YAY CHAPTER 8!!!
this is LULU--> just imagine her hair in side buns!
OKAY GUYS! i used word for this and it annoyed the freakin crap out of me. Did you all know that word makes like 3 more spaces in between lines than when you type it in here? well it does! So i had to go back and get the right font and erase spaces and ugh! It was annoying!
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"Why...?" I asked barely awake. My lip was busted open and i had a broken rib or two.....
"So you dont go ratting us out!" The man said. I was back again. Hanging against that same wall.....with the same shackles around my wrists and chains around my arms and rope around my legs.
"Oh, I have a fabulous idea!" The other man said.
"What is that?"
"Why dont we just kill her!" The other man took out a switchblade and walked to me. He flipped the knife open and it barely missed my neck.
"No...no....no..." I said shaking my head. Then black....
I jerked up from my bed, panting. Thank god it was only a dream. I looked up to see the barrel of a gun. I let out a scream and in seconds my aunt, who was a little large, was at my door and Ukedaro was behind her.
“What is it honey?” my aunt asked.
“T-there’s a man in my room. And he has a gun!” I said.
“Yashima, there’s no one in the room but you,” Ukedaro told me. I blinked and the man was gone.
“O-oh…” I was shaking. Ukedaro whispered something to my aunt and she looked unsure, then left. Ukedaro then walked into my room and sat on the end of the bed.
“Well, now there’s a man in your room!” He laughed and so did I. Then he got serious and asked, “You still having those nightmares?” There was a pause and I nodded. He hugged me and told me to try to get some sleep. That I did…
“At least tell me why you’re mad at me!” Drake pleaded as I brushed past him.
“Cause, you got drunk. At my house. On my birthday!” I told him as I opened my locker.
“Look, it’s not like I pressured you or anything!” He said. I froze and looked up at him.
“Think about that. Do you remember what happened?” I asked. He thought for a second then had a look of realization on his face.
“Oh my god Yashima I’m so sorry!” He said. “I promise I won’t drink again!”
“You better not; if you do we’re through!” I told him.
“Wait, does that mean you forgive me?” He asked as his face brightened.
“Maybe!” I said. He leaned in to kiss me, but I stopped him, “You better get to class!” I said and he walked away.
“Hey Yashima!” Tin smiled and walked up to me.
“Where’s your hangover? And what do you want?” I asked coldly.
“Oh, I’m over my hangover. And I just wanted to say hi. You sound mad…”
“Well, gee I wonder why. Oh probably cause I’m pissed at you!” I told him.
“Why?!” He asked.
“Cause, you got drunk. At my house.” I told him.
“What’s wrong with just having a little fun?” He asked.
“Well, for one it’s illegal!”
“So? Maybe I’ll get arrested. Big deal!”
“Oh, and when teens get drunk, they drive. When they drive, they crash. When they crash, they kill people. That’s what happened….to my parents….” I closed the locker door gently and walked away.
“Wait, Yashima!” Tin grabbed my shoulder and turned me toward him. “I am so sorry! I had no idea!” I looked at him.
“Fine, I forgive you!” I told him. He smiled and hugged me tightly. Then we headed off to class.
“Night, Yashima!” Ukedaro walked past my room to his.
“Night…” I told him. I looked up at the ceiling and drifted off to sleep…only to be awaken by a tapping at my window. I slowly stood up and peered out to the balcony…nothing there. But I couldn’t see well because of the dark. I stepped back and the handle began to slowly turn… The window slowly opened and someone stepped into my room. I started to scream, but next thing I knew there was a hand over my mouth.
“Shhh! It’s me!” the person said as the stepped into the light. It was Drake! I relaxed and he let go of my mouth.
“What are you doing here?” I asked as I closed the door so Ukedaro wouldn’t hear us.
“I couldn’t sleep…..so I thought I’d come over here…” He said as he sat on the end of my bed. I sat in the middle of my bed and crossed my legs. Then I remembered I had a small tank top on, due to the heat. I blushed and got up, going to my dresser.
“Sorry, let me put on a t-shirt…” I said as I rummaged through the drawers. I found a shirt and turned around to see Drake standing directly in front of me.
“No, it’s perfectly fine,” He said, referring to the shirt. I blushed and he leaned in, but I dodged it and walked over to my bed, putting the t-shirt on over the tank top.
“So, what’s been keeping you up?” I asked.
“You won’t believe me…” He said as he sat on the edge of my bed.
“Try me!” I sat in the middle of the bed and sat on my feet. He sighed.
“Well…I think it’s a ghost…” He told me. My eyes grew wide. “See, I told you that you wouldn’t believe me-”
“I never said I didn’t believe you,” I interrupted him.
“Wait, you believe in spirits?” He asked me.
“Oh…more than believe I….never mind,” I looked down at my arms and saw the cuts on my wrists. Crap!
“Yashima, what’s that?” He asked, gently lifting up my wrist.
“N-nothing!” I pulled my wrist away.
“Did you do that?” He asked. I nodded slowly and his eyes widened.
“But why-”
“Look, can we just not talk about it?” I asked.
“Yeah…sure,” He agreed.
“So…I’m hungry…” I said getting up and going to my closet. I opened the door and looked in the corner, where racks were with food. Not a lot, but still. Food! I grabbed some chips and sat back on the bed. “So, whatchya wanna do? We can watch TV or play a game or-” I felt his lips touch mine and I blushed. A few seconds later I broke the kiss and he frowned.
“What was that for?” I asked, still blushing. He shrugged and I laughed as I turned the TV on.
About an hour later, I was almost asleep. Then, I felt a warmth around my waist. I smiled. He was lying down beside me with his arm laying on my waist. i was too tired to care, so I drifted off.
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geez. this story gave me so much freakin trouble! UGH! oh well....comment. vote. blah blah blah. blah.
OH! AND GUYS! I'm thinking about making chapter 10 in Burashi, the spirit inside Yashima, her P.O.V. so tell me what you think about that! KAY? Bye~
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