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Pheonix791989

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This is a very weird city where I live. In this weird city, is a run down appartment where I stay. I'm only 22 and I have seen more **** then any one. I come from a rather large family. We always had problems keeping food on the table. But in this weird world, there are people in my appartment that have their own unique delimas. The couple that lives below me has their own problems. The husband cheats on her. I hear them arguing each night. The man above me does drugs. I hear him howling. But I have to say that the most intresting person in this Appartment is the man that lives next to me. His voice is that of understanding. It creeps through the walls and into every crevice of my appartment. It haunts me as I commit my own acts of Loneliness, hopelessness, and my own abuse. I hear his voice through the walls and It reminds me of the situations that I came from and the ones that continue to batter me every day of my waking hours. I've Seen the man before. His blond hair is matted to his head in spikes. His clothes were unkempt, grungy, and baggy. I have no room to talk about his clothes since mine are just as bad if not worse. I've met him only twice before. I've never gotten his name. Both times he has helped me carry up groceries to my door, then he has dissapeared like a mirage. But every night at nine oclock I hear his faint voice that seems to call out our troubles. I look at the picture thats hanging on the wall. My family before it was broken and shreaded to tiny pieces. My brothers and sisters, my mom and my dad. It brings back memories that just open up the scars once more so they bleed. after his song is finished, I am tired. It seems to lull me to sleep. I go to bed only to wake up to another day of endless repitition.

I work in a music store. It pays alright and it keeps food on the table. I work as a cashier. I love music. The one thing that has been my passion and outlet for my agressions. The bell rings and I look up to see the man who lives nextdoor come in with his friends. Even though I've spoken to him only twice before, I am greatfull that he is here. The only other person that is here is a stock boy. I do not like the stock boy at all. He reminds me too much of my uncle. Because of this one little thing makes me cautious around him. The blond one smiles at me as he and his friends wander over. "Can you tell me if you have the new Nine Inch Nails CD?" I nod and point to the row where it is. "Last bin on the right. If it's not there I can order it for you." He smiled and nodded his thanks. Just as Mr. Next Door and his friends went down the aisle, The stock boy, Philip, came to the counter. He put his greasy hands on the counter and looked up at me. "Hey babes, why don't you come home with me and I'll make us some dinner." He said as he put his hand on mine. I shuddered and withdrew my hand very quickly. "No thanks Philip. I'm busy." I said as I pretended to do some paper work. "Oh come on you and me would make a really cute couple." He said as he reached his hand out to touch my face. "Don't you ******* touch me you perv!" I said very loudly. Then six heads looked up. Their eyes were all filled with concern. But the blonde one had a crazed and angry look in his eyes as he stared directly into the back of Philips head. "Don't do anything stupid Chester." I heard one of the asian guys say. "**** that." was his reply. So the man's name was Chester. He pushed his friends out of the way as he makes his way over to me and Philip. "Is there a problem?" Philip asked Chester with a smug look on his face. "Yeah, Your the problem. Now if you don't mind, I'd like it if you'd leave her alone before I have to castrate you." Philip gave a squeak like a mouse being stepped on. Chester glowered ferociously at him, his brown eyes giving him a look that would have killed him stone cold if looks could kill. Philip ran to the back room to take cover. Chester's brown eyes softened up. "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?" He asked with genuine concern in his voice. I swallowed hard. "Yeah I'm fine, Thank you."

 
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t"Is there a problem?" Philip asked Chester with a smug look on his face. "Yeah' date=' Your the problem. Now if you don't mind, I'd like it if you'd leave her alone before I have to castrate you." Philip gave a squeak like a mouse being stepped on.[/quote']LMAO! HAHA that was funny!

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Pheonix791989

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"Are you sure that your going to be fine Ali?" He asked me. "I promise I'll be fine." My brain suddenly came to a screaching halt. How did he know my name? The few times that I've talked to him, I've never told him my name. But like his voice, his eyes seemed to know and be able to sese anything and everything about me. His eyes got a playful glint in them, "Of course I know your name Ali, I always have." He said in a low voice as his friends came over. His voice suddenly clicked in my mind. I knew it from somewhere. I don't remember where but it just reminded me of another voice that was just like that. Maybe he came from Phoenix Arrizona juat like I did. I don't know. Chester winked at me as his friends handed him the CD. They paied for it. Just as they were about to leave, Chester turned and said, "I'll see you tonight, around eight. Just remember that I'm always watching." He then left with his friends. I then pulled my CD case from under the counter. I looked through the CD's wondering where I've heard the voice before. All of my CD's are burned so there is no way I can figure out who's in which band. So that's what I did for the rest of the day. I tried to figure out where the voice came from. I didn't see Philip for the rest of the day. I was greatful that Chester had helped me out with that. At five o'clock, I left for home. I only lived down the street from the music store. As I walked up the steps to the third floor, There was something taped onto my door. It was an envelope. I pulled it off and opened it up. In it was a ticket to the Video Music Awards. The letter that it came in had two lines written, "Come as you are, as you were, as I want you to be. I'll see you at eight." Is this some sort of trick? I didn't understand it. It was a riddle written in the form of lyrics or something. I knew that the lyrics were from Nirvana's "Come as you are" but i still didn't know what this was all about. (for the next part I know that the 2004 VMA's were in Miammi, but in this story they were in LA alright? Plus we're going to have some different music and bands being played too.) I looked at the place where it was being held. It was all the way across town. It'd take me atleast a half an hour to get there. Plus there was bound to be traffic. I restuffed the keys back into my pocket and went back downstairs to my car.

