But there he meets River. Quiet, shy, terrified, depressed, scared of touch, River. His roommate who looks like he would rather stab him than share a room. But Artimeys tries to get closer, and River can't avoid him forever. He doesn't know why River is there, only that he's been there more than five years. But what happens when River finds himself losing it, and not only in a bad way.
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Maybe
A/N ~* This is of River Marx, isn't he a cutie! But imagine him with a jacket on! *~
I hated booze, alcohol of any and every kin... Read Chapter
Let Me In
A/N ~* This is of Artimeys. Keep the name of the band on his shirt in mind for the following chapters, it's ironic. *~
~River's ... Read Chapter
Opening Up
~River's POV~
I wasn't able to answer him yesterday. He had asked after I had shown him the pictures I kept drawing, but I... Read Chapter
Not Real
A/N ~* Remember the picture of Artimeys? Remember the name of the band on the shirt? Yeah, the horrible irony. *~
~River's POV~
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It's Okay
A/N ~* To me, this is what Dr. Tormun looks like. And sorry for any mistakes at all in this chapter, I was rushed in making it! *~
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Memories Not So Forgotten
A/N ~* Okay, okay! This chapter is all about River and a few of his memories. This girl below is Cecile all grown up. By grown up I mean ... Read Chapter
Thoughts, Thoughts, and More Damn Thoughts
~* Hey, lovelies! I'm so sorry for the lack of updates. It's been what, almost a month or so? God, i am so sorry. But here's a new chapte... Read Chapter
Unexpected
~* Hey, there, long time, yeah? Again, sorry for the late updating, and I hope you like this chapter. This is Cape Primrose. So, whenever... Read Chapter
The Best Present
~* I am so freaking sorry for not updating! :'c I'm going to try and start updating Innocent weekly along with my other stories. School w... Read Chapter
Not Dull Anymore
~River's POV~
Artimeys had explained why he had been gone all of yesterday and never came back at night. He had gone to a ... Read Chapter
Happy Birthday
River
Inside all the bags was a number of art supplies, plus an oversized canvas leaning against the wall. I ha... Read Chapter
Believe Me
Artimeys
It had been four days since River was sent to the hospital. We’d talked on the phone a few times, so I knew he ... Read Chapter
New Year's
Artimeys
Tomorrow was New Year’s Eve. River was still in the hospital, but he would be back in two or three more days. I... Read Chapter
Under the Same Sky
Artimeys
"Artimeys?" There was someone calling my name. Who was it? "Artimeys?" There it was again. I just couldn't place that voice.... Read Chapter
Leaning Tower of Snowmen
Artimeys
The days had passed slowly in the Medical Ward. I wasn’t allowed to have hair ties, or music, or paper, or any phone calls... Read Chapter
That Isn't Love
Artimeys
This is what you’re in love with. This is what you’re in love with. This is what you’re in love with.
It had been ... Read Chapter
Flashbacks
River
“You,” I dared a look up to see the woman’s finger pointed at me. Slowly, I pulled myself from the cold floor, my chains ... Read Chapter
Get Up
Artimeys
“Cecile, it’s almost been a week.”
She sighed and rubbed her temples, her fiery hair framing her face. “You can... Read Chapter
A Little Bit
Artimeys
Every day, he told me just a little more. And I was grateful, even if it was only a sentence; even if it was on the days tha... Read Chapter
Happy
Artimeys
The days came and went. We had created a routine for ourselves. We would wake up and River would skip breakfast; we’d go i... Read Chapter
Charles Porter
Artimeys
“Are you serious? Of course, you can stay with me when you get discharged. I want you to stay with me.”
“You reall... Read Chapter
No Matter the Handicap
River
I was obsessing. Which had been one of the reasons I had refused to learn his name. I hadn’t wanted to obsess over him yet he... Read Chapter
Isobel Amelia Corvone
Artimeys
I didn’t sleep that night. I couldn’t bring myself to lay down as I finished packing the last of my things. This packing... Read Chapter
Guilty
River
The first week had been the hardest. It had become foreign to sleep alone, even though I’d been doing it for years, and it wa... Read Chapter
The End
Artimeys
It was months until I was able to see my mother. Until December, to be exact. I had tried numerous times to see her before t... Read Chapter
