Stupid Girl

[Pheonix791989]

yeah i know its been a super long time since I've been here. Since they changed the layout and since its been monkey balls trying to get in again, so im back with a semi vengence and a new story. lol. so yeah try to bare with me and I'm in college so i dont know when/if I'll be able to update everyday or get into the swing of writing again. I'm improvising and i miss writing so yeah. I havent decided whether or not to have the LP guys in the story so we'll see as I go along.

 

ch1

 

What can you say when the world around you feels like its dying and everything around you is falling apart? What is there to really think? Not much, I sighed as I watched the ground below me. I watched the plane circle around LAX, watching the cars and people swarm like ants in a never ending rat race. It was thanksgiving in LA with some random and obscure Japanese family member that I had never met before and probably will never see again.

"Don't look like you've died." My dad grunted in my direction from behind me.

I shook my head and popped the headphones of my PSP back in my ears. I didn't want to be here, I'd rather be back at school with my friends and my boyfriend. You'd think that being that I'm 18, I'd have more freedom now that I'm over age, nope I don't get cut any slack what so ever. I let out another sigh as I stared at the picture of my boyfriend that was on the background of my PSP. I played Tony Hawks Underground Two Remix on my PSP untill they called for us to depart from the plane. God was I glad to be off of that sucker. I hate flying with a passion. That's just about all that needs to be said. I dodged looks from my sisters and step-mom as I hurriedly got off the plane.

"Good god, you'd think the plane was on fire or something."

My youngest sister said with an evil smirk. Smart assed thirteen year old.

"Go stick your head in a toilet for an hour. Cock sucker."

I muttered, earning myself a smack upside my head.

"Dusk...." My dad said in a warning tone.

I shrugged as I went to grab my bag. I felt queasy and was eager to get back someplace where I could lie down and rest. Things for me over the past five years or so have so sucked majorly, first my friend Tom commited suicide, then my grandmother died, then my friend Steven was killed in Iraq over a month ago...... but atleast I had my boyfriend Shwag to make things better as well as my two best friends Chris and George. I didn't even tell my family that I wasn't straitedged any more. Shwag broke me of it in like a month. Yeah I drink on occasion and yeah I fuck, but atleast I don't do weed, hey that has to count for something right?? Okay okay maybe not but still. I was so relieved when I was told that I had my own room in the hotel. Thank God. I passed out on my bed and had the weirdest dream. I was woken up by my cell phone, on the screen I saw that it was Shwag's number.

"Hey shwag."

"Hey emo girl. How's things?"

"They suck. hate every minute of it."

"well I'm in a blizzard up in Penn. That sucks that I'm stuck in a house with my family."

"Your brother out on probation already?"

"yeah but he's still under house arrest. The rest of the family are fucking hippies."

"If you get the chance try to get a drink for me, I'm going to be alcohol deprived for a while here."

There was a knock on my door making me groan.

"Hey I got to go but I'll try. Do try and be good shwag."

"No promises."

"Love ya."

"Love ya too."

I hung up my phone and went to answer the door. It was my youngest sister.

"Who were you talking to?" She asked, forcing her way into my room.

"No one."

I tried to get her back out. I had no luck in my attempts.

"you were talking to shwag again wern't you?"

"if you knew why did you ask, get out of here!"

"ooh someone's PMS-ing."

I threw my hands up in exasperation and went into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and turned on the shower.

"Oh dad said to be ready to go in like a hour."

"What ever."

I grunted as I stripped and stepped in the shower. Finally she was gone, I could breath easy for the time being. I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I pulled up a movie on my laptop. I chose the first season of Metalocalyps. I laughed at my favorite characters Toki and Pickles. My choice of clothing included a beanie that I stole from my boyfriend, a pair of cargo skater shorts, and a black Avenged Sevenfold tee-shirt. Not my parents choice of clothing but they can deal with it. Sure enough when my dad stopped by my room, he gave me a glare but didn't tell me to change for once. That was something new to me. Now to meet the god forsaken family that I never wanted to meet.

