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LipsofanAngelChapter 6
I flicked the lights on in our bathroom, but there was no one in there.
"Allison? Are you here?" I whispered.
Yes.
I gasped. She really had sent me that note.
I sat on the counter and looked around the room wondering where the sound was coming from.
"So.... why did you bring me here?"
Because this is the only place I can talk to you. Here and the lake. Wherever my presence is still around.
"I don't get it... how can you talk to me?"
I'm a ghost. Sort of. I can't go all the way to the other side until my problems are resolved.
I laughed, "This sounds like something out of a bad movie! But I guess it's okay if I get to talk to you."
I don't mind talking to you either Haley. I miss you. More than anyone.
"Can I ask you something, Allison?" My voice cracked.
Go ahead.
"Why did you kill yourself. Why did you... leave me?"
It's not that I wanted to leave you I just couldn't deal with this anymore. Please understand.
"What couldn't you deal with?"
My acting coach... he was raping me.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" I yelled.
I was in total shock. How could thi have happened? Allison was always so happy! And we told eachother everything... why had she kept this from me?
No one would've believed me. I couldn't go through a trial even if they did. I'm sorry.
"I'm sorry Allison... I wish I could've helped you."
You still can.
"How...? You're dead."
Put him in jail.
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LipsofanAngelChapter 5
 I needed a place to think, and I could think of no better place to do that then the lake.
The crisp September air tickeled my bare arms, pretty soon it would be too cold to come out here.
Then, besides her clothes, I would have 't nothing to remind me of my sister. 
As the wind blew the tire swing side to side, I could almost see Allison riding it.
  Why had she left me here to fend for myself?
Sure, I had my friends and Mom and Dad but without her... I just felt alone.
I didn't want to leave you Haley.
There it was again!
In the form of a gust of wind this time, but still clearly Allison's voice.
"Allison? Is that you?" I called, an echo booming back at me.
Yes. 
This could not be happening. There was no such things as ghosts.
I'm not a ghost. Not technically.
I started to get dizzy. I needed to get out of here. I started running back up the hill, desperate to be indoors.
Even inside my thoughts were wizzing around my head. What had I heard? Could it really have been Allison?
I felt myself pulling on my running shoes and grabbing my ipod, hoping music and the fast rthym of my sneakers hitting the concrete would block out what I didn't want to think of.
I really tried, running faster everytime it came to my mind. But pretty soon, I could not longer breathe and I was forced to deal with what had happened at the lake.
I must've been hearing things, right? Transitioning to not having Allison around must just be getting to my head.
With a logical explanation finally in my mind, I began to calm down. I turned around and ran home hoping I hadn't been gone long enough for my mother to have noticed.
Later that night I skyped with Liza and my other friend Talia.
They both agreed that my mind was playing tricks on me, and that I shouldn't stress over it.
I went to bed that night almost having forgotten about the whole incident, missing Allison were the only bad thoughts that plagued my brain.
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Something hit the back of my chair as I was getting ready to leave Englisgh. It was only a piece of paper, but I decided to pick it up hoping a secret note was inside.
Not even close.
Go in our bathroom tonight. I can talk to you in there. was written in Allison's perfct cursive, in her usual pink ink.
This wasn't possible.
It was one thing to think I heard something, holding a real piece of paper in my hands was another.
Was this real? It was hard to doubt it when I held something physical in my hands written by Allison. Who was dead.
I jammed the note into my pocket and hurried into the hallway, hoping that one of my friends could find some sense in it.
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LipsofanAngelChapter 4

