*** READ *** Okay, so hi you guys. This is the last chapter before I wait until I get 15-20 votes on this whole story. Share this thing with your friends, please! I'm honestly kind of desperate, I don't like using that word but this is the farthest I've gotten in an actual story of mine. I deleted all of my previous ones just for this one story, so I could dedicate my entire time to it. Well most of my time to it. also the numbers and skype i give down below, is neither my actual skype, nor my actual phone number.
Anyways, I'm dedicating these 4 chapters to @Connor_x2 ! he pushed me to update everyday with his little comments and it made me happy. yay. You're an amazing guy, man. Keep up your secret story.
Anyways, as of now I'm picking the actors/people for our characters in our book. Phen, an upcoming character (;] wink), which be played as Hannah Walpole with her blonde hair, the new hair, not the old scene ish swept fringe hair. Anyways, I can't find anybody else rn to play Madi, Matt, Markus, and our other main character Ourin. Put it in the comments??? TY ILY!!
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When I returned from home, mom was asleep on the couch, snoring lightly. It was getting a little cold as of now, so I took a blanket and covered her up with it. I smiled to myself knowing that I loved her.
Going up to the stairs, I undressed myself until I was only in my boxers and called my cat, Phantom, so he could sleep with me. He was completely black, and soft with lots of fur, so he could help keep me warm in the night. Closing my eyelids, I drifted off to a sort of comforting sleep.
////2 Months Later/////
"It's your fault, Ourin Kalum Daily, I will never forgive you! Go to hell, and fucking rot for all I care," Kassandra repeated for the seventh time.Tears were streaming down my face. "No, baby, I love you--" I sobbed harder, "Don't do it, don't do it again." By now tears, along with snot was (PS READERS: this actually happens when you cry alot) streaming down from my nose.
She held a knife near her throat, ready to cut at any time. "You made me do this, Daily, you made me do this. I ha--"
"No," I screamed interrupting her, "I didn't! I DIDN'T! NO, NO." I covered my hands over my ears to be rid myself from her taunting voice. She's lying, I told myself. It wasn't my fault, none of it was. She told me so in her note. I looked back at her, my eyes knowingly bloodshot, tears falling from my eyes.
She looked at me, her eyes filled with pain, grief, and everything in between that would cause someone so strong to go crazy like she did. Sliding the knife across her neck, I screamed, jumping towards her, holding her in my arms. "No," I chanted, "No, no no no no." There was blood everywhere.
Suddenly Kassandras eyes opened, blood red, "It's your fault, Ourin."
I woke up panting, sweat running down my back. I kept having that dream over and over again since she died. I would only remember little bits and pieces of it, but now I remember that she opened her eyes.
Running my hand through my sweat tainted hair I got on my laptop, my chest still heaving upwards and downwards. Under the Google chrome search bar, I looked through my old favorite places I used to visit.
Cancerrehabchat was among them; the place I met Kassandra from. It wouldn't hurt to revisit, would it?
Getting rid of the little pride I had left, I clicked the site with my Pikachu cursor. 'I need to change that soon,' I thought to myself.
In big bold white letters it said, 'Log in and chat publicly.' I did as it asked and looked throughout the chat that was going on as of now. There was one person in particular I saw, everyone was ignoring he/she. With a sad smile etched across my face, I clicked the user name CURRENTLYSAD and began writing a small little message to he/she,
'Hi, I'm Ourin,' it began, 'I can't help but notice no one was talking to you, and I know this is a site where you vent your feelings and get feedback but other people aren't listening to you, and that's what they aren't supposed to do on this site. If you need any help I'm here, if you would like we could Skype anytime, or possible talk on the phone. Here's my Skype and my number: Skype: mizfitturtles, Number: (270)-555-4565'
I almost got an instant reply, "Hi.. I'm Phen.. we could Skype if that's okay with you. I'll call you in 5 minutes exact, thanks. c:"
Logging into Skype, I awaited a call which I received no later than 300 seconds (5 minutes) from a user name CURRENTLYBEINGATURTLE. I clicked accept to find a gorgeous girl in front of me.. small and fragile.. She looked so much stronger behind her screen I concluded with a single look.
I noticed her white sweater was tinted red at the bottom.. could it be?
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Teen FictionWhen Ourin Daily's girlfriend, Kassandra, kills herself, Ourin believes he needs to move on to another love life after 4 months being cooped up in his house, and going out occasionally. He meets a girl on a cancer relation site chat, and decides to...