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Beauty from Pain

C h a p t e r 3  p a r t  2     

He ducked his head down to kiss me, but stopped less than an inch from my lips. "I love you," he whispered, then softly pressed his lips against mine. I'd waited for that moment forever, but it wasn't how I thought it would be. He gently pulled away, and immediately apologized. "I'm sorry that was..I shouldn't have done any of that..It was a bet..I am so sorry Emi," he started. "A...a bet?" I asked, my voice quavering with tears. He looked down. Just as he was whispering I'm sorry one more time, I turned and ran down the hall. I ran to the stairs and started down, tears flying across my face. BAM!! I ran into the wall, and fell backwards down the stairs. Wish I didn't wear slip on shoes now. I tried to get up on my feet, but fell back down the moment I took a step. "EMI! EMI, WHERE ARE YOU?" I heard JD yelling from the top of the stairs. Or maybe it was my imagination. I was dizzy. The last thing I remember is JD's face when he looked over the ledge and saw me on the floor.
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JD'S POV
I shouldn't have made that bet, I know. STUPID! She'll never even look at me anymore, and for what? some cash? GOD WHY?! The thoughts tumbled around my head, guilt building in my stomach, making me sick. I heard a crash from down the hall. "Emi," I whispered. "Emi!" I yelled, realizing that something was wrong. "JD, do you know where Emi is? Coach is looking for her," Becky, one of the girls on the softball team with Emi, asked. I didn't answer. Something was wrong. I ran to the stairwell, faster than I'd ever run in my life. "EMI! EMI, WHERE ARE YOU?" I yelled as soon as the door to the stairwell flung open. I glanced over the ledge, and saw her. Unconscious, tear stains on her face, she lay still on the floor, her ankle at an unnatural angle. "EMI! No!" I flew down the stairs to her side, trying not to cry, my voice choked from holding back my tears. Her heart was still beating, and she was breathing. I relaxed the slightest bit. "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault," I whispered, tears flowing down my cheeks one after another. I picked up her limp body and carried her to the nurses office. "She..she fell. Down the stairs..unconscious..ankle. Look at her ankle," I choked out, looking at her ankle dangling and swaying as I wobbled, fear sticken and feeling sick. I layed her on the bed, and broke down on the floor, sobbing. If any of the other football players saw me right now, I'd never live it down..


Chapter song: Liar Liar-Christina Grimmie*
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NadT0kfP7Zo&feature=related ^


Hey, dramatic chapter. too much? comments please! I need some feedback if anyone's reading? even a fave so I know some people are reading it? thanks..and suggestions are super helpful<3 ;*
 

 

 

Are you okay?

Oh yeah you know I'm just sitting in the corner of the our lockers crying in front of everyone for the joy of humiliation.

 

 

 

not joking and nmf


 

Beauty from Pain

C h a p t e r  3   

"All day. I was watching my him all day. I can't believe I'm falling for my best friend. No. I'm not falling for him. I'm just...confused. Yeah. Confused," I thought to myself, staring at him, in last period. I can't like anyone, I don't believe in love, it's never right. I always get hurt. I kept thinking. "EMI! Please answer the question," my teacher said, Mr. Noes, said. "I'm sorry, could you repeat the question?" I asked. Mr. Noes rolled his eyes. "Translate this sentence from French to Enlish: Voici une maison bleue et blanche. Il est jolie et petite," he repeated. "Here is a blue and white house. It is pretty and small," I said easily. He glared at me for a second, then moved on with the lesson. I glanced at JD again, and realized that he was smiling at me. "Good job," he mouthed. I smiled back, and mouthed thanks back. Mr. Noes ended the lesson. He gave us the last 3 minutes of class to talk. JD came over. "How do you memorize these French words! I thought he said the dog is blue and white. He has a small body," he said. I laughed. He looked into my eyes, and I looked up into his. Neither of us spoke, we just stared into eachother's eyes. The bell rang, but neither of us moved for a second. "C'mon Emi, we gotta get to practice!" said Becky, pulling me away. JD followed. "Wait, Emi, can I talk to you for a second?" I looked at Becky. "I'll be there in a second," then followed JD to the other end of the hall. "You looked really pretty today," he said. I blushed, looking at my shoes again. He gently pushed my chin up, so I was looking into his eyes again. I wasn't expecting what came next.

*Chapter song: The Only Exception-Paramore*
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpRDCUrPxc0 ^