The hazelnut iced coffee tickeled my throat as I eagerly took a sip frommy starbucks cup.
I was out to Allison's three best friends; Olivia, Grace and Mia.
"So, why couldn't you guy talk to me about this  at school?" I asked the three girls stilll dressed in their frilly black get up.
"Because!" Mia cried dramatically, "this is a private matter."
I rolled my eyes, "Okay. So what's going on?"
Grace sighed, "Well as you probably already know, I was cast as the lead in the fall school play."
"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked.
"We all think Allison was really upset about it!" Olivia piped in.
"So that's obviously why she killed her self," Mia scoffed.
These girls made me want to throw up, how had Allison dealt with them? This must've been why she didn't bring them around much, she was probably embarrassed of her friends. She always told me she saw enough of them at rehersal and they all needed to rehearse when they actually were at home. Now I knew the rreal reason why.
Before getting completely lost in my thoughts I remembered the three wide eyed girls sitting across from me.
"You guys don't know anything about why Allison was upset. I was with her the day the cast list came out and she couldn't have been happier for you. Some friends you are, not even knowing why your best friend was suicidal for who knows how long! Now If you don't have anything else to tell me, I'm gonna go find the real reason why Allison killed herself." I snapped.
As I walked away from the table I could see the girls' shocked faces out of the corner of my eye.
I thought I would feel bad for being mean to those girls, but I never gave it a second thought.
There was something way more important going on.
My sister's death.
The walk back to my house was a lonely one, so I was forced to go through my thoughts.
If Allison's friends didn't even know what had been going on with her, how was I supposed to find out?
I didn't know what else to do.
I reached my house and crashed up the stairs to my bedroom, ignoring my mom's calls from the kitchen.
When I fell on my bed, I felt the white door that led to the bathroom staring me down.
I hadn't been in there since the day Allison died. It was hard enough to be in this house, let alone the room she died in.
I knew the day would eventually come when I went back in there, so it might as well be today.
I slid off the bed and padded into the bathroom.
It was eerie, being in there. It was sparkling clean, and all of Allison's things had been cleared out.
After the routine investigation of Allison's suicide ended, my mother had stripped this room of anything relating to my sister.
It had somewhat helped at first, but now I missed the comforting feeling of Allison's prescene.
Haley. You're so close. Just keep looking.
What the hell was that? Was there someone in here?
I frantically ripped back the shower curtain but no one was there.
Then I realized something...
That was Allison's voice.

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LipsofanAngelChapter 3

A few weeks went by.
I tore apart our room looking for clues to why Haley commited suicide.
I didn't find a thing. I was really starting to lose hope.
"Sweetie! Are you ready?!" My mother called from the end of the stairs.
"Yea." I replied fidgeting with my ponytail.
I tumbled down the stairs, backpack in hand preparing myself for the day ahead.
Today was the first day of school, and the beginnng of my first school year without Allison.
I hadn't seen any of my friends since the funeral. I didn't think they'd be much help anyway, they were all jocks like me. We didn't really know how to be comforting and sensitive. The day Allison died was the first time I cried in years.
When I got into the front seat of my mom's toyota she was putting concealor on under her eyes. I assumed she was covering up the evidence that she'd been crying, at least one person in my house usually was.
"Sweetie, why are you wearing your field hockey jersey? Don't you wanna look nice for your first day?" she asked.
I sighed, "Mom, I'm supposed to. The entire team will be wearing these."
"I'm just saying, you always wear your sports jerseys. Maybe you could try wearing some of Allisons old clothes."
"How can you even say that." I snapped.
My mother bit her lip and looked down, we were silent the rest of the ride there.
When I got to school, I rushed inside hoping to not be seen. I didn't need people pretending to feel bad for me.
When I got to my locker, I felt the void next to me where Allison used to stand which gave me a sharp pang in my heart.
"Haley?" someone squeaked behind me.
I rolled my eyes, I didn't need this right now. But, I knew I had to be gracious so I put on a fake smile and turned around.
Thank god it was Liza.
"You wanna talk about it?" she asked moving a little closer to me.
I felt tears rushing to my eyes, but I swallowed them back, "No."
"Can I see your schedule?"
I passed it to her, "Can you hurry up though, I need to go talk to Allison's friends."
Liza gave me a look as she handed me the piece of paper, "What are you up to?"
"Nothing." I spat.
She sighed, "Well I guess I'll see you in History."
I walked away from her, ove to Allison's friends who were standing by the auditorium doors.
They were all wearing black long sleeve shirts, tutus, tights, and converse. Leave it to the art freaks to make a horriffic event a new style oppurtunity.
I immediately felt bad for thinking that though, I knew I had to be nice to them. They were my sister's friends after all, and they might be the only link I had to Allison's mystery problems.
"Hey... Olivia, Grace, Mia. Can I talk to you?"
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LipsofanAngelChapter 2