 

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let me know what you think, I love constructive advice.

[Greyfoxx]

This looks quite interesting! I wanna read more....

 

MORE PWEASE!

[DarknessLover]

I chose the first season of Metalocalyps. I laughed at my favorite characters Toki and Pickles.

 

 

OFMG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG YOOOU ROCK ROCK ROCK ROCK!!! Wait...you have the DVD?

[Pheonix791989]

ch2

 

To say the least, I was surprised to see Chester Bennington open up the door of the house that we were parked in front of. Petrified and scared shitless was more accurate. I watched him turn in the door way and call out to someone else who was already in the house,

"Mike! Get your ass over here! Your cousins are here!" he shouted.

I felt the blush creep up my cheeks and swallowed slightly. My other sister giggeled as she poked my ribs when Mike came to the door. I wanted to sink in the ground and let the earth swallow me whole. mike smiled and his green eyes lit up like a kid at christmas when he saw us.

"Uncle Roy! Its been forever! How are things? I havent seen you since Dusk was ten!" He said giving my dad a one armed hug.

"Oh I've been keeping well. Dusk's in college and then we'll have the other two in high school." My dad replied.

"Sweet come on in! I can't wait to tell you about how good the band's been doing." Mike said as he ushered us inside.

He gave me a small smile as he placed a hand on my back and pushed me in through the door.

"I know all about the band, Dusk keeps up with all of what you do, you're one of her favorite bands."

At that point I ducked away in to someplace where I figured I could get away from my dad and/or Mike and not be in the radar of any of the Linkin Park guys if they were here. It was a room where there were a bunch of posters and stuff, the gold reccords for Linkin Park, things like that, I stood awe struck at the walls and the guitars. My Avenged messanger bag bounced against my leg as I walked around, looking at the walls with my mouth slightly ajar.

"I didn't think Mike invited rabid fan girls to this little party of his."

I turned on my heel to see the infamous Rob Bourdon standing in the door way with his arms crossed and giving me a hard glare.

"I'm not a fan girl...." I stuttered, trying to regain what little composure I had left.

"Hey dusk! Wondered where you dissapeared to. Rob! This is my cousin Dusk. She's the one I told you those stories about."

"Humph, your cousin's weird."

Rob turned and stalked out of the room. Mike gave me an apologetic smile before taking a swig of the beer in his hand.

"Forgive him. Rob's been down lately."

"Since the fall out with Vanessa?"

"How'd ya know about that?"

"I'm a Street Soldier Mike, you know we're resourceful."

"Touche!"

Mike grinned as he put an arm around me. I felt as if we were kids agian, even if he was always older then me, Mike always listened to me no matter what was going on.

"Missed you Mike."

I said finally grinning.

"Missed you too Dusk. Don't worry about Rob. He'll come around."

Mike said as he ruffeled up my hair.

"Oh we're going to be jamming in here in a few, If you were to pick up a guitar or something...that would be great."

Mike said slowly as he pointed to his guitars in the corner. I smiled as I then went to pick one up as he left the room. I ran my fingers over the guitar strings, it brought back thoughts of the hours I spent learning the guitar parts of all the songs they had ever done and trying to decipher the chicken scratch that Mike called handwriting. I then picked up the one that he let me name, the first guitar he had recieved, Mother Fucker. I picked up Mother Fucker and started to play, sitting down on a chair. I felt my fingers flying on the fret board and playing a song that I had written with my boyfriend. I jumped slightly as Chester came through the door with Joe and Phoenix behind him.

"For a moment I thought Mike was playing a recording of Brad's parts. Who are you and why are you playing Mother fucker?"

Phoenix looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to answer his question.

"I named mother fucker, I'm Mike's cousin."

I looked up at him with a slight smile.

"Cool, looks like Brad's outta a job."

"I'm not that good..."

I blushed.

