Intense Quotes


When you see two people who are going out or want to but they can't express their affections and so they just look at each other. Y'all know that tension's real. But when you just happen to be RIGHT in the middle of that. HOLY FLAVORED FUDGE IT'S THE MOST AWKWARD AND INTENSE CRAP.
I just did some very intense jump roping... Man that was tiring xD
I finished watching every Doctor Who episode.
It was intense...
*Stands on roof*
*Clears throat loudly*
*Yells*

I HAVE REALLY INTENSE FEELINGS ABOUT ALL TIME LOW

Creepers

Chapter 11

I wake again, still attached to the metal table. I must have been out for a while because when I look around the room no one is nearby. I shift slightly and a wave of heat courses down my back and I cry out. The whole back of my body is burned severely, some of the skin flaking off as I move. I let out a choking sound and start crying. It burns so badly and there is no release. The metal is cool against it but I barely feel it, my nerves probably damaged against the heat.
I let the tears roll down my face freely. I don’t care if they see me like this; I want them to feel bad. As I think this, the door opens and the boy walks in with some ice and a towel. He walks over silently and wipes away some of my tears quickly with the towel, then pours the ice onto the table. I stop crying and whimpering and watch him. He arranges the ice so it is touching most of my burns. I let out a quiet sigh; the ice feels soothing on my back.
“Thank you,” I whisper under my breath.
He nods to me. “Listen you need to tell us your plans. My uncle is not going to just let you get away with this. He’s going to keep doing it until you tell.”
“Why? Why are you guys trying to stop us? Don’t you want to stop them too?”
He sighs. “Of course we do, but the zombies aren’t as dumb as you think. We were able to somewhat ward them off with information. They know that you are trying to stop them from spreading. There are many of them around here and if we give them information then they won’t kill us, but don’t think that because we need information my uncle won’t kill you because he will.”
I gulp. “I can’t give any information. I really can’t.”
“Well if you want to live then you will.”
With that he leaves the room and I am left to my thoughts. I try not to think too much about my possible death. Instead I think about Everett and how worried he must be. We haven’t been away from each other this long since the apocalypse started. He always has my back and now I’m not there to have his. It must have been at least one day so far and I worry that I may never be able to get back to him or the rest of the group.
Imust have fallen asleep because the next thing I know I wake in the quiet room. I grunt in pain and don’t try to fight it. The skin on my back burns and my stomach is blistered from the heat. I’ve given up any hope I had left; I know I cannot escape on my own.
I do not let myself cry though and I am glad of my decision because the boy has just walked into the room. I cringe away from him when he comes close to me. He eyes me and raises an eyebrow.
I just keep my mouth shut.
He takes my hand in his and I scrunch my eyebrows together. Why would he give off any sign of sympathy for me? He gives me a half smile before twisting my finger back harshly. I feel it snap and I cry out shrilly. I look at my finger, bent at an awkward angle and cry.
“Please,” I whisper, my voice too worn out to talk.
“Please what?” He asks. There’s a knowing tone in his voice.
I cry out. “Please stop doing that!”
He scrunches his eyebrows. “You mean this?” He takes another finger in his hand and snaps it back.
I choke on my cry and let out an inhuman groan. “Let me go, please… Please!”
The boy brushes back my hair from my eyes. “Just tell us the information.”
When I shake my head he snaps another finger and I burst into tears like a little girl. “I can’t tell you! I can’t, I’m sorry! Just stop, please!”
Tears are running down my face, my fingers lie limply on the table. The boy actually gives me what seems like a sorrowful look. He punches me in my ribs and I let out a gasp of breath. He gives me a second to gain my air back before punching again in the same spot. I cough and gasp as he does it again and I feel one of my ribs shift. He punches again, harder this time and I feel it crack. I scream and pull against the restraints.
The boy goes to my other hand and I am sobbing now, fighting to stay conscience through the pain. He uncurls my fist and takes my finger in his hand.
I let out a low moan and groan, “No….”
I feel his grip on my finger tighten just before the door bangs open loudly. I glance over and watch as a bunch of guys storm into the room holding guns. I feel dizzy, but I make out a couple familiar faces in the group. They back the boy up into the corner of the room and tie him up.
I feel someone cutting away at my bonds and as soon as they’re done they carefully lift me into their arms. I whimper in pain and let silent tears runs down my face. They bundle me up in a jacket a couple sizes too big and we leave the room. My hand lies limp across my body and my back burns from so much movement. I know we are outside when the cool air hits me. I am in too much agony for my eyes to focus and the pain makes me dizzy.
I close my eyes and feel the steady beat of everyone marching. Just as I fall asleep I hear a faint humming and I know I am safe in Everett’s arms.

