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Post by summerstorm on Aug 16, 2010 18:28:23 GMT -8
 HOW CAN I DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT WHEN YOUR CLOUDING UP MY MIND My steps were uneven and staggered, chest burning in a hideous pain as I looked up to see my house in the distance. On any other day, I wouldn't have minded walking home from school. Really, it wasn't that far with a few shortcuts. But when you just died a few hours ago, had a disgusting hole in your chest, and just found out that you best friend had began cutting himself on the bathroom floor, trust me, you would be exhausted too.
A stopped walking a few houses down from mine, and stood there for what seemed like hours. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what I was about to go walking into. The ideal plan would be to get in, get out, without being noticed, but that was pretty much impossible.
I knew I looked like hell, even with Eli's shirt replacing my blood-soaked one. My hair was tangled, dried blood still clinging to my forearms... but not my blood. Eli's.
With another deep breath that set my chest into flames, I stumbled towards my house, hesitating slightly at the door before opening it, bracing myself for absolute catastrophe.
As soon as I walked through the door, I was evaded with yelling, questions being flung at me without waiting for an answer. My step dad towered over me, his hands clenching in angry fists. I took a quick glance around, my mom wasn't home. It was clear to me that they had heard about my 'undead' situation, and my mother had left for him to deal with it.
By now, my step dad was telling me to get out. To leave and never come back. Which is what I planned on doing, but as I looked on, it seemed like he didn't plan on letting my past the door.
"Yeah I'm fine, thanks for asking. I'm just undead, not like it's a big deal or anything."
I said under my breath sarcastically, I needed to vent some otherwise I wasn't going to be able to get what I needed, and get out. I swallowed as he started yelling at me about the sarcasm, but to hell with him.
"Calm down. I just came to get my things. It's not like I plan on staying in this hell house."
I told him, pushing past him, walking quickly and trying to reach the stairs that led up to my room. Before I knew what was happening, he grabbed my wrist, pulling me back with such force that made me gasp as it sent my chest in a fury of burning pain.
"Get out! Your one of them. You are no longer allowed in this house! OUT!"
I tried not to listen to his words as I fought against his grasp, trying to shake my arm loose.
"Fuck you and this house."
That was it. That was all I had to say, as his grasp tightening on my wrist, his other hand reaching out. Before I knew what was happening, I could feel his hand making contact with my face, with a force that sent my body crumbling to the ground. I think falling to the ground hurt more than the actual hit did.
I looked up, seeing my step dad standing over me, his eyes lit in a furious glance. I tried to struggle to my feet, tried to push up with my arms and rise from the ground. But as I tried, my arms shuddered before collapsing.
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Post by Gracie♥ on Aug 16, 2010 19:33:27 GMT -8
 you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESISTT A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I strode up to Allie's front steps, feeling horrible for what I had said earlier. A pang of guilt had kept my stomach in a knot ever since I'd stormed out of school like that. I had raised my hand to knock on the door, I heard something that sent shocks through my whole body.
"Fuck you and this house."
Before I could do something, I heard a sickening thud. What the hell had just happened? Baffled, I swung open the door. What I saw was deeply disturbing. Her step-father was hovering over Allie, who was laying underneath him on the cold, hard tile. Crap.
"Allie? Allie!" I propped her up against the wall, before turning back to her step-dad.
"You," I muttered, hate washing over my voice.
((sorry i gtg like now haha its short))
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Post by summerstorm on Aug 16, 2010 20:02:38 GMT -8
HOW CAN I DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT WHEN YOUR CLOUDING UP MY MIND Allie? Allie!
Hearing Eli's voice was like splashing cold water on my face. MY body was almost limp as he propped me up against the wall, my lungs burning as air rushed back into them after being knocked to the floor. You... I heard Eli mutter as he turned to my step father, his voice filled with hate. My eyes fluttered open, seeing my step dad still standing over me, his fist clenched, eyes dark and furious. I tried to struggle to my feet once again, but slumped back down to the ground, my head spinning. I reached up with a shaking fingers, touching above my left eye, feeling it sticky with blood. My chest pounded in a sickening pain, and moving my hand to the wound on my chest, Eli's shirt felt damp.. I guess how I expected it to. The bullet wound had opened again, shit. Every breath was like fire coursing through my lungs.
