strong love for writing and reading is gone. I was already falling out of love with these stories and I'm sorry again. There may be a small chance I will finish these stories but don't hold your breath. I will however give you the part of the story I was currently working on. If you would like to know what happens in the story you can ask and I will tell. Thank you for your constant love.
Love,
Duckiedemyx
Duckie: Hey. So I have no idea where I'm going with this story, but most of you are still with me so I just want you all to know that I appreciate you guys so much and I love you all.
UPDATE: Hey, Sorry this is taking a long time. I have a lot on my plate right now with starting college and my grandfather being put on hospice. It's been really stressful these last couple weeks and I'm trying to catch up with the two weeks I've missed already. I hope you all are having a fine day though. I'm focusing on my stories right now because I hate that I wait until the last minutes to write it, so I'm trying to get my creative juices flowing and get out of this rut I've put myself in. Plus, writing my stories kind of transfers me to another world and it's one of the times I can actually relax. So thank you all for caring enough to read my stories and write reviews for them. They really help and I'm so grateful to all of you. Thank you.
DOUBLE UPDATE: This is taking forever. I absolutely commend you if you still read this.
FUCK COLLEGE MAN! Ugh, I swear I was never this sleep deprived when I was still in high school. Fuck this stupid computer of mine too. It doesn't work unless it's plugged in. One little wiggle and BAM! Computer turned off. Not to mention I'm missing my tab and w keys. FUCK! Sorry this took forever. HA! Not SORRY because I'm a bitch and hate everyone! UGH!
No really, I give all these excuses but honestly it takes great effort for me to write these chapters. My two stories going on right now is my Merthur and my Drarry and honestly I'm not into those obsessive stages anymore; therefore, it's taking forever. Right now my obsession is Spideypool and so I've been spending all my procrastinating time on reading and watching videos about them. I really want to drop these stories but I will fucking prevail because I'm not a wimp. Honestly this rant is just for people who start to become increasingly disappointed in my stories and wonder why I'm not writing as well or whatever. It's because this couple doesn't excite me anymore. So I apologize. Yet again, sorry but not sorry.
UN-BETA'D
A Twisted Situation Ch. 9
Last Chapter:
"My I inquire as to why you are in the closet?" He asked, returning his gaze towards Harry, yet frequently glancing towards his closet buddy.
"Well Sir I was just-" Harry started but was cut off.
"Not you Potter. I was asking my son." Lucius said, turning towards the boy who was next to Harry.
Harry's eyes grew wide and his head moved so fast he was afraid he'd get whiplash. And indeed, Draco Malfoy was standing next to him. He was staring at Harry with sadness and fear. He was holding Harry's hand.
Draco Fucking Malfoy was holding his hand.
He had just snogged him.
He had a biting fetish.
Harry wanted to die.
Chapter Nine
Harry was pretty sure he had stopped breathing. Draco was staring at the ground, his hand was shaking and he looked like he was about to either cry or scream. He looked up and met Harry's eyes. His grey eyes were clouded with sadness. He opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it and closed his mouth, his teeth biting his lip in nervousness. Harry couldn't stop himself from watching as those pearly whites bit into the soft and swollen red flesh. Without really knowing what he was doing, he reached out and pulled the lip free from the confines of the blondes mouth. Grey eyes looked up into green ones quizzically. Harry didn't know what he was doing, nor did he particularly care at that moment. All he knew was that he wanted to touch those lips again. He leaned forward, focused solely on those lips. He was starting to recall how they had melted with his own. How they were chapped and warm and oh so good. He wanted to bite that lip, sink his teeth in to the point where it would start to bleed. Then he'd lap at the warm liquid that spilled from it. He wanted to hear those gasps and those groans. Oh how he wanted to make Malfoy moan. However he couldn't. Because the next thing he knew, he was being pulled back by his cloak and landed roughly on the ground.
"What exactly do you think you are doing Mister Potter?" Lucius asked, his steely grey eyes looking down on him. Harry blinked a couple of times, opening and closing his mouth before he finally looked at Draco then Lucius again.
"I'm sorry Sir. I don't know what came over me." he said, getting up and dusting himself off. Lucius continued to glower at him and when Harry glanced over at Draco the boy looked a mix better confused and disappointed.