Inanimate Insanity Story Snippets

Missing You..

Now I sit near the ocean, and think.

It is boring from time to time..but it was way better than hearing everyone's opinion about me.

I just wanted to go home..

I just wanted to be accepted..

I just wanted to be loved..

Why doesn't anyone understand me?!

I feel so lost and alone.

No one likes me, and no one loves me.

But everybody hates me..

Go figure..because I hate them too..

Screw them. If they won't give me a second chance, then they can all go to hell.

They're all crap. Except for OJ and Suitcase, everyone else is garbage.

Nobody can be nice to me for one damn second.

I tried to be kind, but everyone's constant hate drove me to rage..

"You dumb manipulator!"

"I hope you go to hell, Balloon."

"You're such a disgrace."

And that got me crying, so I ran away..and now I'm here--

*rustle*

What was that??

Maybe I'm just hallucinating..

"Everyone's so stupid, and so damn unforgiving. Pieces of garbage.." I muttered.

"Hi, Balloon."

What the--

Oh my helium.

It was her.

"S-S-Suitcase?!"

She smiles, clearly visible under the moonlight.

"You aren't alone. I'm still here for you..even after that stuff you just said.."

Oh. That.

Ahaha..

My cheeks burned with embarrassment. That was downright humiliating..

"Umm, sorry about that. I guess the bashful comments got to my head."

*chuckle*

"It's okay Balloon. We all make mistakes."

"Yeah..mistakes."

Mistakes.

Mistakes..

Mistakes...

I hated that word.

"My existence is a mistake."

Suitcase had a weird look on her face.

"Uhh, what did you just mumble?"

I stared at the ocean.

"Nothing."

*deep sigh*

"You're not fooling me, Balloon."

I angrily rolled my eyes despite the sadness in my heart.

"I..just think I'm a mistake."

Suitcase sat right next to me.

"Balloon, please don't think like that. Nobody's a mistake, we all serve a purpose here. Even after what you did in Season One..doesn't mean you should..die. And.."

Her face grew redder and redder.

"Um, I like you..more than anyone else. Everyone -- except OJ -- is a jerk..unlike you."

Suitcase has a heart of gold; she's so sweet!

Unlike me.

She looked away as tears threatened to stab my eyes.

"If you feel like you're going to cry, just cry. It's okay."

Everything started to come back to me -

The ruthless taunts -

The smirks -

The snarky comments -

It came back to haunt me..

*choked sigh*

Salty tears began to run down my face.

"It's okay Balloon, don't cry."

I can't help myself..

"...I-I.."

Suitcase smiled sadly under the glistening moonlight.

"It's okay! Don't cry, I'm here for you."

I deflated a little from the darkness in my heart. My tears were just trickling down even faster now.

"I don't think I'll ever be loved, let alone liked.." I'd whispered weakly, squeezing Suitcase tighter.

*heavy sigh*

"I know things are hard now, but with you and me -- everything will work out."

*sniffle*

"Okay.."

Suitcase laughe lightly, cheering me up.

"...Thank you, Suitcase."
"No problem, Balloon."

I started blushing a little while my heart skipped a beat.

Her gaze fell on the bright, full moon.

"May I kiss you?"

I was not expecting that..

But..

I mean, why not?

Aside from OJ, Suitcase was the only one who treated me with respect.

She deserves it, and not just because she's a nice friend.

It's also because..well..

The girl whom I have a teensy crush on -- it's Suitcase.

The butterflies in my stomach fluttered wildly.

"Um..sure." I replied, flushing a deeper red.

We shared a tender kiss beneath the moonlight, and seconds later I sensed my tears drying away.

She pulled away.

"That was..beautiful. Thank you, Balloon."

Oddly enough, I laughed gently, feeling much better.

"I'm flattered, but thanks."

"You're welcome--"

My head feels fuzzy..

What's happening?

Was it because I stared at the ocean for too long?

Suitcase looked worried.

"You're a little green, Balloon. Is everything okay?"

I deflated from seasickness.

"No..I'm going to lie down."

I fell back on the sand and looked at the stars. Suitcase followed my lead.

"Good night, Balloon. I love you."

"I...love you too Suitcase. Good night."

The two of us fell asleep, under the moonlight. And even though we couldn't hold hands, Suitcase's presence was all I needed to regain that lost warmth in my heart.