We All Bleed Red Song Novels & Stories

I let it pour, wetting my shirt as I cried everything out. I Katherine Thawne, has never been hurt this way before. It felt new...and it raw. Indeed, Heartbreak is the father of all prickled needles. TBC

The screams that erupted inside the covered gym were deafening. I gasped as he began playing the intro: Look at the stars Look how they shine for you and everything you do yeah, they were all yellow I came along I wrote a song for you and all the things you do And it was all yellow.. The screams around me grew louder, especially when he looked towards the audience as if searching for someone to sing to. I held my breath tightly as our eyes met.. Your skin, Oh yeah, your skin and bones turn into something beautiful you know

"Always the last one. But I can promise you this, Hols. I'm never gonna give you up." Thane snorted. "I'm never gonna let you down." "Never gonna run around and desert you." A new voice joined in. We all spun around. Lukas had his hand on his chest, his other outstretched in my direction. Grumpy growled, flipped the redheaded man off. "Shove it, newbie!" Ari laughed. "Never gonna make you cry." "Oh, I love this song! Never gonna say goodbye," Drace joined in. "Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you," they all sang in unison.

Even when you're crying, you're beautiful too The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood You're my downfall, you're my muse My worst distraction, my rhythm, and blues I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you You're my end and my beginning Even when I lose, I'm winning 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you, oh-oh Give me all of you, oh Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts

His words caused thunder in broad daylight. …what? His friend also squatted down. He poked the red liquid on the ground and sniffed it. "Yes. It's animal blood. We're both hunters, so we're very familiar with this smell." He then glanced at Thea. "You didn't lie to us, did you?"

"Live with me till the dooms day, We will laugh and sway the pain away. Your touch instilled me with life feel my heart and listen to your name, It's you only you, not the other way. Come closer, Come closer! Live by my side, I want you each day and night. My hearts beating and that's all because of you, you made me smile and send away all the blues. I was knowing just dark and blue, you made my life turn purple, pink, yellow, red and every colour I do know. Be by my side and will sway all the pain, we will be dancing in the rain.

Swallowing hard, I finally voiced out; " It is extremely rude to keep my date waiting." Leaving him there I made my way to the car which was already opened, hopped in and in about 3 minutes we had zoomed off. The ride was quiet, so I took the initiative to play something soothing, nerves calming and tension easing. I played Heaven by Julia Michaels. "You know I would not want to interpret this song." I said to him. "Why?" He asked— his eyes fixed on the road. "Cause it will speak of us— Troy is a good guy and yet here you are— the big bad wolf. Though I doubt you will ever think of bringing heaven to me. I mean you're Shaun Vance."

What fucking bullshit is the Shit Witch going to throw at me now? “Bum bum bum bum. Painting the roses red. We’re painting the roses red. We dare not stop, or waste a drop. So let the paint be spread. We’re painting the roses reeeed. We’re painting the roses red. Oh, painting the roses red. And many a tear be shed, because we know, they’ll cease to grow. In fact, they’ll soon be dead. NOOOOO… And yet we go ahead, painting the roses red. Painting the roses red. We’re painting the roses red.” A trio of voices sang as I saw shadows of you guess it PLAYING CARDS! “OH FUCK NO! I’ll kill them all!” I clenched my hands into fists, pocketing the watch for the moment.

I let the liquid drip into Neal's wound. Then I sang. It was not a song of words. It was a song of feeling. Of love. Of hope. Of the bond that connected us, the three of us, one soul in three bodies. I poured everything I had into that song. Every memory. Every promise. Every fear. Every hope. The black lines on Neal's neck stopped spreading. They trembled. They twisted. They pulled back, just a fraction. I sang louder.

Chapter Seventeen Nina “This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on Starting right now I'll be strong I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me!” My voice echoed as I hummed the uplifting lyrics of the song title “Fight Song” by Rachel Platten while I mopped the sticky floor of the dungeon using both my normal and wounded hands.