Creative Writing Challenge: Day 1

 Put your iPod on shuffle. Write 250 words + inspired by the first and last lines on the first song that plays.

(Spectrum / Zedd) 
'Breathing you in when I want you out'
'Lying inside our quiet drama'

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Dark. Tantalizing. Pain. Beauty. Love. Hate. Warmth. You told me from the moment I first met you, who you were. But I'm trying to see past the facade, trying to see who you really are.
But who are you really?
Everyone says, 'Stay away from him, he's too dangerous'
'He's insane'
'He's no good for you'
But me? I say, 'What do you know?' 
The discolorations on my skin throb under your scorching touch. The sound of your voice makes my skin curl in ecstasy. I know who you are behind the curtains, when it's just you and I, without all the skeptics and blinding lights and opinionated thoughts and assumptions and judgments. Because, baby, nobody has the right to judge anyone. Especially us.
But that's okay, darling. They're gone - we're alone, just you and I, and that darkness I see in your eye must be from the shadows around us. But shadows are much better than the hurtful light from them. Hey, maybe we can go somewhere else someday - like Paris, or Dublin. Let's travel the world! Just get on the plane and go, you and I.
Wouldn't that be fun?
I'm laughing - I feel buzzed to be with you, finally. Just us. How come you look so serious? 
Aren't you happy we found each other?
Yes, I locked the door. And yes, I told everyone I was with someone else. Nobody has a clue where I am. Are you sweating? It's freezing in here. Hold me - I didn't bring a jacket.
Don't let me go.
Oh - only you know that my neck is my weak spot. Just one little kiss and BAM! I'm gone. Please keep doing that...don't stop. 
Do you care about me as much as I care about you? I know this is emotional, and interrupting everything, but I think I love you. 
Do you love me?
Your fingers are so cold! But they fit perfectly around my neck. I could stare into your eyes forever, you know. Even with the shadows making them look so dark because I know the truth, I know who you really are despite - 
What are you doing?
I can't breath.
I-I can't breath!
Is this a joke?
Are you playing?
Why do you look so serious?
I open my mouth to let out a scream, but it's just you and I, with everyone else clueless as to where we are, and we're locked in this everlasting darkness, and your fingers are ice cold and unrelenting, and the darkness is becoming to seem more lasting as you finally smile. 
And it's the most beautiful, and last thing, I'll ever see.