"alright lets get started."

Mike announced as he walked into the room with Rob and Brad. I just prayed that I wouldnt suck.

[Greyfoxx]

Oh that was a great chapter!!! I can't wait for more!!!

[Ravynlee]

Very nice :thumbsup:

[GraDoN]

awesome shit i might get my lazy eyes to follow the story till death

[Pheonix791989]

Mumm!!!! im so glad that your back so i can talk to you!! boy do i have a ton of things to tell you. Im glad everyone likes the story, it was just an idea that just hit me in the middle of Religion class. haha.

 

Ch3

 

I wasn't that bad in the least. I played mother fucker like it was another part of me again. The fret board was the same maple wood and the ebony body was still as solid as ever. My fingers ached as Mike typed in some stuff on the laptop in the corner of his little office area.

"See guys I told you she was good."

There was a murmer of agreement that shivered through the circle. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks in a fit of embarrassment. Yeah its true that I did want to sink into the floor into a hole of oblivion, but then again, I was proud of how I played and how I remembered more then I thought I did.

"I'm not that good," I started to say, blushing as red as a salmon.

"Stop putting yourself down, you're really good. Trust me, I've seen worse guitar players but I'm not shittin you. You're good."

Brad leaned back in his chair, his poofy afro bouncing back and forth as he rocked in the chair. I felt a sense of pride swell up in my chest from the compliment. It did catch me by surprise. Never thought in a milion years did I think that I would be good enough to recieve a compliment from Brad. Rob continued to survey the room with a dark look in his eyes. His silence made me feel a bit un-nerving. I let out a small sigh as I heard someone call for dinner. My growling stomach was greatful for the dinner call. I grabbed a plate and then went to sit down with my sisters, however, Mike pulled me to the dining room where all the adults were sitting.

"You're eighteen, you can sit with us."

I nodded and did as I was told.

"Your dad told me you were seeing a guy."

Mike started a small conversation with me after we were done blessing the food.

"yeah His name's Shwag. Met him at school."

I said with a small shrug. Mike chuckeled as he looked at Joe. Rob was watching everyone with a reserved look on his face, it seemed as if he was trying to decide judgement on me.

"Careful who you make friends with at school, if you arnt, you end up with someone like Joe Hahn here."

"Hey!! What's that suposed to mean?!?"

Joe shouted with his mouth full. I laughed as he sprayed everyone with potatoes.

"Well mr Hahan, I for one think that we should be more relaxed in all of this fancy hubub."

Chester said letting out a long and loud belch. I clapped my hands and my dad gave me a dark look. I cast my eyes down at the floor. Mike nudged me in the ribs making me giggle.

"Come on, we need a little bit of laughter in this place."

Joe said as he jumped into the rolling chair and rolled into the kitchen. I laughed as he rolled right into the fridge.

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this is it for now promise for more later

[Greyfoxx]

Oh comeeee onnnnn sisssss

 

when do i join the fun!??

 

I WANT IN!

 

(and more)

[Pheonix791989]

Ch 4

 

Mike had some how convinced my dad to allow me to stay with him and his band mates for the night so I could "catch up" with him. The rest of the band was retreating to various couches and rooms for the night while I chatted in the studio room with Mike and his wife Anna. I couldn't help but smile at them, the interaction that they had and how they could barely brush up against each other and still smile as if they shared a secret. It made me miss Shwag more. I sat on the bed with my legs crossed and I actually was smiling for the first time durring this trip. Anna had brought up some hot chocolate, it wasn't really cold here in LA, but it was pretty chilled for what I remember it being. I looked over the rim of my mug at my cousin, his eyes looked as if he wanted to ask me something but he seemed to want to refrain from it. Anna left the room to turn in for the night and Mike then turned to me,

"So are you fucking him?"

I blinked at him.

"What?"

