i sat in the police station growling about how sabastian was a traitor, ringing the police that was taking it too far. i was perfectly under control of my emoitions i would have stopped as soon as he admitted that women were clearly stronger. But no jerkface had to get the last laugh hejust let me beat him up with half my true strength; laughing all the way through as if i was only tickling him. anyway that just made my rage bite deeper and thats when i got violent clearly shocking him as i winded him the stomach and gave an upper cut to his jaw stopped laughing then dint he started trying to defend him self then when he realised i was going to murder him. ha a tear rolled down my cheek dropping into my palm sabastien just couldnt let me murder him he had to get too close i hit him in the lip as he tried to rescue the jerk i dint mean to hurt him i stopped when i saw the blood gushing down his lip but it was too late he'd already called for help. of cause i hadnt hurt either of them much but thats not the way the police saw it. bloody pigs need to learn the whole story before arresting the innocent.
another tear rolled down my face and landed on the hall with a splash. when i hit sabastian he didnt look hurt but he looked dissapointed in me and the look of pure understanding that flashed in his eyes; made the guilt eat away at me tearing my insides apart... i didnt mean to hit him i sniffled... i would never hurt sabastian purposely.
my head clasped in to my hands i owed him big. i was going to have to do something so sickly sweet he,d forget that i ever hurt him... yeh
thats what i'll do.
a smile came onto my face.. then i would reek my revenge on jerkface for almost ruining my freindship
i rubbed my puffy eyes and looked up as someone tapped me on the shoulder.
i stared up at the person who had called my attention staring into molcha colured eyes the person gasped
"slilver?" the boy wispered with a sigh that sounded like relief
"shit" i replied not really meaning to be directed at the boy.
"whats your name?" he asked with curiosity
i scowled up at him " mary jane" i gave him the name i,d given the police
"my names cherakae" looked at me with pure happiness in his eyes
"why do i need to know that?" i shivered inside from the coldness my voice came out.
he hestated before answering with an answer that sound more like question
"because i feel where going to bump into each other more regulary after today"
my mouth dropped open all my remorse towards sebastien dissapeared. that idiot he's going to pay for getting me arrested but for getting me a stalker he was going to die. he smiled at me with a goofy grin that just looked plain creepy.
"creeper" i said abit too loudly
he altered his face into a more freindly one trying to get my heavey breathing to slow down "i,m not a creeper i am just the guy who moved in next door to you yestereday... so calm down kay"
i heaved a sigh of relief before my face twisted into a scowl "but mr johnston lives next door to me and mrs bailey to my other side with her kids" i said as the relization came to my face and the words roled out of my mouth without much thought
"erm.. mr johnston moving out today since he sold me his house last month?"
"what have you done with mr johnston.." i asked the as the words just continued to roll.
"erm" i saw a flash of fear in his eyes before i continued to question him accusingly.
"i mean, why would mr johnston move out of his house after he's lived in it for 50yrs with and without margret?"
"well... when i bought it .. he erm.. said that he wanted to get ou of his house and see the world try to live on without his dear sweet margret"
"ha!... gotcha.. his wife never was called margret she was called maylene.. now spill"
he went silent for a moment before looking up at me with tear filled eyes
"you couldnt just leave it alone..."
were his last words to me before his eyes went orange and a wave of power knocked into me rendering me unconscious.
sorry its so short and it took so long to write ive being busy with erm... things
i will try to update again by saturday
thanks for waiting if you still are
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