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8/1/2009 9:00:38 PM
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angelofdeath
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Lest we forget
I sat upon the hilltop, sad and lonely.
I was alone.
There was no one here – then again, there never was.
I let the sunshine soak through my skin, warming my body – yet, I was still cold.
Always cold.
I sat here every Wednesday night. No matter what the weather was like. It was just habit now. I missed him.
“Honey…” a high-pitched voice whispered. “It’s about to rain. Come back home, please. Being out here alone surely isn’t good for you.”
I didn’t reply. I just stood up and followed her home.
I had lost all words, all means of communications. I lost him.
The weeks passed like they usually did, one day at a time. Slowly, but surely, taking me closer to my grave. Day by day.
I sat upon the hilltop. Today it was raining.
A hand touched my shoulder.
I turned my head, expecting to see my mother.
“Hey,” the man smiled. “Why are you out here in the rain?” he asked.
I didn’t reply. I couldn’t. I just continued to state into oblivion.
“I’m Felix.” I turned my head to see him grinning, but I didn’t smile back.
I looked back out into the rain, seeing a patch clearing up ahead.
Felix followed my viewpoint.
“Do you like the rain?” he asked.
I shook my head.
“The sun?”
I shook my head. I didn’t like anything.
“Why are you outside?” he questioned again. “You’ll catch a cold.”
I didn’t speak. I simply stood up and walked back towards my home.
“Do you want me to walk you?”
I shook my head. I didn’t need his help.
When he turned to walk away, his hand purposefully bumped against mine.
“Whoa! Your hands are cold…” he pulled my hand into his.
Oh, how I had not felt the warmth of another’s hand around mine in so long.
He lifted his other hand to my cheek.
I slapped his hand away before he could touch me. A hand was enough.
Just a hand was too much.
My head began to ache. Memories flew back in. I needed my drugs.
I ran to the safety of my home.
“Darling, what on Earth are you doing?” she rested both hands on my shoulders as my arms flailed around through the cupboards desperately. Looking for my life. My drugs.
“Honey, you know that the nice doctor told me to hide them.”
I felt like sighing.
“Just go to your room, lie down. I’ll be there in a mo’, ‘kay honey?”
I nodded slightly. Even nodding was becoming hard.
I walked quietly to my room. Everything was too hard.
Mother walked in a couple of minutes later.
“Here you go, honey.” She passed me a glass of water and a few pills.
She knew exactly what was happening.
I didn’t though. I didn’t know how the doctor had even diagnosed me. I stopped speaking before then. The shock stopped me in my tracks.
The sun of my life disappeared. Everything clouded over. And then it began to rain. And when it rains, in my life, it pours. The solid, dry ground that I had been standing on, it turned to mud. I sunk into the mud, up to my neck. I couldn’t breathe, but after a few months, I learnt how. I’m still in the mud though. And I still can’t get out.
I opened my mouth and Mother put a couple of pills on my tongue. I closed my mouth and opened it again, letting her lift the glass of water to my lips.
I took in a mouthful and swallowed, pulling the drugs down into my stomach.
“Remember, honey, they’ll take a minute or two to take effect. So, just try to keep your mind clear, okay?”
I nodded slightly, lying down on my bed.
Mother went out into the hall and got me a blanket, laying it over my cold body as I began to sink into a thoughtless state.
My curtains were open, and I watched the sky darken and the stars appear.
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~Maisy x.
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8/1/2009 9:00:48 PM
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angelofdeath
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Over two months passed without another encounter with Felix.
I liked it, my life stayed the same – well; I didn’t like it. But, I liked it better than I did with Felix here, disturbing my peace. Bringing my past back into the present.
It had been a year already, and I hadn’t even noticed.
“Darling,” Mother whispered one morning. “It’s today. Do you want to go and visit him?”
I shook my head roughly. I wasn’t ready.
“Well, honey. I’m going to go. Will you be okay here, on your own? I can call someone to come and stay with you if you want. I could call that nice young boy from down the road.”
I shook my head. Just give me my drugs, I thought, and I’ll be fine. I won’t be able to do anything anyway.
“You only have two options, dear.”
I shook my head. I wanted the third option.
“I’m going to call that boy, okay?”
I shook my head weakly as she beeped through her Contacts to find his number.
