Quotes added on Thursday, November 8 2012
.: I Met Him On Omegle :.
Andreas P.O.V
I fell asleep on the hospital chair. When I woke up, nurses were running in and out of Jesses room. Ryan and I called the ambulance straight away and they might save him. He was lucky, he had taken so many pills. There was 2 empty packets and a good-bye letter.
It said: 'I feel like this is a selfish thing to do, when so many others have cancer or have heart attacks but I couldn't continue living this life.
The guilt is eating me alive. I am the reason my parents are dead, one year ago, they died because of me.
Jesse Gray.'
“What's wrong with him?!” I asked.
“Miss, please sit down.”
“TELL ME WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM!” I screamed.
“We-we don't know if he'll make it...” the nurse said, looking almost scared. I was ashamed of myself, of the way I acted. I shouldn't have screamed at her, she did nothing wrong.
That was breaking point for me, tears fell down my cheeks and at that moment, Ryan came from the food court. “What's wrong? Is he okay?” Ryan, he was taking this fairly well.
“They-they don't know if he will-will make it,” I sobbed.
“Andi, he's strong,” Ryan told me soothingly.
Soon, morning came, we were allowed to stay because one of the doctors was Ryans father. Jesses doctor, Doctor James, came out and looked at the two of us. “What's wrong with him?” I asked.
“Uh, well you see, we were unable to save Jesse and he passed away. I am very sorry for your loss.”
I laughed, “You're lying.”
“Andi, sweetie, he-he's dead...” Ryan said.
“JESSE IS NOT DEAD!” I yelled, angrily, tears falling down my cheeks. “You're lying, please tell me you're lying!” Ryan had tears streaming down his face as well.
“Andi, he's gone,” Ryan murmured.
“Andi, Andi wake up!” Somebody demanded. It was Ryan.
“W-what?”
“You were screaming. It was just a dream Andi, Jesse is fine,” I was told.
“Promise he'll be fine?” I spluttered. I was shaking.
“Yes, he'll be fine. It was just a dream,” Ryan comforted.
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Haii! I hope you're not confused, if so feel free to ask any questions. Yes, the writing which is in italics is just a dream (: The reason as to why Jesse is in hospital is still not known & sorry if the format is f.cked up, I don't know what's wrong with it :(
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Chapter 17
Samantha's
P.O.V
I looked down at my nails and bit them.
I have many problems, and biting my nails is one of them.
I thought back on the fight Jade and Michael had yesterday at Leigh's house.
Like, go Jade!
I walked out of the door, and flung on a hoodie.
Who bothers changing?
I walked over to Jade's house.
"Hi Samantha!" her smile was bitter.
I heard a familiar voice inside.
"Who's in there?" I asked.
"Um....LEIGH!!!" she batted her eyelashes all innocent-like.
I raised an eyebrow.
"I can tell it's not Leigh."
She turned a deep shade of red.
"Okay, sorry for lying, but Lilian is there." Jade continued.
I barged into the house without asking.
Come on, she better be lying.
As I walked in...
Ew, was it messy!
Jade screamed.
"GET OUT SAMANTHA! I DIDN'T LET YOU IN!"
"But I let myself in. Ew!!! What's this mess Jade? What've you been doing?"
She ran past me, telling someone to run away.
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i'll finish later someone else got to use bye
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I am sorry, a few chapters ago i accidently did 2 different chapters but it had 'chapter 13' so this is chapter 15! sorry about this muddling up stuff its getting confusing.
You're ok when I know you. Everything's ok.
lastnight we were in
love
he was holding me
he was holding my hand
he was cuddling with me
he was telling me he loved me
he was telling me that he was sorry
i was for once happy
i fell aseep in his arms
But than i woke up.
from this fairytale.
i looked around and realised i was by myself
and not in his arms
and that none of that ever happened
it was too good to be true.
he will never apologise to me and this dream i have will
never happen.
they say "follow your
dreams!"
but why am i going to follow someone
who isnt going to chase after me?
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In 1 week we went from
Starting a friendship
to
flirting
and now
awkward