 

*****Author's Note*****
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I hope you liked this chapter.
I know most of the stories on witty are not like this, I just wanted to try to bring something new to the table

♥ Thanks ♥
Easy A (Story) Chapter 6♥
~Emily~
On the palm of an outstretched hand sat my small, furry cased phone. I sighed with relief and smiled ruefully at whom I thought was Lauren, getting ready to thank her and moan for having me so worried. But by the time I looked up and actually saw who it was, the cheerful words suddenly froze on my lips and my shoulders stiffened in shock. Oh. My. Gosh. What I could only describe as an utter se+ god (as Lauren would say) was standing- No, KNEELING- a mere 60 cm away from me. He wore all black. Leather jacket, plain t-shirt, fitted jeans - FITTED JEANS! A complete juxtaposition from our clear school policy of wearing uniforms. He must be new. "Yeah, um, thanks" I choked nervously. He smiled a cheeky boyish smile that made me blush an unmistakable shade of pink. "So do you have a name, green eyes?" he tilted his head slightly, still smiling. I still couldn't bring myself to look up at him, pretty sure that I would turn into a living beetroot by then.  


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o0o0o0o0ooooh snap. looks like emily's found herself a crush! lets see what happens in the next chapters, shall we?
Easy A (Story) Chapter 5♥
~Emily~
Tap Tap Tap. My pencil drummed softly against my notebook as I watched the ticking hands on the clock above me. Students began filing through the class door one by one, sitting in their seats and waiting for the shrill ring of the bell to sound and the all too familiar glare of our maths teacher Miss. Libs from the front of the room. Previous conversations and last minute gossip escaped the lips of every student, bubbling excitingly through the air as it does every day. Where the he// is Lauren? She should be here by now. My eyes darted suspiciously around the classroom looking for my best friend, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I bit my lip. Class was about to start! I'll text her, I thought. But as I emptied my pockets and shuffled through my textbooks vigorously to find my phone, they suddenly fell to the floor with a loud THUNK noise. Crap. I quickly tucked a strand of my blond hair behind my ear and dipped to the floor, about to hastily rearrange my books into some sort of pile. But someone had already beaten me to it. "Looking for this?" Tick Tock. Tick Tock.  


Note;
this is emily, lauren's best friend. haha she has no clue whats happening to lauren. will she find
Easy A (Story) Chapter 3 ♥~Lauren~
~Lauren~
"Mr. Bay stepped back and shrugged nonchalantly, not seeming to care how wrong this whole situation was. " Lauren I'm not MAKING you do anything. I just thought you would like a second chance to make your grade better. That's all." He pursed his lips and walked over to the class sink, pouring himself half a glass of water. Oh god. Should I? I mean, it's not like I haven't done anything like this before - the nasty, i mean- and Mr. Bay won't tell anyone so what’s the big deal? What am I saying? Of COURSE its a big deal; what if everyone found out and I was suddenly made the school ho? I can almost hear their sneers now: "Look there she is now. Did you hear?" "I heard she totally slept with her geography teacher to get an A on one of her exams" "No way!" "And now she's knocked up with his baby with nowhere to go" "Isn't that pro stitution or something?" "Sure it is. Talk about getting an easy A" "What a ho" "What a b****" "wh***" "  


Note;
aw man. its getting pretty intense eh? lets see what lauren does in the next chapters.
 
Easy A (Story) Chapter 2 ♥~Lauren~
~Lauren~
"Sir, please! I'll do anything!" I knew I probably sounded pathetic but I couldn't help it. I needed to pass this test so bad. Mr. Bay looked curiously above his glasses and raised his eyebrows so high, little wrinkles began to crease on his forehead. "Anything?" I nodded feverishly. He got up slowly out of his seat and circled around me- observing, calculating . Almost like he was trying to figure me out. I stood cautiously still, afraid that if I spoke he would forget about changing his mind. Finally, he stopped pacing and walked towards the door instead. At first I thought he was leaving but then I heard the unmistakable sound of blinds folding and a door locking. "I supposed you should have revised harder, Lauren as I'm afraid there is nothing I can do about your grade." He looked almost apologetic for a moment. I bowed my head in dismay. "There is, however, a compromise- that is, if you are willing" Mr. Bay whispered softly in my ear so that it tickled, placing his hand on top of mine (which was now firmly gripping the desk for support). Shocked, I quickly pried his fingers from mine and felt my face burn with shame. Surely I could sink no lower? "Please... Don't make me...do this..."  


Note;this isn't my story. all credits go to the stardoll user randomcherry2. I am simply sharing it on witty because it's an amazing story, and i think more people should read it! anyway, i hope you enjoy(:
 
Easy A (Story) Chapter 1  ♥ ~Lauren~
~Lauren~
"An F?" The red letter stuck out onto my test paper like a sore thumb. I shook my head disbelievingly. Back and forth, back and forth. This doesn't make sense; surely he'd given me the wrong paper. "Sir, there must be some mistake. I revised all week for this test, how could I have failed?" I looked pleadingly at Mr. Bay who pushed up his large glasses to the top of his nose. "Miss. Marley, I assure you, I have given you the right paper. And as for your grade, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do about that." His words were harsh but his tone was almost reassuring. I bit my lip, wishing he would understand how much i needed to pass this test - if I failed, my parents would cut my allowance, and if they cut my allowance I wouldn't have any money, and if I didn't have any money I couldn't go shopping for a new outfit, and if I couldn't get a new outfit I couldn't go to the party this Saturday, and if I couldn't go to the party- Well, you know where this is going  


Note; this isn't my story. all credits go to the stardoll user randomcherry2. I am simply sharing it on witty because it's an amazing story, and i think more people should read it! anyway, i hope you enjoy(:
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