Episode Two; Depression Strikes!

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Author's Notes!; Oh Heyya. :3 What Ya Think? I Think I Did Pretty Well. For A Fangirl Story. Well Im Not Going To Bore You With My Authors Notes.

ONTO THE STORY -Lodges Forward- Okay Im Done xD.

I, Arie London, Was Spoken To By The Man I Want To Be Like. My Insperation And The Reason I'm Still Alive. My Day And My Night. Oh Goodness How I Was Boiling Over Inside At The Sensation He Left On My Skin.

I Rolled Over On My Bed And Looked Around With A Soft Sigh As I Laid, Stretched Out. I Closed My Eyes And Fantasized. About Him And I Being Able To Talk Like Normal People. Like We Were Equals -- I Knew I'd Never Be Equals With A God Like Him. My Heart Beat Faster As I Reminisced Our Small Encounter.

Then It Hit Me.

Like A Flying Bullet, Shot From Anger And Pain, That Wasn't Even Mean't For Me.

I Held My Chest As I Suddenly Sat Up, My Breath Was Shortened And I Was Heaving Now.

"Wh- Wh-What's T-This?...." Her Voice Trembled.

She Fought, Deep Within Herself. She Fought Long, She Fought Hard, But It Wasn't Enough. The Darkness Within Her Corroded The Small Glint Of Happiness She Was Allowed To Have. It Slowly Seeped In And Anything She Pushed Into The Back Of Her Mind, Quickly Hit Her. Right In The Holled Up Thing She Called Her Heart.

She Passed Out.

My Alarm Clock Rung Fierce. "Ugggghhh." I Picked It Up And Hit It Against The Wooden Desk Beside My Bed. "No." I Whispered. Now, While Most Other Girls Weren't Morning People, I Quite Frankly Enjoyed Mornings. I Intentionally Woke Myself Up 3 Hours Before Having To Get Ready To Go To School Just To Go For A Morning Run Then Sit And Make Arts & Crafts. I Loved Creating Things With My Own Hands And I Lived To Smell The Morning Air.

I Sat In Front Of My Mirror And Tamed The Beast. Today, I Will Be Pretty And Unique. I Thought Smiling Slightly At My Reflection, It Smiled Back. Today... I Will Be Unique..

The Sweet Smell Of Morning Dew Filles My Nostrils. I Breathed In Deeply And Let Out A Soft Sigh. I Had Pulled My Hair Back Into A Slightly High Pony Tail Thats Bounced As I Jogged.

All Was Silent In The Neighborhood. I Rarely Saw Anyone Outside This Early In The Morning. If There Was, I'd Awkwardly Wave And They'd Just Ignore Me.

Thats Another Thing, I Hated Being Ignored Ever Sincr I Was Small. If I Was Ignored, As My Mom Would Say, I'd Go Mental Loco. But I've Calmed Down Since Then, I'd Obly Get Angry For A Shortened Amount Of Time.

I Stopped And Heaved From A Straight One Mile Jog. "Whew." I Said Wiping My Forehead. I Swiftly Turned Around And Began Walking Back When I Suddenly Ran Straight Into A Familiar Blondie.

"Oh. Im Sorry." I Said Before Realizing Who It Was.

"You Little Cack..."

"What Did You Call Me?" I Said Staring At Him.

The Blondie Stared Back And Then A Smile Formed On His Face. "Oh My. I didnt Even Know That Was You. Your Hair Isnt A Mess And You're Wearing Much More Revealing Clothes." He Winked As He Eyed My Outfit. I Was Wearing A Size Medium Black Tank And Pink Sweat-Capri's That Stopped Right Above My Knee.

"Shut Up." I Snapped At Him And Rolled My Eyes With The Crossing Of My Arms. He Responded With A Laugh.

Okay, I Thought, I Don't See Whats So Funny About Me! I Pushed Pass Him And Began Stomping Away. "Okay. I'm Sorry Arie." He Said Grabbing My Wrist. "Can I Take You Somewhere?" I Looked Back At Him In Confusion.

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I Shuffled Uncomfortably In My Chair As I Looked Around Taking Note Of Everything. Blondie Had Taken Me To A Cutesy Type Tea Shop. Was This His.... Thing? I Thought, Giggling Slightly To Myself. The Boy Sat Staring. "Yes?" I Stared Back. "Oh Nothing." He Smirked. This boy is Weird...

The Overly Excited Waitress Came To Our Table With Our Orders. His Being A Chocate Milkshake With Wipped Cream And Mine Being Two Chocolate Chip Cookies. I Sighed, "Why Am I Here?" I Thought Aloud. Sadness Was Taking Over Again. With Nothing Even to Trigger It. God, Why? The Boy Looked At Me Intently. He Sure Did Like Staring. I Didn't Mind Though. I Stared Back, Analyzing Him. For What Seemed Like Hours We Just Stared.

"Okay. Enough Of This." He Said. "You're A Pretty Intersting Girl. And I Want To Get To Know You Better. It Seems I Have To Just Come Out And Say It For You To Realize!" He Smiled.

The Words Spilling From His Mouth Amazed Me.

Oh... My... Golly Gosh?!

Someone Wants To Know Me?

"O-okay..." I Said Unsure Of How To React. I Tilted My Head A Bit At The Boy And Asked, " Uhm. I Can't Remember Your Name Though..." He Chuckled Softly And Responded," Its Daniel, Love."

For What Seemed Like Hours, We Talked. Subjects Ranging From Video Games To Dressing Style. I Began Feeling More Comfortable Around Him And I Felt Like Myself Again.

Don't Trust So Easily.

I Gasped In The Middle Of Laughing And Grabbed My Chest. "What Is It, Love?" Daniel Said With A Concerned Face.

I Didnt Know What Was Happening At That Moment, But Something Inside Of Me Wanted Out. And It Wanted Out Now.

Yes, Tis Chapter Is Short. Mkay, So, There Wasnt An Apperance From Mark In This Chapter. I Know I Know. BUT HE SHALL RETURN. <3 I Mean I Have To Build Up To The Real Problem An Whatnot Right? Can't Just Jump In There. Sorry Loves~

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