It took me an hour and a half to get there due to traffic. I showed the usher my ticket and he smiled. "You got a good seat. Right up there with the bands." I looked around for Chester. He wasn't there. The show had started and there was still no Chester. It was getting closer and closer to eight o'clock. Then suddenly an anouncer came on and started to talk. "This next act that's comming up is a band we all know and love. They're going to be preform their single in the end. Give it up for Linkin Park!" There were six guys that came out on stage. That blond one was Chester! I was so close that I could touch him. he then noticed me and smiled. "Well how are you doin tonight Los Angeles? We were going to play In The End tonight, but then we decided that instead we're going to play our new single Breaking the Habit."

The music started and then he opened up his mouth and started to sing.

 
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I could feel all of the tension that was inside of me seem to dissapear. Chester's voice was even more amazing then listening to it from inside the walls. But I felt as if I should know something about him. I pushed it out of my mind as Chester reached his hand out to me. I took it as he pulled me up on stage. they finished the song and Chester took me backstage to the dressing room. He sat me down and looked me in the eyes. "Now Ali, You want to know where I know you from right?" He asked my own unasked question. I nodded, I looked at his tattoos on his shirtless body. He smiled an understanding smile. "My tattoos tell a story, they all have a reason behind them and they mark a major part of things that have happened in my life. Tell me your story."

~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My eyes stung with tears. The kids were just too mean to me. I stayed in the bathroom untill the bell rang. It was one thing to have just other people to make fun of you, but when your twin brother and older brother instigated it, it is just wrong. I picked up my book bag and wiped my eyes. I'll just skip the rest of the day and go some place where I know I won't be worried. I stepped outside into the dry, Arrizona heat. I walked strait and followed the road as I came to a dirt path that had a mixture of tire tracks and hoof prints. The dusty air clogged my throat as I continued to walk. A heard of horses thundered past me on the other side of the fence. I had walked about five miles since I left school, it gave me time to think. I walked into the coolness of the barn. there was soft music playing as I walked down a row of stalls, and I stopped at the last stall. There was a beautiful black horse. I reached up to pat it on the nose. "You know that horse is the most stubborn horse that I've ever met." A guy with really blond hair and glasses came up with a huge bale of hay. He easily tossed the bale over the stall wall. "I know he is but he'll get used to you eventually. I've never seen you around here before." I said as I looked at the new guy. "The names Chaz. I'm the new stable boy and senior over at the high school just a couple of miles down the road." He said as he shook my hand. "I'm Ali Eversen. I also go to the school thats just up the road. How come your not there now?" Chaz shrugged as he took off his glasses and cleaned them on his shirt. "I don't like school that much. I'd much rather work here. So why arn't you at school?" He asked in a teasing voice. '' My brothers instigated more **** for me. I just couldn't take it. So I came here to see my buddy." I said as I continued to pat the horse.

 
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I paused in my story as I took in a breath to continue. Chester had a smirk on his face. "Wait you were the boy from the stables wern't you?" He gave a triumphant nod. "You were the one that had the most stubborn horse in the world, what was its name again? I remember the day you left it tried to bite my hand off." He said as he showed her his hand with a large scar on it. I smiled that was so like my horse. "His name was Black Foxfire. He was an excellent racer. You took good care of him when I was sick." He nodded, "Your welcome. So why did you stop racing? I know you loved it. I watched you win so many races down at the track. I knew it was your dream to be one of the big time jockys." He said as he took out a picture from his pocket. I looked at it. It was Chaz, Black Foxfire, and me after I won the race before I had to move. "He was a really amazing horse. The only person that ever beat me in a staring contest." (rotflmao chester got beat by a horse.) I started laughing. The idea was really funny. The thought of a guy being beat by a horse was really absurd. "How come you didn't say anything before? that you were the stable boy." Chester gave his smile that told me that he had a secret. His brown eyes gave me the feeling that he knew much more about me then I ever told him. "I want you to do me a favor. When we leave tonight, we leave on tour for Projkt Revolution, I want you to come with us. We are going to make a special stop and I want you to come with me. We'll just see where things take us." I swallowed. I didn't know what to say. A chance to finally get out of here and do things that I've always wanted to do. I remembered everything that Chester was telling me. I remembered how much I loved to race Black Foxfire. "I guess I can come with you guys. I don't know what I'm going to wear cuz I didn't pack any clothes." I said agreeing to go with Chester. "Don't worry I can lend you some things. Now I want you to meet the guys." He said as he led me out of the dressing room to the other dressing room. "Ali this is Mike, Joe, Brad, Phoenix, and Rob. Guys this is the girl I told you about. The one that had the horse that chomped my hand." He said. The guys shook my hand. "So lets get out of here, we have a long drive to the next city."
 