"El... Eli.."
I wanted to warn him; I couldn't stand the thought of my step dad hurting him. That was something I couldn't handle. God dammit, if I could just got on my feet!
"Who do you think you are!? Get the hell out of my house!"
My step father's voice came through once again, turning to Eli, his fists still clenched threateningly. No... hell no... this could not be happening. I felt so god damn useless sitting on the floor; the blood soaking Eli's t-shirt, the crimson liquid a sickening contrast between my pale skin.
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Post by Gracie♥ on Aug 17, 2010 14:46:53 GMT -8
you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESISTT A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
"Eli... Eli..."
I turned back to Allie as she spoke, her tone threatening. Before I had a chance to do something about it, her step-father spoke, looking even more pissed than he usually was. I always knew her step-dad was an angry person, but I would have never guessed he was abusive.
"Who do you think you are!? Get the hell out of my house!"
I turned to face him, gritting my teeth angrily. I saw that his fists were clenched, and could tell that he was up for a fight. A devious smile crossed my lips as I stood there, my mind racing. I could always beat him up right now, but I would rather scheme first. I could do more damage later. Before I spoke, I turned back to Allie, nodding reassuringly, a mischievous twinkle returning to my eyes.
"Oh, I... I'm sorry, sir..." Giving Allie an apologetic glance, I strode out, shutting the door gently.
I couldn't waste time... I had to trust that this would work, but my devious plans never failed. I reached for my phone, dialing 911 with shaky fingers. A kind sounding lady on the other line answered, her voice calm and unwavering.
"There's a fight on Marsh Street, ma'am, and it's starting to get ugly. This man... He killed a teenage girl, and he's hurting a young boy," I gushed, trying to sound as innocent as possible. So I embellished the story a little. Bite me.
She reassured me that the police were on their way to Allie's house, and I hung up, thanking her again. After a moment, I swung open the door again, stepping in proudly.
"I thought about it," I told him smugly, "And I think you should really take a chill pill. Allie didn't deserve that." I pushed him violently, making him almost fall to the ground. This was sure to spark a fight... All I had to do was let him beat up on me a little bit, and bam, he'd be in some serious shit with the authorities. I did my best to keep a straight face as I waited for his response.
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Post by summerstorm on Aug 17, 2010 15:17:45 GMT -8
HOW CAN I DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT WHEN YOUR CLOUDING UP MY MIND Oh, I... I'm sorry, sir...
I watched as Eli nodded to me with reassurance that I recognized. He had a plan, which honestly didn't surprise me. As he stepped out of the house, I shuddered as my step father's attention was turned back to me, his eyes alight with a angry fire. He opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off when Eli appeared back through the door, stepping in with a proud and confident air. I made a wince like smile, shaking my head slightly. Even though I knew him for as long as I could remember, he still never failed to give me a hint of surprise. I thought about it," I told him smugly, and I think you should really take a chill pill. Allie didn't deserve that. As Eli pushed him violently backward, it knocked him with such force that he hit the wall behind him. I bit my lip nervously. I wasn't so sure of Eli's plan anymore. I didn't want him to get hurt. And trust me, through the years you learn not to underestimate your stepdad.
"Who are you to be telling me what to do?"
My step father's voice was rough and filled with anger, hatred blinding his common sense. Any sane person would know that it was not a good idea to go beating up on a kid. But there was only one thing on his mind, and that was that Eli was pissing him off.
He pushed off from the wall, and pushed his hands against Eli's shoulders, pushing him back much like Eli had done to him. I cringed my nails digging into my palms from anxiety. My heart was beating like crazy, I swear it was the only thing I could hear. The blood was soaking the front of the t-shirt, and I felt weak and completely useless.
My hand shook as I pressed it gingerly against my chest, trying to stem some of the bleeding that was occurring. I pushed on it hard, trying to keep from gasping out in pain as it aggravated the wound even more.
But in all honesty, I didn't think about the pain. I only hoped that Eli didn't get hurt.