Came my reply. It was a bit blunt and to the point, leave it to mike to do something or say something like that. I was taken a bit back by the sudden instantaneous question, I didn't have a chance to actually think. Mike gave a mischevious smile as he could tell that he caught me off gaurd. I glared at him but quickly regained my composure.

"Why do you care?"

Was my reply. Mike shrugged before taking a sip of hot chocolate. He seemed to be giving me one of those pircing looks that shot right through me with out a second look by.

"Because if some jack off is fucking my baby cousin, I'm gonna rip his ball sack off like toilet paper and dangle it from the mirror of my car."

"And you think that's an incentive for me to tell you the truth?"

I questioned. Mike gave me a sly grin,

"You're learning fast kid."

"Mike I'm not a kid."

I shot back. Mike sighed and shrugged his shoulders with a small but sad smile.

"I know, but you'll always be a little kid to me. but seriously, all death threats aside, are you fucking him?"

"Yeah but don't tell my dad."

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest, wrinkeling up the skater shirt that mike had given me, it was almost three times my small size.

"I wouldn't do that to you. Is he good?"

"Mike!"

"What?"

"He's my first."

"oh. But do you enjoy it?"

"yeah."

I said with a small voice and looked over to the side where there was a picture of me and mike when we were little at some family reunion of the japanese side of our family. there were a ton of asians but it was me and Mike that stood out of the whole crowd. Mike is sitting there with Mother Fucker and I was playing one of his acustic guitars that he was given for christmas. It was a cool little picture and held some awesome sentimental values to it.

"Just be careful. You're still young and you dont need to be having kids right now. Tell him to wrap it before he taps it."

"I always make sure to do that."

I said as I pulled out my psp and hooked it up to mikes computer to recharge. He ruffeled my hair and smiled widely.

"sleep tight kid. maybe if your lucky things will be cool tomorrow and you wont have to suffer here all by yourself."

I setteled into the bed that was in the studio room and smirked at mike before falling off to sleep with dreams of my cousin and my boyfriend

[Ravynlee]

Hey my daught, yeah I'm here. Resident ranter turned resident lurker, but I read it, and loved it. Mike makes this I have to say, well at least his blunt attitude does! haha Cool. So sounds like sth I'd say... must be an Aquarian thing Look forward to where it heads.

[Pheonix791989]

oO

 

ch 5

 

I found myself thinking about Shwag all night. I ended up tossing and turning all night, trying to get back to sleep. I yawned widely and looked up at the clock with a squinting eye, seeing that it was only about four o'clock in the fucking morning, I gave a tired grunt as I fell back on to the pillow. Shaking my head, I stared at the ceiling. It was a rough night to say the least. I missed the presence of someone beside me in the bed. I missed Shwag's back against my stomach and chest, with my arm around his stomach and him protectively in front. I felt a longing sense grow in my stomach and I started to toss and turn again. By the time the sun rose, I was wound up and tired. For me it wasnt a good combinaiton. I was super tired but I was actually going to participate in the Lorwyn pre-release tomorrow for the card game Magic the Gathering. I needed to be focused and ready for the draft. mike was already up when I got down in the kitchen. He smiled at me and asked me what was up.

"Not much just participating in a Magic Pre-release and I'm hoping to be ballin."

I said with a small smile as I pulled my magic deck out of my pocket and started to look through it.

"Oh I heard about that from Chester's daughter. she's about your age I think. Heard her boyfriend was going to play in it or something."

"Cool I guess. I was hoping that Shwag would be here to come with me or something. I'm probably going to be paranoid or something."

Mike ruffeled my hair and gave a goofy grin.

"Don't worry, I may not know this card game, but you'll do fine. Promise."

