Incompatible

Incompatible

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"Don't jump Shawn!! Please come down and let's talk about it." I screamed. My voice was trembling with fear. "Why? Give me one single reason why I should live? My mom's dead. My dad kicked me out. I only have twelve dollars in my pocket. I have absolutely no friends and no where to live." he exclaimed. i could see the tears dripping down his cheeks and hear the shaking in his voice. "You want a reason? Fine. I.. I love you. I have since the first day I've met you and life would be completely meaningless without you. Please don't do it." I cried,not being able to help waterfalls run down my eyes. ********** Madilyn Duke and her newly divorced dad has to move to a tiny one floor house downtown. Madilyn hates her new school and house and her unemployed dad. Life clearly sucked until she discovers the mysterious guy living next to her house. This kid that comes out with new bruises everyday from his house. Can Madilyn soften his heart or make it even darker than it is now?
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A girl who wanted nothing but to fall. A boy who knew nothing but to rise. Cheryl Faun and Tristan Tanner had their differences. Knowing each other since kindergarten, the two never really communicated properly. Or, well, Cheryl pushed Tristan away with any chance she got. A regular day to them would be a faceless girl trying to commit suicide, and a sunshine boy rescuing her before the gates of hell. In the past 12 years, nothing changed. Absolutely nothing. And when something happens, something completely outrageous and compelling, the two are pushed together closer than they've ever been before. Too close, maybe. But, this didn't change anything. It COULDN'T change anything. Right? If fate had other plans for them, could everything go TOTALLY wrong? Obviously... ~~~ "Stop.. trying to kill yourself!" He retorted. His eyes closed, and he began ranting. "I don't LIKE it when you think it's a good idea to KILL yourself. I don't LIKE seeing you in pain. I don't LIKE saving you because it breaks me every time your eyes seem to lull me to sleep!" I still couldn't say anything. His hands grabbed my face, and I felt him leaning in even more, his lips a mere centimeter away from mine. His eyes were still closed, but I felt a pain behind his breathing. Every small twitch and shiver from him sent a lightning bolt down my spine. He was holding up a wall, and wouldn't let anyone tear it down. My hands moved up a little, and I grabbed his arms. Water was streaming down my face- I couldn't tell if it were tears or the ocean- and he opened his eyes. The emerald green met my grey eyes, and I looked at him, letting him stare at the fallen tears. "If you hate it that much," I whispered, "Leave me here to die." Tristan's eyes gleamed in response, and he leaned over, saying, "As if that'll ever happen." [SEQUEL: LOADING GAME] [ DISCLAIMER: This concept was developed during my middle school years. I understand how underdeveloped the plot is. ]

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