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Post by Gracie♥ on Aug 17, 2010 16:00:12 GMT -8
you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESISTT A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I grimaced, bracing myself. I would have loved to fight back, to kick that man's ass, but that would just get me in trouble with the police... And they were here to take away Allie's step dad. As he pushed me, I fell to the ground. On purpose, of course. I could have ripped his head off, and honestly, I wanted to.
"Dumbfuck, is that the best you can do?" I snarled, rising to my feet. Looking as furious as ever, the man clenched his fists, and I took a blow to the face. It was nothing, but I acted hurt. It was then that I heard sirens, growing louder by the second. Score.
The door was slammed open, and the police stormed in. Two tall, stocky men stood there, assessing the situation. "Seattle Police. Hands in the air." Their voices were music to my ears. Putting on my best pitiful face, I clutched my cheek feebly, before raising both hands innocently. When the police weren't looking, I shot a menacing glance at Allie's step father.
Sucker.
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Post by summerstorm on Aug 17, 2010 16:10:12 GMT -8
HOW CAN I DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT WHEN YOUR CLOUDING UP MY MIND Dumbfuck, is that the best you can do?
I cringed as Eli took a hit to the face, on purpose of course. I knew that he could beat my step dad's ass any day, but there was definitely a plan in the works, I knew. Sirens began to blare through the house, a sound that would normally be horribly annoying, yet I was intensely grateful for them at that point. Seattle Police. Hands in the air. The door slammed open, and hit the wall with a loud crack as the police entered the house. I moved my hand from the wound on my chest, putting my crimson stained hands in the air, cringing slightly at the movement.
My stepdad wore a shocked look on his face, until finally putting up his hands as the police assessed the situation. One of them walked around and took his hands behind his back, my step dad shouting a profanity of words that I had no intention of listening to.
I shot a grateful look at Eli, not really sure if he saw it or not. It didn't matter that he had stormed out of the school after our fight, it didn't matter than we had both had our disagreements. No matter what, I knew I could count on him. That was what mattered.
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Post by Gracie♥ on Aug 17, 2010 18:47:51 GMT -8
you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESISTT A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
As the police handcuffed Allie's stepfather, I lowered my hands, exhaling gratefully. Once again, my scheming hadn't failed. I watched as they took him away, turning to look at Allie after a moment. Her chest was bleeding again, but no bullet hole was visible, making it look like she had been stabbed, and there was a purple bruise on my face. It was a perfect crime scene. As the door closed behind us, I broke into a wide, lopsided grin.
"You alright?"
I slid down against the wall next to her, a smug expression on my face. Victory. I had put on a shirt before I came over to her house, but as I scanned Allie quickly, I saw her shirt was covered in blood once more. I would give her my shirt, but I figured she had clothes up in her room.
"Hold that thought," I said softly, hurrying up the stairs and into her bedroom. It was a mess - she had been packing. I grabbed the first top I found - a soft hoodie - and took it back downstairs. I sat back down next to her, wordlessly helping her take off the dirty shirt.
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Post by summerstorm on Aug 17, 2010 19:07:29 GMT -8
HOW CAN I DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT WHEN YOUR CLOUDING UP MY MIND You alright?
I looked at his smug expression, and gave a soft smile, and a nod. I took in a deep breath, wincing slightly as it strained my chest. Hold that thought. He told me softly, getting up and climbing the stairs. I took a glance around, seeing that the cops were busy detaining my step dad, who was struggling as they forced him into the back of a cop car. I shook my head in disbelief, closing my eyes as I rested my head back against the wall.
I hadn't noticed Eli had arrived back, until he was helping me out of the dirty shirt, and into a soft hoodie. I avoided looking at my chest wound, knowing what I'd see. The hoodie warmed my cold body, as I held Eli's blood soaked t-shirt.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. I'll have to buy you a new shirt though..."
I joked, setting it on the ground beside me. Biting my lip, I turned towards him, my hands reaching up to his face, turning it so I could see the damage done. There was a purple bruise on the side of his face that made me cringe as I looked at it, but other than that he was in one piece. Thank god. As I looked around the house, I suddenly couldn't stand to be there any longer.
I pushed up from the ground, holding my breath to keep from gasping as the pain racked my body. My legs shook with fatigue as my hands clung a table to the right of me.
"I should get my things.."
My voice was barely audible as I spoke, trying to clear the dizziness that was fogging up my head.