I showered and borrowed some of Mike's clothes and got ready for the day. Mike decided that he'd come with me and that he'd keep an eye on things while I paid and registered. I handed my DCI id card to the judge. I recieved my Pre-constructed deck and set to work for the open matches untill my draft started. I played a land and then tapped the green forrest to put a Landowar Elf into play. Mike was watching from one end of the table and then commented on how cool the pictures were. THen I felt someone peer over my shoulder. I smiled widely as I turned to see Shwag. He was wearing the same backwards black cap and sunglasses. He tilted one down and raised an eyebrow at me as he watched over my shoulder. He always did that when we were playing in the university center. At the end of the match, mike had dissapeared and I got the chance to jump into Shwag's arms.

"Why are you here? I'm so glad to see you."

I squealed.

"Your cousin brought me here."

"Hey I want you to meet someone."

Mike said calling me over.

[Greyfoxx]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

 

can i say omg one more time? OMG!

 

i cant wait...i'm mentioned

 

and i think i'm making my debut soon!

 

 

AHHHHH

 

MORE PLEASE

[Livie122790]

It's really good so far!

I've read some of your other stories on here and I must say you are an awesome writer, keep up the good work!:thumbsup:

[Pheonix791989]

okay im going to try and update in a hurry here.

 

ch6

 

I saw a girl around my age with bright flame tattos on her arms and a trench coat draped over the back of her chair. She looked almost bored in a way, tipping back on the legs of the chair and staring up at the ceiling. Mike chatted with her as she balanced perfectly on the back legs. It really amazed me on how she could do something like that in a crowded place such as this.

"Hey mel, this is Fox. Chester's daughter."

"Sup?"

She said nodding in my direction. I gripped the hem of shwag's un buttoned shirt that he wore over his nirvana tee-shirt.

"Hi."

I muttered softly. Soon after a few moments of silence, a tall, lanky guy who looked to be around 19-20ish with dark hair and a tan complexion came sauntering over. He looked to be maybe spanish or some sort of that descent. I watched Fox gravitate towards him immedeatly.

"That's Stephan, her boyfriend."

"You in the open duel?"

He asked Shwag in a semi-rough voice as I watched his hand snake around fox in a very nonchalant manner.

"No but I'll take you on anyways."

Shwag said with a shrug as he spun his backpack off and pulled out his red deckbox. I smiled. I had seen this stephan guy play before earlier. His deck had no chance against the red green beat down/ burn deck that shwag had built.

"Your boyfriend dosent look like much. Too fat."

Fox said as she stared up at the ceiling. I raised an eyebrow and frowned.

"What the hell is that suposed to mean?"

I drawled.

"The way mike described you, thought you'd be dating a rock star like that gay wad davey havoc."

I felt insulted. I barely know this chick and she's making all of these assumptions about me and shwag, I don't really take too kindly to that sort of thing.

"What's wrong with him? and for starters he's not fat. he's huggable, theres a huge difference."

I said with a glare. She tipped back onto all four chair legs and glared at me.

"You won't want to take that tone with me. I get too pissed off easily."

"Well fuck you, do I bow or curtsey? but then again I'm not looking to get a six year suspension from something stupid like fucking with you."

I growled shrugging. I didn't really like this girl at all.

[Greyfoxx]

bwhahahha thats soooo me!

 

i wuv it sis!

 

can i have more now??

[Pheonix791989]

ch7

 

I felt a growl rise up in my throat. What Fox had just said sounded like a challenge to me. She stared me down defiantly, I tipped my chin upwards in a sign of my own defiance. She stood up, drawing herself up to her full hight that was a slight bit shorter then me. I stood up as well, waiting for a chance to just flat out deck her. I didn't really care for the six year suspension but it would be well worth it. I didn't even notice that the guys had finished their own game.

"Dusk... Its not worth it."

Shwag said as he put his hands on my shoulders and put pressure on them, I almost melted under the pressure. He's the only person that has that tranqualizing ability to really calm me.

"You don't want to miss out on states and nationals."

He said, peering at me over the top of his sunglasses. Mike stood up and glared at Fox.

"You swore to chester that you wouldnt make trouble, this counts as trouble."

"Whatever."

