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Post by &&.matthew daskon. on Mar 9, 2010 17:25:38 GMT
'They told me to.' "They?" His voice was weaved through with confusion, weariness, and pain from his leg. "Who's they, Kiara?" Despite all the negative feelings flowing through him at the moment, especially great dislike towards the girl in front of him, Matt's voice was gentle, sparse of even a fraction of hate or anger. He just... wasn't one to stay angry for long. Even after this, sure, they'd be enemies, but his anger would soon vanish. With an unsure glance at the English teacher, the year nine jock sighed.
He was sick of Kiara's riddles. He was sick of her murder attempts. He was sick of her. Sure, Matthew didn't lose his temper all that much, but he definitely did lose his patience quickly. "Kiara, stop darn talking in riddles and explain yourself! What the hell made you do all of - of this? Why?" He raised his hands slightly, palms pointing to the ruined house. "Why, Kiara? Why?" he asked again, voice almost desperate. Well, Matthew was desperate. Desperate for an answer.
WORD COUNT;; { one hundred and seventy five } LISTENING TO;; { city, by hollywood undead } COMMENTS;; { mer. bad post. } MUSE;; { forced out. D: }
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Post by */ leonhardt jones on Apr 2, 2010 19:24:09 GMT
{ it's scratching on the walls } { in the closet in the halls } { i must confess that i feel like a monster } - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - that's what they all do. they. criminals and aliens alike... they try to confuse us to make us feel bad or feel sympathy or... my thoughts are going nowhere, the secretary breathed out through his mouth, quite loudly at that, before he turned his head, looking to the distance and the entrance to the estate. he didn't want to be here, at all, now. he wanted to be back in the MI6; catching aliens, solving crimes, seeing new places and all those wonderful and hidden things of the worlds around them...
"kiara, stop darn talking in riddles and explain yourself! what the hell made you do all of- of this? why? why, kiara? why?"
"... why not? she must be frustrated... hating her miserable life, not seeing a spark of hope in the future. making sacrifices before she killed herself... the MI6 has finally gotten to me. i think we had best go inside to my house," leon suddenly said, a clear, calm and definitely sane tone to his voice as he stood up straighter, returning his azul gaze back to the two year nine students.
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Post by `kiara cherrystone ;; on Apr 3, 2010 16:27:49 GMT
Somehow, that hurt.
How the hell does Matthew's words hurt me? I shouldn't care what he says, he's my worst freakin' enemy. I'm not telling him who they are, he'll think I'm a psych-- Wait a second, he already thinks I'm a psycho.. Well.. I'm not going to tell him who they are because he'll probably go and tell everyone my secret just because we hate each other. Now, Leonhardt hardly seemed to be there, to me. A tiny part of me was still wondering how the hell he knew I was here, but most of me was focused on Matthew, and telling myself not to hurt him again. It was so quiet now, you could probably hear a pin drop. I didn't know how to respond to his questions. He could never know why I did this. He could never know who they are.
I looked at the teacher/secretary when he said we should go to his house. This was my perfect chance to get away, now. I shook my head, looked straight at Mr Jones and half confessed, half lied.
I did kill all of those people because I'm jealous of their happiness. Walking around, laughing all the time, smiling. Having people like them, and take them for who they are. People hate me for just being me. I wanted their family to cry for them, stop smiling, make them feel how I feel all of the time. I just want either of these things to happen: one; end happiness for everyone, or two; make sure everyone has it. It's not fair. I don't get anything I need, never mind what I want. Yes, I did just try to kill Matthew but.. He has everything I could ever ask for. A boyfriend, popularity, a family... Happiness. I paused, thinking about how to end it all, It's just plain jealousy.
I shifted then, breaking my eyes away from Mr Jones, to next look at Matthew, but I could only keep my eyes there for a couple of seconds, I missed his expression.
I'll go now, but I promise I won't hurt anyone else.
I turned around then and ran away into the darkness, into the forest, into the cave where Fang looked up at me with confused eyes.
I got caught. I whispered.
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Words: 377 Notes: longest. speech. ever. xD i know darkee's getting bored of this thread, so i just decided to make kiara leave there. :]
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