Can you Save Me?

New Plans

Hey guys I want to thank you all for the support you guys have given me and story. It has been a great journey and has so fun putting this story together. I know there have times where I struggle the story because usually when I have an idea it doesn't get very far and I tend to come up with the plot on the spot instead of having an official plan. So yeah I'm sorry if the ending wasn't too great. I feel like I try too hard to get the ending I want and it always fall downhill from there. Anyways once again I want your guys input on the next story you want to read. I know I have other stories I haven't paid as much attention to but it's all writers block and it just takes so much time to direct the story in a smooth path, so I'm sorry for the delay in my other stories. I do have 3 ideas for potential stories. Two of them I have mention in my other story, but the latest one I have been working on for bit and got some get inspiration for the story. You guys can let me know in the comments which idea I should turn into a story and the one with the most votes win. I'm hoping whichever story will be out by the time I will have it out when I get from break in January. Okay so the following 3 ideas are:

Number One: What Have I Done?

"Who are you?" Evan asked.

"You can call me Cartoonz. I'm the one who took in Jonathan and Lui after they were abandoned."

"So what you made them into criminals" David growled.

Cartoonz chuckled "like you guys care they wouldn't have been in this situation if it wasn't for you guys. You know pride is a deadly sin. It ruins people's lives, but I'm sure you know that already."

"Look please let us speak them. We need to apologize and show that we are sorry for what we have done" Evan pleaded.

Cartoonz sighed "Jesus it's like talking to a brick wall. You guys will never get it. You think sorry is going to fix or this. After what Jonathan and Lui been through! Huh?! What makes you think they'll ever forgive you."

Number Two: Switch

I had a tight grip on the bat when I walked in. "Tyler?" He was looking in the fridge for something and there was glass all over the floor. "Tyler" I said louder.

He turned towards me "oh hey Del" he slurred.

"Are you drunk?"

"No" he continued looking in the fridge.

I sighed and put the bat on the counter. I turn on the light and carefully made my way over to him without stepping on the glass "come on it's time for bed." He grumbled before going to closing the fridge and heading upstairs. I grabbed the broom and pan quickly cleaning up the glass and headed back upstairs. Tyler was just sitting at the corner of the bed staring at floor. "Tyler? Are you alright?" I put my hand on shoulder. He slowly looked at me with unrecognized expression on his face. I didn't know what it was but it creepy me out. He slowly got up and started walking towards me as I back up into a wall. "T-tyler what are you doing?"

"What they won't know won't hurt them" he whispered.

Number Three: Delirious's Guide to Dating on the Darkside

"You wear the necklace, you change your clothes, you've read the guide, but you don't know anything. You saw my uncles. Are you ready for that world?"

"I was born to rule that world. You know it! You taught me that!"

He laughed and let go of my shoulders "Yeah? You can barely say the words, let alone take the throne."

"You're just hurt, Evan. Don't throw away your existence over a fight with your uncle."

"Get out" he gritted his teeth, and he started breathing heavily.

I wasn't afraid anymore "No."

"Don't push me" he grabbed my shoulders "you have no idea what I'm capable of. Didn't you see what they did to me? That blood is me."

"You won't hurt me" my eyes grazed around the room looking for something to prove that I was the one not just to save him, but to accept our destiny. And I saw it. The foam cup. It was red liquid and it was the same warm liquid my mom used to revive him. I got out of his grip and darted for it. I acted quickly knowing he was faster than me.

"Jonathan don't" he yelled lunging for me. I tipped the cup to my lips pouring the thick, slippery clotted blood into my mouth. I poured so fast that some leak out on my chin down my neck seeping into my short. It was sticky, salty, and sweet. It tasted like life on the brink of death. I drank it all overcome by the taste, the smell....the pungent smell, filling me, satisfying me.