Fox muttered as she stood up, leaving with her boyfriend. I shook my head and sank down into the chair even lower as the refs came over to see what the trouble was. Mike defused the situation, just like always.

"She thinks shes so great. What's so great about being HIS daughter?"

I snorted. I felt a little childish at the moment and then shook my head as Mike's mouth opened and closed like a gold fish.

"Whatever. like he said, its not worth the time or suspension or money."

I said as I put my deck box on the table in a vicious manner. Mike smirked slightly before continuing to lean back on his chair, balancing on the back legs.

"Well in this bit of world, being a Bennington makes you untouchable. Just like being a Shinoda or a Bourdon."

"Mike you make about as much sense as a prep here at the pre-release."

I said shaking my head. I shuffeled my cards, it was something I did when ever I was ticked, irritated, or nervous.

"Just be careful around her alright?"

Mike said, giving me a reproachful look.

"Whatever."

I said with a shrugh. After that, the rest of the day went on with out too much of a problem. it was pretty borring, mostly a bunch of card games and a bunch of noobs that had no idea how to pay the game. stupid in all actuality. I was so dog tired by the time that we were ready to head back home, and by we I mean me, mike and shwag, I just felt like passing out in the back seat. The only things that I really remember from the ride home was getting in the car, waking up for McDonalds, and then getting back to Mike's place. I couldnt even rember getting out of the car and getting into the bed. I ended up waking up with a huge headache and the sound of my stepmom downstairs. Why the fuck did Mike let her in? The movement beside me was a groan and the mass of long dirty blond hair peered up at the clock that was on the computer desk beside the table and gave a groan.

"God its like the ass crack of dawn."

Shwag muttered into his pillow.

"Its lunch time."

I said as I rolled out of the bed. Shwag attempted to sit up, but failed, flopping back down on to the mattress with a bamf. The stereo was playing as I sat on the end of the bed. Shwag sat up beside me and smiled faintly. I could hear my parents arguing.

"For a change I wish I had a different family."

I said with a growl. Shwag put an arm around me as he looked at the picture of me and mike when we were little.

"I had a hard family. but eventually things get better."

"Do they really? I'm just afraid that I might end up as my own parents. I dont want that to happen I dont want my kids to be put through the same shit."

I said in a slightly distant voice. He let out a slow breath and another smile.

"The wounds that are there wont really heal but it could fade with time."

I then listened in closely to the song playing on the radio:

I can't breath at all

It hurts to think

that time could heal my wounds

feeling I've been betrayed

Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts

I can't sleep at all

Now you're gone away

I can't fake this anymore

Guess I could blame it all

on God's game

or explain what my life's for

 

Caught in a winters rain

I can't remember a word you said

Take away my fear please hold on to me

I'm falling

Falling

 

I will trade it all

for another day

just to feel you and your warmth

but even pictures fade

Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts

I can't see at all

did you fly away

Did the stars shine bright for you

Guess I could blame it all

on God's game

it was fate that carried you

 

You always take away

Take away

Take away

 

and I'm falling

I'm falling

I'm falling

I'm falling

I'm falling

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yeah the song is called black sunday by the band cold ballin ass song.

[Livie122790]

Great update!

[Greyfoxx]

Love the update sis!

 

Great!

 

(tho i dont think i'm untouchable...just a badass!!!BWHAHAHHA)

 

Can't wait for more!

[Pheonix791989]

CH 8

 

I wanted to keep Shwag from going down stairs but there was no other choice at the moment. Mike gave me an apologetic look as we meandered down the hall way. Mike put a hand on my shoulder and told me to be careful. I watched my stepmom and little sisters argue from the doorway. Shwag adjusted his ponytail, watching and observing my family as well. I gave a scrutinizing look and shook my head.

"You'd think they could behave themselves..."

Shwag's rough hand felt comforting on the back of my neck. I gave a sideways look at him and he shrugged in a noncommental way. I understood what he was trying to say without him having to say it.

