Unforgivable

Chapter 1: New Beginning, Different Me

I'm sooooo sorry for the late update BUT this may be a good time to say that this might be a common occurence :( because even though I don't have a life (I sadly and pitifully admit it), sometimes the magic words just won't come to me you know??? 

Annnnddd I'm a horrible horrible procastinator :3   :)

Anddd school just started so... please be patient with me?? Pretty please? 

I'll try to not make any of you regret it :D

Published: 9/25/14

Last Edited: 7/22/16

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Chapter 1: New Beginning, Different Me

It was the same dream as usual.

I opened my eyes only to stare into black darkness. Even if I had put my hands right in front of my them, I would not have been able to see it. That was how dark it was.

Then came the voices.

They will come out from no where in gradual whispers only to slowly increase in volume until it seemed like they were screaming and shouting at me from everywhere. Shrill screaming feminine voices and husky masculine voices filled with disgust and hatred. Surrounding and suffocating me.

"Whore!"

"Bitch!"

"Get away from me, fatass!"

Even though a part of me subconsciously knew that this was just a dream...that nothing was real and that everything was just a trick of my mind. But despite knowing that... I still felt that familiar pain of heart-wrenching sadness filling my entire chest and bringing me down to my knees as if in defeat.

"Weakling!"

"Coward!"

Then from among them, a single husky voice will rise up, more powerful and full of authority.

"I reject you, Ang-"

"Angel..."

"Angel..."

"Angel!"

"Fuck!"

Swearing, I woke up with someone screaming in my ear and I quickly sat up in my bed.

Damn! I think I'm deaf now. My hearing became extremely sensitive one night two years ago. It was so sensitive it could be consider abnormal. And it wasn't just my hearing but my other senses such as sight and touch.

That night, two years ago I had been feeling extremely edgy and been angry at everything but I didn't know the reason why. Somewhere inside me, I had felt like I've been expecting this kind of respose for my whole life but at the end of the day, after going through excruciating pain, nothing happened and I became even more depressed as if something had gone wrong. But somehow after that, I seemed to have gain overly sensitive senses and strength

So, imagine a fire drill at school and wola people! That is what I just woke up too.

I glared menacingly at the culprit who was clutching his sides and laughing like a lunatic beside of me. "Seth!" I growled (yes, growled, like a dog) and threw one of my pillows at him while my other hand gently massaged my abused ear.

He easily caught it-damn his football reflexes!-and gave a lopsided grin at me. Excuse me while a small part (a very small part) of me, gasped and dramatically fan myself. Even though Seth was my brother, even I could tell that he was hot with his golden blond hair and eyes. The Man up there had also probably spent more time in creating his body than any others because damn, was it a body! Don't even get me started on the light stubble that made him look even manlier and sexier instead of haggard looking.