*Author's Note: This isn't one of those happy, fun stories that everyone likes. It is sad and misleading. If you aren't into sad stories, I wouldn't recommend reading this. Thanks --Sydney*
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
It was the sound that drove me to the point of insanity. It was the last noise I heard before I made the most important decision of my life.
It wasn't my fault! They all thought I was crazy, but they had no idea what pain I've been though. You have to understand, I did this because I had no other choise. If I hadn't done what I did, my emotions would be eating me alive right at this very moment.
He made my life a living hell, and I wasn't going to let this slide any longer. I needed to get my revenge, and that's exactly what I did.
Tick, tock. Your time is up.
They were all already rushed to the hospital. The mother, the father, the sister, and him. I just sat in the ashes with the cold, blood stained knife in my lap. I didn't want to be bothered, but it was too late.
The police surrounded me, but I knew they wouldn't do anything. They knew they were dealing with a mentally disabled 17-year-old and they didn't want to push me over my edge. I was pass the edge now, and I felt as if I was falling to the depths of my nothingness.
It was chilly out here, only about twenty degrees. All I had on was a black, tattered tangtop and some stained, light gray sweatpants. I was barefoot so I could rub the black grains in between my cold feet. The grains reminded me of the beach, but each and every grain had a wicked and successful personality to them.
I closed my eyes and let the cold, bare wind brush against my face. My dark brown hair flew back with the wind, letting it fly all over the place. My lips were dry and cracked now, and it hurt to even let the wind touch them. My rosy cheeks I couldn't feel. Numb. That's what I felt right now, physically, mentally, and emotionally.
I heard whispers coming from behind me, along with the snap of photos and the chomping of gum. I couldn't bare it any longer. The sounds were filling my ears as if it were a tornado siren that was only a foot away from me.
My shivering body struggled to get up, but it managed. The knife slipped down into the ashes, leaving a blood stain on my left thigh. I turned around and glared at them; The police, the spectators, and my parents. My parents. I made eye contact with them and suddenly burst into tears.
What was wrong with me? I don't think I could manage this any longer, with the emotions scrambling around me as if it were a whirlpool. I clenched my hands into tight fists, which felt like my crackled hands were breaking into a million pieces.
When my tear covered eyes managed to open again, I found to see that about 10 police were pointing their guns at me. I couldn't help but manage to laugh. These god damn police were pointing their guns at a weaponless, teenage girl? I kept laughing, tears still streaming down my face.
When I blinked, I saw a bullet hurl at me. I looked up to find my parents screaming, and about a split second afterwards, a stinging came from my stomach. I fell back with the bullet, clenching my stomach. The sounds of footsteps running now filled my ears as I was slowly losing consciousness. The police filled my personal space as they picked me up, and I closed my eyes, for what I thought was the last time, and became unconscious.
Sorry for the short chapter(s). I will post more soon. --Sydney.
|Emma Roberts||as Alex Flynn|
|Jake Abel||as Jonathan Verset|
|Luke Bilyk||as Andrew Caster|
|Chris Riedell||as Therapist/Mr. Barton|
|Sandra Bullock||as Mom|
|Michael Vartan||as Dad|
|Megan Fox||as Taylor Verset|
|Brad Kavanagh||as Luke Frost|
|Selena Gomez||as Christine Lester|
|Amanda Seyfried||as Olivia Frele|
|Joseph Gordon-Levitt||as Mr. Danton|
|Alexander Ludwig||as James|