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Beauty from Pain

C h a p t e r  2

Her alarm sang out its monotone beeps. She slapped the snooze button, and fell back asleep. Three snoozes later, she slowly crawled out of bed. She grunted, sounded groggy, and collapsed to the floor. "Forget school," she said/yawned. Her dad walked in. "Emi, it's time to get up. Get dressed. Now. You're gonna miss you're bus, and I don't know who you'll get to pick you up and drop you off." Ick. School. Emi slowly got up and started doing her hair. A simple messybun. No, scratch that, a horribly messy messybun. She didn't care. She put on light mascara and some lipgloss, and slipped on her school uniform. Ick. Their uniforms were gross. Whatever, she plunked down the stairs and grabbed her bags. Another day at school. Great. "Bye mom," she said. And with that, she walked out the door.
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Two silent, boring bus rides later, she was walking through the halls with her friend Elana. "Ellie, do you ever wonder if Mr. Right is right in front of you?" she smirked when Mark, Ellie's crush, was walking with his friends right in front of them. Ellie pushed Emi into the bathroom before Mark could even turn around. "C'mon Em, what was that for? Must you? HAVE YOU NO DECENCY?!" she said. Emi laughed, and Ellie had the slightest trace of a smile on her lips. "C'mon, we gotta get to homeroom before the bell. Mr. Romby will kill me if I'm late one more time," Emi replied, then walked out of the bathroom. Ellie followed quickly, and grabbed her shoulder. "Seriously, please stop?" she said just as Mark was passing by to go to his homeroom. Emi pushed Ellie right into Mark and darted down the hall. "Catchya later Ellie!" she yelled back. She was looking back at Ellie, her red face visible from that far away and growing brighter by the second. She was never going to forgive Emi. By the time she turned around, it was too late. She ran into Kayla. "Whatch it, nerd!" Kayla screamed, pushing Emi's books to the ground. She pushed passed Emi and strolled down the hall. Her posse followed, knocking Emi to the ground. A crowd had gathered, everyone laughing. Ellie stood at the back, watching, her face sad, pained for Emi and this humiliation, but afraid to make a stand. Emi understood. Making a stand for the school nerd in front of this big of a crowd was social suicide. Ellie risked enough just hanging out with Emi. She began picking up her books quickly. When she stood up, she bumped into JD, her crush. Not even Ellie knew she liked him. He handed her a book she missed. "Thanks," she said shyly, staring at the ground. "You know, those may be cute shoes, but you don't have to stare at them," he joked. What a corny line. She couldn't help but giggle. She looked up into his eyes. He took her books from her arms, and walked her into homeroom. "Maybe today won't be so bad," she thought.
*Chapter song: Move Along-All American Rejects*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UvldabMNtaI&feature=BFa ^


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Don't Be Afraid

to stand out 
that's how the lost get found
 

nmf


 

Beauty from Pain

C h a p t e r  1

She closed her eyes and tried to sing along with the music she was playing, her voice cracked under the pressure of trying so hard not to cry. She sounded like a dying animal. She giggled at the thought of her voice, then remembered more and more about how much her life has changed. She wanted so badly to cry, to run to him crying and for him to pull her into a hug. He was her bestfriend. Did she want more though? "No," she whispered, "I don't want a boyfriend." It was true, boyfriends and dating brought too much drama and pain and tears. She just wanted her bestfriend. She kept thinking. Her last relationship ended so randomly, her life was slipping away from her grasp, and she was losing her mind. She didn't know what she could do. She was getting on her family's and friends nerves. Except his. Gosh, her mind kept fluttering back to him. Why? She couldn't wait for the weekend to end so she could walk to classes with him again. She needed to clear her head. Going for a walk always cleared her mind. She glanced out the window. Black out. "Great," she thought. That's out of the question. The song changed. She had never heard this one before. She listened closely to the lyrics. They made her hurt more, reminding her of herself, but as she kept listening, she realized it was a happy song. She thought more. Maybe she shouldn't be reminiscing on old memories. She should forget the past. Right? But if the past is forgotten, it is often repeated. That's why we remember. She hated the thought of repeated the chaos in her life, but remebering the past hurt. Again, she wished and longed for his arms. He wasn't amazingly strong, but she felt safe with him. And happy. He always kept her smiling and giggling with his teasing. "Why do I keep thinking of you?" she asked out loud. Of course, no one was around to hear. She was barricaded in her room, as usual. Her urge to cry grew, but the tears behind her eyes faded. She knew that now she couldn't cry, no matter how much she wanted to. Life confused her so. She wanted to bad to give up, but knew she couldn't. She no longer believed in love, and her belief that she would have a bestfriend always was fading too. But somewhere deep down she felt that she had a purpose. That was the glimmer of hope that kept her going each day. She wanted to lay down and just die for a moment, not have any worries. Of course that wouldn't happen. She layed her head back against the wall she was sitting against and closed her eyes again. She didn't remember opening them, but that didn't matter. Her mind floated back to her previous relationship. She was so convinced he was the one. She let out a long sigh, and curled up on the floor. From that she fell into a restless, nightmarish sleep.
*Chapter song: Beauty from Pain-Superchic[k]*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-GPbYcTDbQ ^

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I try

I try not to show how much it kills me that we arn't even remotely friends anymore. Remember all the laughs and how we always had eachothers back? And how a boy got between us? I miss the times when I could come to sobbing and 3 minutes later I'd be crying even harder, but from laughing so hard. I miss how we could just glance at eachother and know what the other was thinking. I miss having you as a friend, but we'll never get another shot.

 



tonight...

...is one of those nights</3

 




Yes, I have moved on

but there are still days where I think about what we had, and I smile. I think on how it's gone now and I wanna cry. But I won't let myself because I realized something. It's just not worth it.
 

nmf

 


I refuse to believe in love anymore...
you were right, Maria

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