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How can I run away from this thing call "life"?--Chapter 7-- |
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 Created on 8-27-08
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Thanks for reading !. and srrry for postin this story THREE times. keep on makin mistakes T.T
Days went by. All I could think about was Mark. Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark. Most of my time I spent in the cabin in deep thoughts, and other times I’m at the lake under the big willow tree. “This isn’t healthy Elizabeth.” , “Please eat Elizabeth.”, “Talk to us Elizabeth.” , “No boy is worth your agony Elizabeth.” I hear that a lot these pass days. The thing is, that I haven’t talk to anybody in awhile. It’s like I lost my voice, my happiness, my love, and my life.
“Stupid Angela, I hate her.” I mumbled to myself, I took a rock and toss it across the lake.
“Yeah, she’s a bitch, ain’t she?” an unfamiliar voice snuck up on me. I turn my head and saw skinny blond. I’ve seen her around here before. Never thought about talking to her, she was one of the popular crews.
“How do you know her?” I asked, but I already knew the answer because everybody knew Angela.
“I knew her since preschool.” her answer surprise me.
“Wow, were you friends or something?” my question seem to make her softly chuckle.
“You couldn’t be more wrong. I used to pick on her all the time.”
“Really? Wow, why would you do that?” I said with interest.
“You should had seen her! She had them glasses, snorted every time she laugh. And gosh her clothes were ridiculous. And boy she was a fatty. It was hard not to make fun of her.” she said happily reminiscing about the past. I took her description of Angela and try to put it in my head. It was nearly impossible! Angela had perfect skin, no glasses for sure. Her outfits were all designers. She almost anorexic, and her laugh made all the guys melt over her.
“No way… you’re bluffing. That’s like impossible.” I said still trying to take in that Angela used to be a dweeb.
“Yeah, I know. I never thought she would ever change her appearance. But than he came along.”
“He? Who’s he?” I asked her really curiously. She smile at me.
“Jerry.”
“Jerry? You mean the one that goes to this camp? You mean Angela knew Jerry before she went to this camp? Damn… How long have Angela and Jerry known each other?” I questioned her. She laughed at how curious I was.
“Yeah Jerry that goes to this camp. Well.. Angela known Jerry for .. Uh, let’s see. 7 years? 8 years? And well..” she paused and laugh for a moment, “Jerry knew Angela for .. 2 weeks?”
“Oh… wait, whoa. What did you just say?” I said stunned.
“Maybe I should just tell you the whole story so you can stop asking questions.” she laughs once again.
“Yeah. Please.” I said impatiently.
‘Well, Angela was a total geek. Jerry transfer school, OUR school. She fell in love with him. She try talking to him but he was a total hottie and she was a not-tie. She was afraid of being rejected, she made it like her “life long” plan to become “pretty” so she transfer school. It definitely was not a ordinary school. It was an all girl’s school, where they taught elegance, manners, and other crap. She also got contacts and plastic surgery. She changed her personality, and everything. And she did all of that for Jerry. when she hardly knew the boy, too. I mean she just wasted 8 years of her life.” She told me the whole story, flawlessly. I just sat there in shock. Part of me wanted to laugh and part of me thought it was romantic. It was truly unbelievable. I was totally speechless for a moment or two. Than I thought,
"Wait, why do you hate her?” I asked myself more than I asked her.
"Bitch stole my boyfriend. she doesn't even like him. she's just trying to get me back. bitch.” .
“Wow” I said thinking about the whole story she just told me, “I got to go, nice to meet you…” I slurred waiting for her to say her name.
“Stephanie.” she finished.
“Oh, my name is--”
“Elizabeth, yeah I know.” she cut me off.
“Oh.” I said, surprised. I left without a saying good-bye, because honestly she was creeping me out. How can she know so much about Angela? And I didn’t think anybody (beside the guys) knew my name.
My hands in my pockets, my head facing down, and my mind wandering off. I didn’t know where I was heading. Option 1, go to the guys (including Jerry) and rat out Angela like she did with Mark. Option 2, pack, find a car, visit Mark. I was pretty sure I was doing both, I was just wondering which one I do first.
--Mark’s Position--
I’m laying down on my bed with my eye close, although I was still awake. Days went by. 5 to be exact. This juvey ain’t all that bad. I’m going to admit, it is worse than the other ones I been in. My bastard of a dad really wants my next few years to be a living hell. I didn’t care for it, I’m stronger than most of the guys here. No need to ‘act’ tough, if these low life even try to start business with me, they’re going to be wishing for death.
“You got a new roommate.” my eyes open and I look and saw some blond dude. I jumped out of my top bunk and got a good look at the guy. 6 feet, for sure. Freckles, blue eyes, and trembling lips. He was full with fright.
“You alright?” I asked with fake interest.
“You’re not going to hurt me, are you?” his eyes shown fear. I used to love picking on these kind of people. This was definitely his first time here, and I could tell that whatever he did to get here wasn’t all that bad OR he was framed.
“Nah.” I smirked and got back to bed. I could hear him sighed with relief, “And a little advice, you never ask anybody, are you going to hurt me. Not everybody is as nice as me.”
“Oh, um, thanks.”
“Uh-huh.” I said without interest.
“My name is Josh.” he said out of nowhere.
“I’m Mark.” I said trying to ignored him, but I just had to ask one question. “How you get here?”
“Do I have to tell?”
“Do you like living?”
“Yes.” he said quickly and sharply.
“Good, now talk.”
“I’m not a very popular boy.” he began.
Not hard to believe
“Continue.”
“These guys. They decided to play a prank on me. So they took me to a party and I got drunk. Than they pressure me into jacking this car. I was drunk so I did it.”
“That’s not so bad.”
“I killed somebody that night.” he softly said. I didn’t ask who he killed. I could see his eyes watering up.
“Don’t beat yourself down. For all you know that person could had jump in front of your car and commit ----” I tried to comfort him.
“It was my girlfriend.” he cut me off. I felt myself soften up a bit.
“Oh, sorry.” I apologized feeling sorry for the guy.
“No, I’m sorry.” he said more to himself than to me. I patted him on the back.
“I have to go do something.” I said before I left. Since the topic of girlfriends came up (not really but still) it reminded me I need to call Elizabeth. I had some spare change left, but wasn’t sure if it was enough. I finally reached the payphone and put all my change in.
---Elizabeth’s position---
“Baby I’m going crazy. I still got feelings for you and I can’t get over you.”
I could hear my ring tone playing. I took my phone out and read the caller ID. The numbers were unfamiliar to me but I answer anyway.“Hello?” I answered.
“Guess who?” that voice. That sexy delicious voice !
“Mark!” I screamed into the phone like a merry little girl who just got a new bike. I could hear him chuckle on the other line.
“Yeah baby. How you doing?”
“Do you have to ask? I feel like hell. How can you sound so pleasant?” I rushed my words.
“Because I can finally hear your voice.”
“Aw, you’re so sweet.” I smiled.
“I just wanted to call and tell you. I love you.”
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omg reminds me of me and my fiance right now.he went to jail and got shipped to the philippines =[ your an amazing writer.