She lifted the phone to her ear and I closed my eyes.
“Hello Felix. This is… Yes, that’s me… Oh, I’m fine, dear. Yourself? …That’s good, how’s your mother? …Oh. I’m so sorry… You’d get along great with my daughter… Oh, really? Well, do you reckon you could come up and watch her for an hour or so? I can give her her pills if it makes it any easier… Good, thanks, Felix.”
She stopped talking abruptly.
“Felix will be here soon, baby.”
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Yes? No? Maybe?
Just to note, this isn't finished. And I'm not sure where I should take it.
I'm kind of doing it for a friend, and so I want it to have a happy ending (though I'm not sure whether this will be romance-y or just like :o she gets a friend and re-learns how to smile or some shit like that...) yeah?
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8/2/2009 7:32:40 PM
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Babyjoker
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Umm...I like it you should keep going..or whatever you want
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So...the girl loves the boy
But the boy doesn't love the girl back
So he lies and she lets him just to get by with the day
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8/3/2009 3:43:06 AM
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angelofdeath
Posts 147
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Thanks. ^^
I'm working on it right now...though, I should probably do homework instead.
Be the perfect student, that everyone expects...
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~Maisy x.
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8/3/2009 1:54:58 PM
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bellababe
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angelofdeath ^3^ wrote:
Over two months passed without another encounter with Felix.
I liked it, my life stayed the same – well; I didn’t like it. But, I liked it better than I did with Felix here, disturbing my peace. Bringing my past back into the present.
It had been a year already, and I hadn’t even noticed.
“Darling,” Mother whispered one morning. “It’s today. Do you want to go and visit him?”
I shook my head roughly. I wasn’t ready.
“Well, honey. I’m going to go. Will you be okay here, on your own? I can call someone to come and stay with you if you want. I could call that nice young boy from down the road.”
I shook my head. Just give me my drugs, I thought, and I’ll be fine. I won’t be able to do anything anyway.
“You only have two options, dear.”
I shook my head. I wanted the third option.
“I’m going to call that boy, okay?”
I shook my head weakly as she beeped through her Contacts to find his number.
She lifted the phone to her ear and I closed my eyes.
“Hello Felix. This is… Yes, that’s me… Oh, I’m fine, dear. Yourself? …That’s good, how’s your mother? …Oh. I’m so sorry… You’d get along great with my daughter… Oh, really? Well, do you reckon you could come up and watch her for an hour or so? I can give her her pills if it makes it any easier… Good, thanks, Felix.”
She stopped talking abruptly.
“Felix will be here soon, baby.”
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Yes? No? Maybe?
Just to note, this isn't finished. And I'm not sure where I should take it.
I'm kind of doing it for a friend, and so I want it to have a happy ending (though I'm not sure whether this will be romance-y or just like :o she gets a friend and re-learns how to smile or some shit like that...) yeah?
I really like it..please continue or I'll have to kill you... ...though most mothers didnt invite boys the age of their daughters over to watch them tho i really really like it. Reminds me of quizilla where people write a bunch of stories and such
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8/4/2009 3:40:40 AM
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angelofdeath
Posts 147
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I don't think the mother really has much of a choice though... Unfortunately for her, that's just not the way life works. She has to go with whatever comes along...
I am - currently - under the firm belief that they don't have very much - if any - family left...
Edit: And thanks.  I'll try to keep you updated every 250 words or so.
edited by angelofdeath ^3^ on 8/4/2009
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~Maisy x.
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8/13/2009 6:51:48 PM
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bellababe
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angelofdeath ^3^ wrote:
I don't think the mother really has much of a choice though... Unfortunately for her, that's just not the way life works. She has to go with whatever comes along... I am - currently - under the firm belief that they don't have very much - if any - family left... Edit: And thanks. I'll try to keep you updated every 250 words or so. edited by angelofdeath ^3^ on 8/4/2009
Thanks! I just love this story so much!
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9/2/2009 12:18:23 PM
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bellababe
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angelofdeath ^3^ wrote:
I don't think the mother really has much of a choice though... Unfortunately for her, that's just not the way life works. She has to go with whatever comes along... I am - currently - under the firm belief that they don't have very much - if any - family left... Edit: And thanks. I'll try to keep you updated every 250 words or so. edited by angelofdeath ^3^ on 8/4/2009
not too bug you....but are you almost done with the next part?