I pulled at my black pencil skirt, trying to look busy. I could see people I knew coming into the chuch but I was in no shape to talk to them.
Today was Allison's funeral and it was taking everything I had to just hold myself together.
I heard footsteps next to me and I looked up to see my best friend Liza's face.
 She smiled at me and sat down and took my hand. She didn't say anything, somehow knowing I was too upset to speak. Having her there though, was very comforting. She always knew how to make me feel good.
The service began and my mom and dad each made a speech.
"And now I would like to call up Allison's loving twin sister, Haley, to say a few words." The priest said calling me up to the alter.
I stood up and pulled down Allison's lucky dance tights that I had worn in her honor and walked up to the podium. I could see people's heads turning towards me out of the corner of my eye, there looks overflowing with pity. When I reached the front of the church the priet patted my shoulder and showed me were to stand. 
The microphone interfeered when I stepped onto the stand and then went back to its low hum.
"My sister was my best friend. And now.... she's gone. Obviously, my family and I loved her and so this is really hard.....
I'm sorry. I just cant do this." I squeaked and ran out of the church.
I reached the parking lot where cars were packed as tightly as possible. I didn't know where I wanted to go, I just needed to get out of that room filled with people pretending to know how I felt.
I found a tree and sat under it, not caring about making a mark on my skirt.
How did I get here?
I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Allison was dead.
Or that she'd commited.... suicide.
At least that's what everyone thought. Her autopsy report didn't come out until tomorrow.
The fact that there ws enough doubt that they had to do an autopsy though, made me sick to my stomach.
"Haley! Are you out here!" I heard my mother yell from about 10 feet in front of me.
"Right here, Mom," I sighed.
She came over and stood next to me, "What do you think you're doing?"
"I just.... needed to get out of there. I'm sorry," I whimpered my eyes fludding with tears.
"Look this is hard for all of us, but it's still your sister's funeral. So you have to come back inside and do this for Allison."
"Do I have to talk again?"
"No. Just come sit with me and your father," she laughed.
That was the first time my mother had laughed since she found Allison in our bathroom.
My mom and I walked back into the church and listened to the rest of the service. The whole time I couldn't take my eyes off the photo next to Allison's coffin. It was a picture of the two of us, at our middle school graduation. I thought I could see a bit of pain in her eyes though, and that was only a few months ago.
Maybe something was going on with Allison.
All during the burial I couldn't get that picture out of my mind.
I was almost sure something was going on with her that I didn't know about.
That nobody knew about.
It was time for me to find out what.