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Post by Gracie♥ on Aug 17, 2010 19:45:57 GMT -8
you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESISTT A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I shuddered as my fingers brushed her sides, bringing my shirt up and over her head. I looked at her as little as possible, reaching for the sweatshirt. Sliding it over her head, I shivered as my fingers touched her icy body once again, trying my best to ignore the chills that radiated from her lifeless body.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. I'll have to buy you a new shirt though..." I chuckled sweetly as she went on. "I should get my things."
I shook my head. She was dead - literally - I could at least get her things for her. I vaulted up off the wall, rushing up the stairs. "You can bunk with me for a while, if you like. I have a new apartment," I called from upstairs, grabbing anything I saw that looked important, along with everything she'd already packed.
Searching her room, I wondered what an undead girl would need... She'd probably want to do her hair, and makeup, but she wasn't alive. No Motrin, no deodorant, no tampons... Right? I shrugged, piling them all into her suitcase anyway, before zipping it up and dragging it back downstairs.
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Post by summerstorm on Aug 17, 2010 19:59:47 GMT -8
HOW CAN I DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT WHEN YOUR CLOUDING UP MY MIND I watched as he ran up the stairs, as I sat on the edge of the table that I was holding onto. I thought it might be helpful if I went up to help him pack for me, but then I reminded myself that by the time I probably got up there, he would most likely be finished. You can bunk with me for a while, if you like. I have a new apartment. I shook my head for a moment, thinking about his words that were yelling from my upstairs bedroom.
I was broken out of my thoughts as he trudged back down the stairs, dragging my suitcase along with him. I gave him a soft smile, talking careful steps to reach him.
"Eli, I appreciate it, but you've done enough for me.. You don't need to offer me a place to stay."
I told him, biting my lip as I struggled to meet his gaze, taking a quick glance at the time on the familiar clock on the wall. It was 4:20pm... my mom would probably be home soon, and I sure didn't want to be home when she arrived. But I needed to say something else.
"And I also wanted to apologize.. for earlier. I'm sorry."
I finally met his gaze, my voice soft as I spoke, eyes looking into his.
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Post by Gracie♥ on Aug 17, 2010 20:16:59 GMT -8
you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESISTT A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I tossed the suitcase on the ground, focusing on Allie as the words flew from her mouth. "Eli, I appreciate it, but you've done enough for me.. You don't need to offer me a place to stay." I shook my head, black hair flying wildly around my face. "And I also wanted to apologize... For earlier. I'm sorry."
"No," I said softly. She couldn't do this... There was nowhere else for her to go. "Come on, I'll take you back to my place. I've got Morty with me." I winked. Morty was the hearse I'd bought a couple years ago, and I drove it to school every day. People gave me crap for it, but honestly, I thought it was neat.
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Post by summerstorm on Aug 17, 2010 20:35:17 GMT -8
HOW CAN I DECIDE WHAT'S RIGHT WHEN YOUR CLOUDING UP MY MIND No. Come on, I'll take you back to my place. I've got Morty with me.
I shook my head with a soft laugh. He'd had Morty for a few years now, and I swear that thing seemed to have a reputation of its own. People thought if was weird that he drove a hearse, but what the hell, what was the big deal? I hesitated before replying, feeling bad that I was sort of make my problems Eli's problems. That was what I didn't want to happen.
"Well, if Morty's involved, then how can I decline?"
I joked, my chest burning as a laugh escaped my lips, but I didn't care. Honestly, it just felt good to laugh, it was as if it was a foreign action to my body. Before I could say anything else, a pitiful meow echoed through the house, and I looked around, my eyes searching for my cat. Her small head poked around the corner, eyes wide and frightened from all the commotion that had happened only minutes before.
"Spider.
I whispered, cringing, but ignoring the pain as I bent down, the petite, stark black cat trotting over. I picked her up, pulling her into my arms and holding her closely.
"Room for one more?"
I asked as I shot a glance up at Eli. I thought about leaving the cat here at the house, but felt repulsed by the idea of it. My mom didn't like cats, chances are that she wouldn't take care of her. Spider had been in my life for a few years now, and I felt that I owed her a ticket out of this place.
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