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ok i kno that no one had reveiwed for like so long but i just found this story and i read it and its really really good!!...please update!!
 
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We drove through the unfamiliar sceenery of some barren landscape. Chester sat with me on the couch. The entire time I was trying to figure out his secret. I know he has one. My brothers and sisters used to think I worked for the CIA cuz I always knew when something was up with them and I knew exactly what it was, but now, Chester has me stumped. Chester smiled as he noticed my intense gaze.

"What are you thinking about?"

He asked me. I broke my gaze and smiled.

"For starters if your this really big rock star why do you live in a crappy apartment beside me?"

I asked. Chester gave his all knowing smirk again.

"Thats part of my little secret. You'll know when the time comes."

He said as he winked. He stood up and streatched and walked to the back room. Mike then came and took the seat that was chesters.

"So you and our little chazzy go way back huh?"

"Yeah since high school."

I said, both watching mike and the road out of the corner of my eye.

"Then you know about his ............"

I raised my eye brow at the long pause.

"His what?"

Mike's eyes darted back and forth to check to see if the coast was clear.

"His wings."

Mike said barely a whisper. Wait Chester has wings?

"Are you talking about the one's tattooed on his back? He showed me those before when we were at the stables one time. He said they were special but never told me why."

Mike leaned closer towards me.

"He said it was because he was sent to protect someone."

(insert dramatic music here)

(chester's pov)

I used to wonder why I was sent, my father told me that one day I would finally find the one person who I would protect and give my life for. He always said the our family was special. He made me promise that when I found that person that no matter what happened, no matter how bad their life was, I would always be there by their side. I know I'm special. You don't have to tell me that. I was always made fun of because I've always had the wings tattooed to my body. then I found out what they were for. I stood in the shower of the bus with my shirt off. the water was running on full blast and the steam filled the small bathroom. I ran my hands over the faint tattoo of my wings. I then crouched over, my stomache in pain. this was it, they needed to be excercised and let out. it felt as if my back was on fire. then there in this tiny bathroommy wings filled it. I am a gaurdian angel. But unlike the other angels, I can fall in love, I can be seen by humans, and my wings are Black and blue.

 
Jelly

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omg....GREAT UPDATE!!!...thank uuuuu for updating!!!...i luv the story so far..lemme guess...hez that gurl's gaurdia angel...right?..right?
 
Pheonix791989

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This is the last part in this story so its finished. My Out Come the Wolves story will be my main focus untill my ADHD takes over and I start writing another one

(chester's POV)

I walked down the tour bus stairs. Ali was chatting with Brad about something.

"Hey Chaz man!"

Brad greated me. I nodded at him.

"Hey can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?"

I asked Ali. I then took her by the hand. We were in Arrizona. I was barely outside for five minutes and I've almost already sweat through my shirt. We walked along a tree lined dirt road. A heard of horses thundered past.

"Do you remember where we are?"

I asked her. A black stallion broke off from the heard and ambeled over to the fence where we were. She reached out to touch the horse.

"Black?"

She questioned as the horse then tried to take a bite out of me. Good thing I was far enough away this time. The Horse placed his head over her shoulder, she patted his neck.

"When you were little you saw this man with blue and black wings. Do you remember what his name was?'

I asked. She nodded her head silently.

"I don't I'm sorry Chaz."

"Will this help you remember?"

She took My hands. Then I saw the look of surprise on her face as I popped my wings. Both at least ten feet in length.

"You were him? you were the one that protected me when that thing happened!"

She exclaimed. I wrapped my arms around her like I was hugging her. She then gripped my waist as if I was the only thing there. With a sweep of my wings, we rocketed up into the air. I set her down near the lake that was on the stable grounds.

"I am here to protect you with my life."

I said as she stroked my wings. I could sense that she never saw anything like this before. It was a feeling of estacy for me.

"But why did you pick me?"

I had no idea why I did pick her as the one.

"Because I guess, I don't know. Maybe because you needed someone to be your friend durring your hard times. I remember my dad saying that When I found the person that I was suposed to protect, I would know. I just had this feeling that you were the one."

I explained the best I could. Suddenly we both were less then an inch apart. We kissed. This is it. I know it.

Hope you liked the story.

 
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