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9/2/2009 1:22:06 PM
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emoangel
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omg i love it are u turning it i to a book?
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music lives in the heart of everyone not just the stars.
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9/2/2009 4:51:55 PM
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angelofdeath
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Lol, thanks for that. But God no, I couldn't turn it into a book...unfortunately, it's not as simple as "(snaps fingers). Yep, it's a book now. (y) Good job guys!"
I'd love for it to be that easy though. :P
My life goal is to be a novelist, though I don't think I'll make it quite that far.
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~Maisy x.
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9/2/2009 4:55:50 PM
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angelofdeath
Posts 147
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BellaBabe wrote:
angelofdeath ^3^ wrote: I don't think the mother really has much of a choice though... Unfortunately for her, that's just not the way life works. She has to go with whatever comes along... I am - currently - under the firm belief that they don't have very much - if any - family left... Edit: And thanks. I'll try to keep you updated every 250 words or so. edited by angelofdeath ^3^ on 8/4/2009 not too bug you....but are you almost done with the next part?
Um, not exactly...sorry. I've been working on other stories. I'll see if I can get it up this evening, I know I've written some more, though I'm not sure how much.
Have you heard of FictionPress BellaBabe?
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~Maisy x.
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9/2/2009 4:56:58 PM
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angelofdeath
Posts 147
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But I don’t want Felix, it’s not like he’s going to do me any good. He’ll just annoy me with questions!
Mother disappeared from my room to get changed, I presumed.
I heard the shower turn on, water poured down the drain. Such a waste, she’s only going to visit his fucking grave. He’s not fucking here anymore. Why even bother?
The doorbell rang.
“Honey!” Mother shouted, “Can you go and get that?”
I hesitated, not wanting to get out of bed, only to open the door, feel a cold breeze brush my body, and to see Felix’s face.
I detested the man already.
I pulled myself out of bed and walked to the front door.
I looked through the peephole, standing up on tiptoes.
Sure enough, it was Felix.
I opened the door and gestured for him to come in.
I didn’t meet his eyes though.
“Hey, how are you?”
I nodded, not sure what to do now. I sat down on the couch.
He copied me, sitting down on the couch. He kept his distance though, for which I was happy.
I stared at the black TV screen. Felix must think I’m insane…I probably am.
“Jamie…” mother called from the hallway.
I stood and followed her voice.
Just before I walked out of his line of sight, I turned and held up a hand, motioning for him to stay put.
“Good,” mother smiled. “I take it Felix is here.”
I nodded.
She shooed me back out into the living room and wandered back into her bathroom.
I looked over our sunken lounge-room as I walked into the kitchen.
I opened up the fridge and lifted up a bottle of juice into Felix’s viewpoint.
Why I was being nice, I didn’t know. Politeness, I guess.
He got up off the couch and walked into the kitchen.
“Do you have anything else? I’m allergic to something in breakfast juice.”
Oops. I sighed, putting it back in the fridge.
I closed the fridge and went to the cupboard; I lifted a teabag in his direction.
“I’m not much into tea. Coffee’s good though.”
I grabbed the instant coffee jar and put it on the kitchen bench.
I looked at him silently, hoping he would realise he was allowed to serve himself.
He glanced at me casually, his lips pulled up at one corner.
I rolled my eyes and left the kitchen, leaving him – hopefully – to his own devices.
Mother came into the lounge-room, a grin plastered on her face; I still didn’t know how she managed that.
I couldn’t even smile…let alone on his anniversary. I wrapped my arms around my body so that my fingers were almost touching each other around my back.
edited by angelofdeath ^3^ on 9/2/2009
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~Maisy x.
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9/2/2009 4:58:22 PM
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angelofdeath
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“Well…” she started. “I’m going to go now, have a good day you two.” Now she addressed me, “Jamie, don’t play up. Okay?”
I nodded.
“Felix, if she starts being…weird, tell her to go to her room. You’d do that right, honey?”
I nodded again.
“And then call me, and I’ll come and get her meds.”
Felix nodded, pulling his phone from his pocket. He pressed a button and then put it back in his pocket. “Sure,” he smiled.
Wow, have fun talking to a mute, I thought.