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LipsofanAngelChapter 1
We found my mother leaning agianst the bathroom door, sobbing.
What was going on? Where was Allison?
My father slowly approached my crying mother and leaned down next to her.
"Sweetie, what's going on?" he asked nicely but with a very serious tone.
My mother opened her mouth but no words came out. She could barely manage to point to the bathroom.
My dad slowly climbed around her and dissapeared into the bathroom.
I heard him gasp, "Haley. Get the house phone and call 911."
"Dad....where's Allison?" I asked my voice cracking.
"Haley. Please. Call 911!" he said sternly.
I sprinted down the stairs and ripped the phone from its holder.
After two rings the 911 operator picked up, "911 what's youre emergency?"
"I think my sister's hurt. My dad told me to call and my moms crying," the words spilled out of my mouth.
"Okay, slow down sweetie. Where are you?"
"M-m-my house. 32 Longview Drive."
"An ambulance is on the way."
"Come quick." I said hanging up the phone.
I ran back up the stairs and found my dad sitting next to my mom, comforting her.
"I called," I said panting from all the running.
My father nodded at me, "Just go outstide sweetie. Wait for the ambulance."
"Dad where's Allison."
"Haley Anne Tyler. Go. Outside."
I listened to him, obviously something bad had happened I wasn't going to add to it.
I went out to the porch, the warm August wind making my hair dance off my shoulders.
The worry was making my stomach do flips.
What had happened to Haley?
How bad was she hurt?
Why couldn't I see her?
A few moments later the ambulance pulled up to the driveway, after I pointed to where the stair were the pushed past me.
I didn't follow. It wasn't like I could do anything from her, and I didn't know if I could handle seeing her hurt.
I wasn't prepared for what came out of that door.
The EMT's came out with a strecher as I expected, but Allison wasn't strapped onto it.
Only a black body bag.
"No! No! NOOO ALLSION! You can't leave me!!!" I screeched trying to chase after her.
A police officer held me back as I began to cry hysterically. When I stopped running he let me go.
I collapsed onto the wet grass and curled up into a ball.
I could see moving feet all around me but I didn't bother to look up to see who they belonged to.
Allison, my best friend, my twin sister, was dead.
How could I?
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LipsofanAngelPrologue

"Allison! You out here?" I called to my sister.
I found her sitting on the porch, braiding her long blonde hair.
"You wanna go to the lake?" she asked as I sat down next to her.
I shrugged, "Sure."
We grabbed towels from the house and headed out to the lake behind are yard.
Allison slipped off her crop top and jean shorts effortlessly revelaing her solid pink bikini.
I watched her dive into the water barely making a noise, and quickly followed her.
The refreshing water rushed at my skin giving me chills. When I resurfaced, Allison was already climbing into the tire swing that hung from the tree that drooped over the lake.
I grabbed the tire and hung from it, swaying softly side to side in the water.
"Ever think about just escaping... from everything." Allison said dreamily.
"This is my escape," I chuckled motioning to the lake.
"I mean permenately," She said completely serious.
I looked at her worriedly, "Little dark don't you think?"
She shrugged and slipped back into the water.
After a half an hour of hanging by the lake, the wind got a little colder and we decided to head inside knowing it would be dark soon.
"Girls, go hang your bathing suits in the bathroom. Dinner will be ready in a few," our mother called from the kitchen.
Allison and I raced up the stairs into our pink and green bedroom. Allison's side was painted pink, and mine green.
Allison and I were completely different. Besides our matching blonde ringlets and hazel eyes. Allison held a dance national title, was the star of every school play, and had been taking singing lessons since she was 5. While I played a sport every season.
I quickly grabbed a towel and ran into the shower before Allison could, she rolled her eyes at me as I shut the bathroom door. 
I showered quickly because I could smell the lasagna coming from the kitchen. I quickly dried off and changed into my usual lacrosse pinney and soccer shorts.
When I stepped back into our room Allison was sitting on her bed looking down at the carpet.
"Shower's free... you okay?"
"Um yea I'm fine," she said standing up, "Bye, Haley."
 And she hugged me. 
I looked at her curiously, why was she acting like this?
I shrugged and went downstairs.
I was greeted at the end of the stairs by the smell of warm mozerella cheese and fresh tomato sauce.
I rushed into the dining room where dinner was already on the table.
"Mom can I serve myself?" I called.
"Sure, sweetie! We'll be in there in a minute."
i grabbed a plate and started stuffing lasagna down my throat.
My parents joined me, but Allison was no where to be found.
"I wonder where Alli is." My dad said putting a forkful of lasagna into his mouth.
"She was getting into the shower when I came down," I said a bit worriedly.
"I'll go check on her," my mother said getting up from the table and making her way to the stairs.
My dad and I continued to eat until we heard my mother start to scream.
We looked at eachother and rushed upstairs.
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hey guys,
I'm stopping 'they can't take whats ours'
it really wasn't going anywhere...
you guys would've been bored quickly.
so I am restarting my story 'lips of an angel'
sorry, but I think this is best.
I'm excited for 'lips of an angel'
I hope you guys are too :)

