youcantcatchme

I  hate you so so much
Kate, you think you're freaking god because 
"no one's an a//hole, this is 7th grade leah."
well guess what? you've said bad stuff about
people before, and this guy liked someone
while he was dating me. I think I have
the freaking right to call him an
a//hole.




 

My Crazy Coincidence 
- C h a p t e r  4 - 

I read over my new texts.
My dad wasn't very concerned about my well-being, seeing as I've done this once before
but I had showed up right before dawn broke the next morning. "You okay? Where ya been? 
I was going to take you out at the diner this morning but you weren't at your penthouse." I
rolled my eyes at all the lies in that one text message. "Mom's been freaking out! Where are you
Abby?! I really hope you're okay." My brother was the sweetest thing I've ever known. The best
thing in my life at the time.. besides Harry. "Where the f*ck are you? I almost called the cops
after your a//hole father came knocking, seeing where you were." Now I wanted to throw
my phone at the wall, throw my life away. Disappear. My stupid, unloving, uncaring druggie
mother, I hated her. She did care about me, a lot in fact. But she was so cruel at showing
her emotion that she just made me so mad in her expressions. "Urgg." My face felt read and
steamed. "Wowowow, calm down. Don't let your blood boil." I knew Harry was just joking
around to make me feel better, but this wasn't the time. I cracked. "Just leave, okay? I don't
need you anymore. Thanks for your help and all but GOODBYE!" I waved at the air like I was
swatting a fly. I regretted it immediately after. Harry stood up, smoothing out the red cushion
he had been sitting on. "Well.. erm.. my number is erm.. in your phone if um you need it."
He ran his long, bony fingers through his hair. Why did I just blow him off like that?

I needed him here, with me. I didn't actually want him to leave.



 

Characters: 
- My Crazy Coincidence -


Abby:  http://tinypic.com/r/2uh5y0z/6

Josh: http://tinypic.com/r/fux553/6

Harry: http://tinypic.com/r/20476p/6

(yes, I'm sorry it's a 1D story.)

Dad: http://tinypic.com/r/p29ag/6

Mom: http://tinypic.com/r/pqu9/6

Johnny (brother):  http://tinypic.com/r/2vcevph/6

(This is David Rodriguez. He's not what I had in mind
of him looking like but whatever.)


P.S. Sorry the last chapter looks all screwed up, like the lines, and I'm sorry
it's so long but I needed to build up to suspense with her mom.


 

My Crazy Coincidence 
- C h a p t e r  3 - 


I was scared the next morning. I had awoken in the hospital, with some curly-haired stranger
sitting near my bedside. "Who are you?" I called out, my hangover giving me a massive headache. 
"I'm Harry." He said with such an innocent, sweet look I could almost melt. "Mind telling me who
you are, miss?" I questioned. "You don't know?" I was still very confused. At that moment
the nurse walked in with a tray full of tools meant for poking and proding. "Oh you're awake! Won't
be needing these anymore." She pointed at the tools with a chuckle. I sunk back into my pillow so
maybe she would catch up on the fact that I was not amused in the slighest bit. I just wanted to
know what had happened to me last night. "Honey, we need to know your name." The nurse grabbed
my wrist and knelt down as if I was on my death bed. "Um.. I think it's.. It's Abby. Yeah, Abby." I furrowed
my eyebrows at me almost not remembering my name. Was this situation that serious? "Last name too." The nurse picked up a clipboard off the wall and began to jot things down as I spoke to her. "Abby
Dunnavant, I live in New York City. Where are we now?" I looked around the room as to give myself
at least a clue. "You're in New Jersey.." Harry responded. I shot straight up in bed, cracking my back in
the process. "How did I get all the way to New Jersey?!" I exclaimed. The nurse laid me back down 
so I wouldn't hurt myself anymore. "Let me tell you the story--" Harry was cut off. "I'll be leaving, I'm
Mrs. Jacklin if you need anything else. Or you can just press the button on the wall behind you."
Mrs. Jacklin, the nurse, walked out letting Harry to finish his story. "Anyways.. I was just driving along on my way out of New York State, and I saw you walking along the road, looking like a zombie of some sort.
I pulled up along side you and asked if you were alright. Your eyes were closed and right after my question, you had no hesitation of falling to the ground. I quickly jumped out of my car and put you into
the back seat. It was about 1:00 A.M. and I had to be in New Jersey by 7:30 A.M. so I just drove on
into N.J. and brought you to this hospital. And another thing.. I told them that I was your brother. I didn't
want to have to worry your parents about you being in the hospital." My mouth was wide open in shock
as I tried to recall my actions from last night. I was with Josh and we got a little.. drunk. But I had
no recollection of any other events that may have occured. I knew Josh was a bad influence. But I
could just never stay away from him, and I didn't know why. Now I understood. He wasn't capable
of keeping people safe or watching over them, if he had let me just walk into the woods like that. What
if I had been attacked by someone or something? What if I broke something or hurt myself? What would
have happened if Harry hadn't found me? I owe my life to this newly found friend, I realized.
"Thank you. Thank you, so much." I randomly started bawling out the words. Harry came over and
gave me a long hug. "So you remember what happened last night?" He asked into my ear, still
embracing our hug. We released as I said, "Well, not exactly." I got into the whole story of Josh and our
"wild party" last night. "Oh.. so you have someone in your life.." He had a depressed look on his face,
almost as if he wanted to be mine. "Not anymore." I crossed my arms and pouted. I had to get back to
New York a.s.a.p. before someone actually realized I was gone. "Do you happen to know where my phone is?" I felt around in the drawers next to my bed but couldn't find anything. Harry whipped out of his 
back pocket what happened to be my phone. "Thank the lord. I hope you didn't read anything." I gave
him a weak smile, but he looked away blushing. My phone read '11 New Text Messages, 3 Missed Calls,
1 Voicemail.'

