Quotes added on Tuesday, July 13 2010
I
will never let you
fall
I'll stand up with you
forever
(I'll be there for you)
t h r o u g h i t a l l
even if saving you
s e n d s m e t o
HEAVEN
I'll stand up with you
forever
(I'll be there for you)
t h r o u g h i t a l l
even if saving you
s e n d s m e t o
HEAVEN
The Story of Selene
Part Seven
Chapter 7
Blake and I didn't talk for a week. I was doing my homework one night and he was on IM. I messaged him.
Me: Hey.
Blake: Hey.
Me: What the hell? Why haven't you talked to me?
Blake: Why did you kiss Steven? He's pretty much put you through hell the day before, yet you're still all over him on the bus.
Me: I know what he did to me. And I wasn't all over him. He was the one who kissed me. I kissed him back, but that dosen't mean that I was all over him. I don't even like him anymore. But why does it even matter to you if I kiss him or not?
Blake: It doesn't. I have to tell you something.
Me: So then tell me.
Blake: No. It has to be in person. Meet me at the park in 5.
Me: Ohkay..
At the park:
I saw Blake over by the swings. I walked over to him and sat on a swing, and he sat next to me. We swung in silence for a couple minutes before I said something. "So what did you have to tell me?" I asked. He stood up and walked over to me. I stood up too. I looked up at him and made eye contact. He was only a couple inches away from me. He pulled me into a hug. We pulled apart after a minute or two. He grabbed my hands and looked into my eyes. "Selene...." He said quietly. "The only reason why I cared so much about you kissing Steven is because, well, I'm in love with you.." He said even quieter. "Oh....." I said. It was going to take me a minute to process all of this. "You don't have to say anything. I was just tired of keeping this to myself." He said, and he turned and started to walk away. He was about 20 feet away from me when I realized it. I was in love with him, too. "Blake! Don't go! I have to tell you something too!" It started to pour, but I didn't care. I needed to tell him. At this point he was even farther away, so I started running towards him. "Blake!" I said when I caught up to him. He turned around but didn't say anything. We were both standing there in the middle of the park, soaking wet, and it was down pouring. "I think...I think I'm in love with you too." He didn't say anything. He took a step towards me, put his hands on my waist, and kissed me.
Part Seven
Chapter 7
Blake and I didn't talk for a week. I was doing my homework one night and he was on IM. I messaged him.
Me: Hey.
Blake: Hey.
Me: What the hell? Why haven't you talked to me?
Blake: Why did you kiss Steven? He's pretty much put you through hell the day before, yet you're still all over him on the bus.
Me: I know what he did to me. And I wasn't all over him. He was the one who kissed me. I kissed him back, but that dosen't mean that I was all over him. I don't even like him anymore. But why does it even matter to you if I kiss him or not?
Blake: It doesn't. I have to tell you something.
Me: So then tell me.
Blake: No. It has to be in person. Meet me at the park in 5.
Me: Ohkay..
At the park:
I saw Blake over by the swings. I walked over to him and sat on a swing, and he sat next to me. We swung in silence for a couple minutes before I said something. "So what did you have to tell me?" I asked. He stood up and walked over to me. I stood up too. I looked up at him and made eye contact. He was only a couple inches away from me. He pulled me into a hug. We pulled apart after a minute or two. He grabbed my hands and looked into my eyes. "Selene...." He said quietly. "The only reason why I cared so much about you kissing Steven is because, well, I'm in love with you.." He said even quieter. "Oh....." I said. It was going to take me a minute to process all of this. "You don't have to say anything. I was just tired of keeping this to myself." He said, and he turned and started to walk away. He was about 20 feet away from me when I realized it. I was in love with him, too. "Blake! Don't go! I have to tell you something too!" It started to pour, but I didn't care. I needed to tell him. At this point he was even farther away, so I started running towards him. "Blake!" I said when I caught up to him. He turned around but didn't say anything. We were both standing there in the middle of the park, soaking wet, and it was down pouring. "I think...I think I'm in love with you too." He didn't say anything. He took a step towards me, put his hands on my waist, and kissed me.
Really? This is you being my
friend?
Because I think I could go out on the streets right now, pick any random
person and they would
care more
about me than you.
correct
me if i'm wrong, but you told me
you'd never leave.
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if you love
something
let it go
if it comes back,
its yours
if it doesn't,
it was never yours to begin with
its yours
if it doesn't,
it was never yours to begin with
I don't understand anymore..
Why I'm
still alive in this world...
They took me away from you......
I miss you...
They took me away from you......
I miss you...
&+
I Would Never Tell... #2
But I'm abused.
Nothing too bad, there's not really much hitting or beating.
But have you ever heard of "verbal/mental abuse"?
I suffer a SEVERE case of that.
My dad loves me. He always has. But it doesn't matter,
I never see him. He lives in New York.
My mom hates me, and so does my stepdad.
They just got married a month ago, and I've hated him since they started dating.
He always tells me how much he hates me,
And how nobody cares about me,
And how much better he is than my dad, he's not.
And how nobody will ever love me, ever.
Usually I just shake it off.
Scream into a pillow.
Remember
"only four more years."
But every once in a while, I start to believe him.
Sometimes, he really is right.
I really am ugly.
I really don't have anyone that loves me. (except my dad)
have you ever heard the story of Cinderella?
That's like me, except there's no Prince Charming.
Every day when I come home, they start yelling.
I never do anything wrong, but they make me clean, EVERYTHING, SPOTLESS, as punishment.
I don't know what I'm being punished for, ever.
They cover it up really well.
They buy me things so people at school won't suspect how much they hate me.
When friends come over (which is rare)
They act like they love me.
But honestly, if you saw them when we were alone,
But I'm abused.
Nothing too bad, there's not really much hitting or beating.
But have you ever heard of "verbal/mental abuse"?
I suffer a SEVERE case of that.
My dad loves me. He always has. But it doesn't matter,
I never see him. He lives in New York.
My mom hates me, and so does my stepdad.
They just got married a month ago, and I've hated him since they started dating.
He always tells me how much he hates me,
And how nobody cares about me,
And how much better he is than my dad, he's not.
And how nobody will ever love me, ever.
Usually I just shake it off.
Scream into a pillow.
Remember
"only four more years."
But every once in a while, I start to believe him.
Sometimes, he really is right.
I really am ugly.
I really don't have anyone that loves me. (except my dad)
have you ever heard the story of Cinderella?
That's like me, except there's no Prince Charming.
Every day when I come home, they start yelling.
I never do anything wrong, but they make me clean, EVERYTHING, SPOTLESS, as punishment.
I don't know what I'm being punished for, ever.
They cover it up really well.
They buy me things so people at school won't suspect how much they hate me.
When friends come over (which is rare)
They act like they love me.
But honestly, if you saw them when we were alone,
You'll see the hate in their
eyes.
I do, every
day.
I see that
hate,
every.single.day.
Kinda long, but please read. I think it's worth it. But shhh... don't spill my secret. ):
I don't know why the last few lines are pink, that's not intentional, witty messed it up.
what have you done to
my heart?
