i just cant finish this story. it didnt quite come the way i wanted it to.
here the end. joanna lies to stephanie. why she doesnt know. because she wants someone to like her but they fall in love. then joanna is trapped not knowing how to gewt ou. stephanie is hurt and she should be. she thinks joanna ly but she didnt. joanna loves her and loves her but she was selfish. stephanie leaves joanna and finds someone else who is amazing and who she deserves and joanna lives her life try to shake stephanie. because she loved stephanie so much she cant love anyone else. joanna wishes for stephanie back and im not sure if stephanie will come back but still joanna wishes.\

Chapter 8

Joanna sat down with a thump on the rough, wooden park bench. She grumbled to herself and shoved her hands in her warm jacket pockets. Tears threatened the rim of her eyes but she shook her head and got up and paced. She remembered Stephanie talking about past relationships but Joanna had assumed with women. When they were together, she didn’t seem to falter or stumble of what to do or how to act. She seemed comfortable with being with another women. Her mind raced over the image of Stephanie seeing mike. Did she love him? Her heart became angry and burden. She hated him, but what for? He had done nothing to her. He wasn’t a bad looking guy. He was a little awkward and off center, but over all a handsome man. Anger pulsed threw her. He had been with her and that bugged Joanna. She wanted Stephanie all for herself but it would never be that way. He had been with her. Joanna let tears come down her face. She sat down hard and buried her face in her hands and wept. All she wanted was Stephanie, but now she didn’t even know if she still had that. He cell phone rang and Joanna jumped slightly as she pulled her phone out and answered it.

Chapter 7

Joanna woke up and fluttered her eyes open. She felt a soft kiss and pulled Stephanie closer to her and sunk into it. Stephanie jumped up and stretched. Joanna moved to her back and put her hands behind her head and followed the line that traced along Stephanie’s breasts.
“Let’s go swimming

Chapter 6

Joanna kept running. Faster and faster. She had to keep running. Her lungs burned from the lack of oxygen. Acres on acres went and past until she could see the edge of the woods where pop had told her Stephanie had been over five hours ago. She thought she would give Stephanie time to breathe but five hours! She picked up her pace praying to god nothing had happened. Her feelings and thoughts were mumbled and the only thing yelling in her head was the thought of getting to her. Daniel’s face flashed in Joanna’s mind and she closed her eyes for a second wishing she could stop Stephanie’s reaction she had seen. She had the wrong idea with Daniel. When she reached the woods she jogged through the trees and saw Stephanie sitting peacefully on the ground.

Chapter 5

The first one she met was Harold benjamin senior but, he was known as “pop

im stoppping my story. its in chapter 4 and you dont know what happens but im tired of doing. no one seems to be reading it. thats all

Chapter 4

“Please, please, please

Chapter 3

Stephanie opened her tired and heavy eyes. As she took in her surroundings, she smiled. She was laying on her left side with her hands in front of her and not so much as a foot away Joanna had fallen asleep. She remembered the night. How they had talked and Joanna had to crack some jokes for stephanie to calm down. The monopoly money around the room brought a smile to her face. She remembered how Joanna had bet one full day of attention that she could beat stephanie. Stephanie chuckled. She had one and she had one full 24 hour period today with Joanna. She looked over at the computer where Joanna and her had sat and looked up funny bumper stickers. She had learned a lot about Joanna. The most intriguing is how everyone called her joey. That’s the joey everyone was talking about. She had transferred from Berkley to take a basketball scholarship here and that first day they met she was scoping it out. Stephanie learned that Joanna had 11 brothers and sister ranging from 28 to 4. she smiled at the pictures that Joanna showed her of her 4 year old brother. He was cute and to her Joanna talk it was like he was nothing but perfect. She had this light in her amazing eyes that intrigued stephanie. It was passion, it was tenderness maybe even fierce ness. But whatever it was made stephanie’s fall into her eyes every time. She was pulled back to reality when Joanna shivered and scrunched her 6’2 body into a ball and reached and pulled stephanie close to her. Stpehanie couldn’t exsplain the heat rising throughout her. She felt safe and content there in joannas arms. She saw joanna’s eyes flutter open.

Chapter 2

Stephanie was thinking to herself. All night she couldn’t get Joannas image out of her brain. As she walked down the lobys stairs to cross the hall she tripped and fell. When she shook off what happened she realized it didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would.
“Good thing I broke your fall, huh?

Chapter 1

“Damn it!

devyn sighed hard with her forhead against the locker door. she fought hard against the tears that were fighting her eyes to be released. she shrugged off her coat and hung it in her locker. the cold had stung her bruises and cuts which were starting to worsen from her night in her car. all of a sudden she felt a sharp prickle on the back of her neck. devyn looked down and saw a small, tiny girl who stood royally. her smirck was spreaad across her face. her short legs were bundled under jeans and her arms under a white wool sweater. her shoes were worn and they looked like a pair hope had. ddevyn closed her eyes with the idea that she was wearing hope's stuff.

constant iv drip
as i sit here in this room
loving her always

carianne i miss you baby its been forever

im as gaurded as alcratraz
when i want to be
never been disarmed by girlish charm
so darling you tell me
why do i throw down my weapons
when you smile so harmlessly

i stay calm as Mona Lisa
keep my cool come what may
a perfect picture of composure
so it bothers me to say
i go wild as a picasso
when you talk to me that way

im helpless, im breathless
cant guess, why you get to me
im falling so hopelessly

my life could not be better
my life is a total wreck
cant string to thoughts together
but i can write a love poem in my head

one minute i'm strong and fearless
like a modern day joan of arc
next thing im writing you letters
and dottin my i's with little pink hearts

loves everything and nothing like i thought it'd be
just look at me

it seems like lately crazy is making perfect sense