Some from Kristen, my Dad, my brother.. and my Mom.



 

My Crazy Coincidence 
- C h a p t e r  2 - 


I called out Josh's name again to hear no response, just dark silence. Great. Just great.
I walked around blindly for what seemed like half an hour until I ran into what felt like a couch. 
I sat down for less than a couple seconds before I heard a second body crash on the couch
next to me. I made my hand into a tight fist and swung. "Ow!" screamed a familiar voice.
"Why the hell did you shut the doors and scare me like that, a//hole?" I started to giggle
and play punch him. "Sorry babe, I just wanted to get you pumped up for tonight!" He
said with a casual yet sly grin. "Who else is here?" I said, looking around though it was
still pitch black in the gigantic building. Josh clapped his hands and the bright illuminating
lights slowly turned on. Squinting, I looked around to see no one. "Just you, me, and history."
Josh added with a wink, making this all too good to be true. "Yeah what a 'party' this is." 
I joked around, me being my sarcastic self. Josh smirked and walked to the opposite side of the room,
opening a large grey cooler filled with Coors light beers. I cringed at the sight of beer. I didn't
want to end up getting drunk by the end of the night, because in all honesty, I didn't trust
Josh all too much with my safety. He bent down, picked up a glass bottle and threw it towards me.
I screamed after I just nearly caught the bottle. 'Good throw.' I said in my head.
 
~~

The whole night, we sat around on the various couches and chairs, watched some movies
on the old TV Josh had brought, made out.. a lot, and got a bit drunk.
By the time I left, I couldn't see straight. My walking was off balance and my
breath smelled of alcohol. I was in no condition to drive home
but it's not like I took even a split second to think about what could've happened to me if I did

because after that, I couldn't remember anything.






 

My Crazy Coincidence 
- C h a p t e r  1 - 


"No, Kristen, I can't hang out tonight, sorry. I'm going to Josh's wild party he's having."
Kristen had been my best friend since 2nd grade, and we did everything together, but
she was definitely not the partying type. "Don't get too drunk, k?" She made me promise.
I hung up the phone as my thoughts floated off to Josh. Oh, Josh. He was so perfect.
His hair flowed just right, his teeth as white as pearls. The "thing" we shared was so innocent, 
yet so dirty at the same time. I thought more as I combed out the knots in my hair with my fingers.
I made sure to look extra good tonight, just so maybe Josh would find more interest in me. 
I slipped into a blue and white striped dress, adding a brown leather belt to complete the look. 
I threw on some blue sandals and an anchor necklace. The dress was very skimpy, nothing my
mother would have ever approved of. My mother.. she was gone now. Out of my life.
Not that she was dead, it's just I had run away from home when I was halfway through
my first year of high school, and I haven't talked to my mom since. She just never
understood me the way I had wanted her to. I felt bad leaving home, me being only 15 and 
leaving my poor 12-year-old brother Johnny to suffer with my mother and her depression.
But it's not like I could've taken him with me. My father is one of the wealthiest men I know,
a billionaire, you could say. But there's a problem with him. My father hated relationships. 
He owned a dozen Mercedes-Benz companies and always had to be on top of the game.
One night he and my mother were out drinking at the same club and ended up.. ya know.
Then came me. He never stayed with my mom though, nor cared for me. Her mom
kicked her out of the house when she found out my mother was pregnant, with only
my father's money supporting her. A couple years later, my father came crawling back
begging for forgiveness. Then my brother came, and the same story happened all over again.
Even though I knew my father was an a//hole, he was the only support system I had,
and he felt horrible knowing I was living alone, and that he had never cared for me.
He supplied money to let me live in a gigantic penthouse in New York City. He payed
for me to go to college at CUNY, a New York university. I was basically forced to love him.
About an hour later, around 8:30 P.M., I grabbed my clutch and my phone and rushed out
the door. ~~ I rolled the top down in my BMW, just to be classy. Josh would like this.
I arrived at the party, which was being thrown at an abandoned warehouse in 
the middle of nowhere, New York state. I slid open the giant warehouse doors. "Josh?"
I called out. The warehouse was pitch black. I took a couple steps into the building
as I heard the large metal doors slam shut and lock behind me. 

"Oh, sh*t." I whispered.





 

My Crazy Coincidence 
- p r o l o g u e - 


I woke up in the hospital. 

I couldn't remember anything. What am I doing here? I thought. Where's my mom, my dad?

Even, how did I get here? I rubbed my blurred eyes and looked around the room. I had various

tubes and wires stuck into me, and I started to feel faint. 

That's when I saw him.

He was sitting quietly in the corner, his curls falling to the side of his face. He smiled gently.

If I had had enough strength, I would've screamed. But I didn't. 

"Glad to see you're awake. & healthy." The stranger gave off an odd feeling that I couldn't desribe.

Maybe it was a slight memory, but my brain couldn't grasp onto it long enough.

"I don't even remember anything. What happened? Who are you?" 

So many questions ran through my mind, so many waited for answers.