hI EVERYONE THIS ONES GOING TO BE SHORT BUT VERY IMPORTANT SOOOO READ ON.............................
I walked up the stairs dragging my bag behind me, once i reached my bedroom, I threw my bag in the corner and threw myself onto my bed. And i began to cry, i cried about every little problem i have ever had. My Mum, Zane and his freinds, Damon, and all the things that irritate me. i didnt stop untill my dad drove into the drive way. i quickly ran into the bathroom and washed my face.
"Belle?" Mike shouted from the kitchen, i quickly jogged down the stairs and smiled when i saw him.
"Yeah?" i asked trying to keep my voice from quivering. He eyed me suspicously.he put the coffe maker on and sat down at the table, i took my cew, and sat down at the oppisite end.
"So Belle, how was your day?" Somthing wasnt right he never asked me anything about school.
"Why?"i asked raising my eyebrows, he shrugged and got up to pur his coffe,
"Just wondering, it is your firt ngày back since..." he trailed off Since mum, like i could forget.
"Well it was fine, i was late for going back into lunch though," i just threw it out there, i knew that it was going to come out in the end. Why not now? His back was facing me but i could tell that he was smiling, "Dont do it uhm again then,"Mum was allways the strict one, Mike actually likes having some fun. He sat back at the table, and i shrugged my shoulders, he choked into his coffe, "i cant make any promises Mike," and he just noddded. And that was it i went back upstairs and he just left it like that. Sometimes i wonder why i want out of this place.
A while later the house phone rings, and i hear Mike answering it, "Hello...yes whos calling?...Oh...i dont know if thats...fine. Belle!" he shouts my name up the stairs. i go to the hàng đầu, đầu trang of them and take the phone off him, " Who is it?" i whisper to him, but he was allready back in the living room. I took the phone back to my room, and sat on my giường before i spoke,"Uhm, hello?" i asked timidly, all i heard from the other side was silence."Right well if no ones there im hanging up," i just finished speaking before i heard him,"Hi Belle, its Stephan," i couldnt speak with the pure shock, " well we, me and the rest of us, we think that bạn should probebly know the truth," i couldnt breathe. did i really want to know?
I walked up the stairs dragging my bag behind me, once i reached my bedroom, I threw my bag in the corner and threw myself onto my bed. And i began to cry, i cried about every little problem i have ever had. My Mum, Zane and his freinds, Damon, and all the things that irritate me. i didnt stop untill my dad drove into the drive way. i quickly ran into the bathroom and washed my face.
"Belle?" Mike shouted from the kitchen, i quickly jogged down the stairs and smiled when i saw him.
"Yeah?" i asked trying to keep my voice from quivering. He eyed me suspicously.he put the coffe maker on and sat down at the table, i took my cew, and sat down at the oppisite end.
"So Belle, how was your day?" Somthing wasnt right he never asked me anything about school.
"Why?"i asked raising my eyebrows, he shrugged and got up to pur his coffe,
"Just wondering, it is your firt ngày back since..." he trailed off Since mum, like i could forget.
"Well it was fine, i was late for going back into lunch though," i just threw it out there, i knew that it was going to come out in the end. Why not now? His back was facing me but i could tell that he was smiling, "Dont do it uhm again then,"Mum was allways the strict one, Mike actually likes having some fun. He sat back at the table, and i shrugged my shoulders, he choked into his coffe, "i cant make any promises Mike," and he just noddded. And that was it i went back upstairs and he just left it like that. Sometimes i wonder why i want out of this place.
A while later the house phone rings, and i hear Mike answering it, "Hello...yes whos calling?...Oh...i dont know if thats...fine. Belle!" he shouts my name up the stairs. i go to the hàng đầu, đầu trang of them and take the phone off him, " Who is it?" i whisper to him, but he was allready back in the living room. I took the phone back to my room, and sat on my giường before i spoke,"Uhm, hello?" i asked timidly, all i heard from the other side was silence."Right well if no ones there im hanging up," i just finished speaking before i heard him,"Hi Belle, its Stephan," i couldnt speak with the pure shock, " well we, me and the rest of us, we think that bạn should probebly know the truth," i couldnt breathe. did i really want to know?
I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” đã đưa ý kiến Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” đã đưa ý kiến Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Memories,
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The hiển thị is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This hiển thị is over,
Now go home.
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The hiển thị is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This hiển thị is over,
Now go home.