Mother walked out the front door, offering us a small wave.
Felix turned to me, “I can make it myself?”
I nodded and sat down on the armchair. I picked up the remote and flicked through almost all of our Pay TV channels before finding one that was reasonable.
I watched almost all the way through one music video before Felix came and sat down on the sofa.
I looked at his eyes, peering at me over the top of his mug.
He stared back.
I reached down into a box on the floor and pulled out a small packet of my favourite mints.
I pushed one in between my lips and offered one to Felix.
“Thanks,” he smiled, putting his coffee on the coffee table.
I turned back to the TV and continued to watch the music videos. Whenever an annoying song came up, I’d flick the channel to another music channel. Mostly I switched between VideoHits and MAX.
About half an hour later, VH switched to screamo music. I stood up and walked over to the TV cabinet, my pyjama pants getting caught under my feet with every step.
I dropped down to my knees and pulled open our DVD cupboard. I ran a finger over every DVD case we had before picking out Red Dwarf. I wasn’t worried about what Felix would think, who was he to me? He was no one, except a baby-sitter. My eyes narrowed.
I put the first DVD from the box set into the machine.
It began to play immediately and I went back to my chair.
“I love this show!” Felix said.
I was a little surprised. I looked over at him.
He was grinning, and I couldn’t help but smile back. Fuck. I fucking smiled.
I sharply turned my attention to the television screen and pulled my knees up to my chest, tucking my chin in between my legs.
My mouth immediately changed back into a straight line, or frown, or whatever.
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~Maisy x.
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9/2/2009 7:40:03 PM
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bellababe
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You're so awesome at this! I can't wait for more. I'm guessing the meds are for her muteness. Heehee tis so awesome lol
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9/2/2009 7:40:49 PM
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bellababe
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angelofdeath ^3^ wrote:
BellaBabe wrote: angelofdeath ^3^ wrote: I don't think the mother really has much of a choice though... Unfortunately for her, that's just not the way life works. She has to go with whatever comes along... I am - currently - under the firm belief that they don't have very much - if any - family left... Edit: And thanks. I'll try to keep you updated every 250 words or so. edited by angelofdeath ^3^ on 8/4/2009 not too bug you....but are you almost done with the next part? Um, not exactly...sorry. I've been working on other stories. I'll see if I can get it up this evening, I know I've written some more, though I'm not sure how much. Have you heard of FictionPress BellaBabe?
No I haven't, what is it?
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9/3/2009 3:32:34 AM
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angelofdeath
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It's a website where anyone can post a story they have written.
My account is:
http://www.fictionpress.com/~arawrable
I upload stories there more regularly, as it is generally easier, and there is no word limit (though I am not uploading Lest We Forget to this site.
I have four, I think, uploaded fics. (Maybe five.)
So yeah, writing goes up there for me. (:
Thanks for reading.
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~Maisy x.
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9/14/2009 8:41:16 PM
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bellababe
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angelofdeath ^3^ wrote:
It's a website where anyone can post a story they have written. My account is: http://www.fictionpress.com/~arawrableI upload stories there more regularly, as it is generally easier, and there is no word limit (though I am not uploading Lest We Forget to this site. I have four, I think, uploaded fics. (Maybe five.) So yeah, writing goes up there for me. (: Thanks for reading.
Thanks I looked at it and its perfect! I LOVE YOU! Sorry slightly dramamtic there...There is this really AMAZING author i ever fucking read. The story is Black Rainbows by Ori. AMAZING! Seriously better than many many authors who have published work. Its about a gay romance though but its real and not really too sextual.
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9/14/2009 8:50:08 PM
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angelofdeath
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Being dramatic is okay.
Thank you. (hugs)
And do you think that you could link me the story? I'd love to read it. ^^
Love you, too.
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~Maisy x.
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9/15/2009 6:15:10 PM
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bellababe
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angelofdeath ^3^ wrote:
Being dramatic is okay.
Thank you. (hugs)
And do you think that you could link me the story? I'd love to read it. ^^
Love you, too.
Yeah here it is. I could so marry the charcter Daniel
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2680684/1/Black_Rainbows
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9/15/2009 7:44:09 PM
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angelofdeath
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Thanks. I'll try and find time to read it. (:
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~Maisy x.
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