"Yourself is fine. They'll find out asshole sooner or later, better sooner then later."

I said with a grimace on my face. Shwag scratched his chest before we both headed into the kitchen. from what it looked like, my youngest sister had lied to my stepmom about something. Go figure. My dad raised his eyes from the cup of coffee he was sipping and Anna gave us both a smile. Clearing his throat, my dad set down the newspaper and it seemed that the entire kitchen grew silent. I could feel the awkwardness in the air and it made me feel as if I swallowed a rock or something. Shwag gave my shoulder a squeeze and I sat down at the table. Mike gave Anna a peck on the cheek before making me some coffee.

"Dad this is Shwag."

I said in a rough voice. My throat was sore from dryness. HE glanced at Shwag, who looked like he was unperterbed, before looking over at me.

"Its about time you got up. we were waiting for you two so we could go eat some lunch. Now go get dressed."

I took a sip of the waterbottle that Mike had offered me with his coffee. It felt good on my parched throat. My stepmom gave shwag a look of pure hatred but didnt say anything. I stood up and suddenly got dizzy. I almost fell, but shwag moved so he was behind me before I could fall. I smiled up at him. He was a bit chubby but not fat so he made for the perfect teddy bear. We headed back up to the room and got dressed. Shwag's choice of clothes was his normal wear of exceptionaly large baggy jeans, a tee shirt, and a unbuttoned dress shirt. He brushed his hair back and pulled it into a ponytail. He gave me a kiss as I then went to get my teeshirt from my backpack.

"That makes you look hot."

He said smirking. I gave him a peck on the lips and there was a knock on the door. Mike cracked it open slightly and told the two of us to be on our gaurd. I knew that lunch would be an intresting affair if nothing else provided amusements.

[Greyfoxx]

Really good sis. Can't wait for more

[Pheonix791989]

ch 9

 

I was compleatly embarrassed by my sisters and stepmom. I thought for sure that Shwag would bolt at the first chance he got. after spending the whole day of getting my ass chewed for shit that i didnt do. Mike shook his head slighty everytime something would happen and he gave my shoulder a squeeze. I was glad when we got back to mike's place, I shot strait through the kitchen and out the back door where I could sit on the beach out back. I sat there with the last lights of the sunset. It was twilight, my favorite time of the day. I watched the tiny waves wash up on the beach over my feet and looking out over the calm ocean, I felt at peace somewhat. I saw something out of the corner of my eye and saw Shwag coming down the beach. It was some what absurd, watching him walk down the beach in his overly baggy pants, teeshirt, and unbuttoned button down shirt. I never thought him to be someone for the beach. His foot steps were dampened by the soft sand, muffeling his approach. Shwag sat down beside me and looked out over the ocean, resting his arm on his knee. His blue crystaline eyes seemed to be searching for something. With shwag I could never be too certaint what he was thinking.

"Sometimes I think that god has put me on this earth just for punishment,"

I said with a sadness. Shwag smiled and put a sandy hand on mine.

"this isnt punishment or hell. but from here you can see it."

Shwag said with a sigh.

"mike is worried about you. really really worried. I know parents are jerks, look at mine, look at my family. You'll meet them eventually, you'll have to."

Shwag said as the last bit of color was soaked from the inky blackness of the sky. You couldnt tell where the ocean ended and the sky began.

"in this world all our sins are simple, we choose death over inocent life..."

Shwag started to say, making me wonder just how stupid he was actually playing. The tide started to come in so we moved to the shelter of the grassy area of mike's backyard. Mike was sitting on his porch, watching us to make sure nothing had happened to us. He gave us a small encouraging smile.

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srry if things are weird I have a broken finger/hand

[Ravynlee]

Sorry been a while - but I had to reply to let you know how much I admired your use of description esp in this last update. The touch about merging sea and sky struck a lasting visual accord with me. Just thought it was beautifully written was all. Sorry to hear bout the break. Hope you're mending well and promptly. Best of luck with it all.