COUNT ON ME
CHAPTER 22
The phone rang a few times, but Michelle finally answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey Michelle, it’s me Ryan. I know we haven’t talked in years but I was hoping that maybe we could change that. I’m getting married in a few months and I was wondering if maybe you would be the maid of honor?”
“M..m..maid of honor? Are you sure? Don’t you think Molly should do that?”
“Considering who I’m marrying… I think you would beperfect.”
“Who are you marrying?”
“Adam Jenkins.”
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“First of all, I would like to congratulate the newlyweds, Mr. and Mrs.Jenkins! You two were my best friends in high school, and Ryan calling me three months ago was just about the best thing that’s happened to me…in a long time. I’m so happy it worked out for you guys, you really are the perfect couple. You’ve made every person’s dream came true, you married you best friend. So, here’s to my two best friends, the bride and groom.” Everyone clapped as Michelle finished her maid of honor speech.
Michelle sat back down and I gave her a huge hug, “Thank you so much Michelle.”
“It was the least I could do for my best friend.”
I smiled at her, and we sat there hugging while we listened to Adam’s brother’s speech.
A few other people gave speeches, and we ate dinner. Finally the moment I’d been waiting for arrived, our first dance.
Adam and I stepped onto the dance floor and he pulled me in close to him.
We began swaying slowly, our wedding song You and Me by Lifehouse playing softly in the background.
“How did I get so lucky?” Adam asked me.
I giggled, “I’m pretty great aren’t I?”
“You really are. You also look beyond beautiful tonight.”
I blushed, “Thank you, husband. You look very handsome in your tux.”
I looked up at him, “Did you ever think, back in high school, that this is how things would end up?”
“I always knew. From the first day I met you.”
I smiled, “I knew too.”
He kissed me, simple but perfect.
“Oh there’s a little note I was supposed to give you during the ceremony but I forgot! Here, read it.” Adam said handing me a small piece of paper.
I gave him a suspicious look and opened the folded piece of paper.
Five simple words were printed on the small paper,
You can count on me.
THE END. 

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CHAPTER 21
*4 Years Later*
I walked into the library to work on my Political Science paper.
I’d been at Stanford for two weeks, but the work load was already insane.
My phone beeped a new text message from my roommate Ali.
Just passed the science hall, be there in like five minutes.
I decided to wait for Ali so we could work on the paper together.
To pass the time, I went over to the little coffee cart to get a drink.
I ordered and soon after the barista handed me my steaming paper cup.“Thank you!”
“No problem, miss.”
I turned around and bumped straight into someone.
“Oh geez, I’m so sorry!”
“It’s cool.” The person said in a vaguely familiar voice.
I looked up at the mystery guy and was shocked by the face I saw.
He looked just like my boyfriend from freshman year, Adam Jenkins.
We both stared at each other in confusion.
“I’m sorry, this is a random question but did you go to Dansbury High?” The strangely familiar guy asked.
“I did actually, did you?”
“For a few months, yes.” He laughed gently.
“Are you…?” I whispered.
“Adam?” He cut me off.
I gasped, “oh my god.”
“Hey Ry. I’ve missed you.” He said with that same crooked smile that still managed to make my knees weaken.
Adam and I talked for what seemed like hours. When Ali showed up, I introduced her to him. She could tell that we need to talk though, so she found an excuse to leave soon after.
Adam told me about his life in London, and I told him what happened in Dansbury after he left. It seemed like he had moved on, I hadn't.
“Have you talked to Michelle?” He asked me taking a sip of iced coffee.
I shook my head, “Not since graduation. We kind of lost touch last year. Last I heard she’s at Julliard majoring in theatre.”
Adam widened his eyes,"Whao, but I have dorm meeting in 10 minutes. Maybe I’ll see you around?”
“Yea, I’ll see you around.” I watched him go the same way I did the cold morning he left for London. 

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