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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 25, 2005 21:24:52 GMT -5
Amen. I keep getting confused, because my brain is going aff already and making the sequel. *caugh cough big hint*
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 25, 2005 21:26:25 GMT -5
YES! Sequel! I'm excited.
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 25, 2005 21:31:05 GMT -5
Thanks. But remember, I have to finish the original first.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 25, 2005 21:37:39 GMT -5
This is true.
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 25, 2005 21:46:03 GMT -5
*sigh* Very true. Damn, right now I'm blank.
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trish
American Idiot
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Post by trish on Jul 25, 2005 23:30:25 GMT -5
finish!!!!!! pleezz!!!! i need to read it !!!!! i love!!! plez!!!
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Post by TABBY on Jul 26, 2005 0:16:51 GMT -5
lol, PLEASE UPDATE!!!!!!
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 26, 2005 1:45:31 GMT -5
Okay, updation. I decided to add a twist. i hope you enjoy. Part 15 MIKE’S POINT OF VIEW We were on our way to Billie’s house. Adrienne insisted that I come with her, seeing as she had business to take care of. Whatever that business may be. I rang the doorbell when we got up to the front door, and I saw that my car was still in the driveway. Obviously, Nye was still here. Billie Joe answered the door. “Hello.” Adrienne smirked. “Hello, Billie.” She stepped inside, not even waiting for him to invite her in the house. “Come on, Mike.” I stepped in. To find Nye and Tre sitting calmly inside the living room. “Come join us, you two!” Tre invited. Adrienne frowned. “Billie Joe? May I speak to you in the kitchen?” She was already yanking him in there. “Now?” “Do I have a choice?” He said right before they disappeared around the corner. When they were gone, I sat beside Nye on the couch, who was looking into the kitchen. “What are you looking at?” “I’m checking to see whether they’re gone or not. Boy, Mike, have I got some news for you.” “Which would be…?” “Remember our good friend Adrienne from middle school? Well, that’s who your beloved girlfriend really is, the conniving witch…” she was grumbling. I sat for a minute. “You expect me to believe that?” REGULAR POINT OF VIEW I wasn’t sure I heard right. “Come again?” “I don’t believe you,” Mike repeated loud and clear. I blinked. “Why the hell not?” Was he THAT brainwashed?? “I think you’re jealous.” My jaw dropped to the carpet. “OF WHAT? ” I screeched. “That I have a stable relationship and you don’t.” Mike was speaking calmly, as if he did stuff like this everyday. “What do you call Tre?” I demanded, still in shock. “I think you’ve always been jealous of me. And now that I’m truly happy, you can’t stand it. You just hate the fact that you aren’t number one anymore. Well, I got news for you. This friendship is over.” And with that, Mike walked outside. “Drop my car off later.” My jaw fell through the carpet. “Mike?! Has she poisoned your brain that horribly? Name one time I have ever lied to you!” I challenged. “Now,” said a voice I really didn’t want to hear say behind me. I whirled around. “You! You did this!” “She didn’t do anything but tell me the truth,” Mike said. “About what?!” “You.” “Which would be…?” Mike glared at me for a bit. “Adrienne, are you ready to go?” Adrienne smiled. “Yes.” She blew us all a kiss before leaving. “Tootles!” I fell back on the couch, feeling the tears come on. I couldn’t remember the last time I had cried. It seemed when Mike walked out of that door, a piece of me went with him. A very big piece of me. Tre walked over. “Nye? Are you okay?” Billie Joe kneeled down beside the chair arm. “No.” And I actually started to cry. And I didn’t care. MIKE’S POINT OF VIEW “You did good,” Adrienne complemented me as we drove back to her house. I stared out the window. “Yeah…thanks…” Wow, it felt bad to lie to Nye like that. What a man will do for love….
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Post by TABBY on Jul 26, 2005 10:20:55 GMT -5
PLEASE UPDATE!!!!
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 26, 2005 11:34:16 GMT -5
WHAT THE HELL??? Oh my God....that was.....damn cliffhangers!
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Post by TABBY on Jul 26, 2005 11:54:21 GMT -5
UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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trish
American Idiot
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Post by trish on Jul 26, 2005 14:52:35 GMT -5
Update!!!!!! please!!!!! im gonna cry! lol!! (jk) update plez!!!!
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 26, 2005 16:02:23 GMT -5
Ah! I'm working on it, don't get your panties in a bunch!
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trish
American Idiot
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Post by trish on Jul 26, 2005 21:39:24 GMT -5
lol...
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Post by makeshiftwings56 on Jul 27, 2005 15:32:24 GMT -5
Updation. Another twist! Woot!
Part 16 REGULAR POINT OF VIEW When I was done crying, I looked to Billie. “So what did she say?” “Well, she kinda figured out I wasn’t gonna do anything anymore. So she hired Mike.” “Hired? Huh?” I sniffed. Billie Joe kindly offered me a tissue. I took it. “Well, not hired, more like…said if he didn’t stop hanging around you, it would be over between him and her.” Billie Joe explained. “And…he chose her?” I could feel my heart breaking to pieces in my chest. Billie nodded. “Well, you see, Adrienne just has this…thing that she does….that can convince anybody of anything.” “And what does this thing consist of?” “Oh! That’s why she…oh…” Tre said, obviously just realizing something. “Look. I’m sick and tired of being in the dark. Either somebody explain right now, or I’ll hog tie the both of you until you do!” I needed answers. “But wait. Right now I’m thirsty.” I got up and went into the kitchen. There was an almost empty bottle of grape soda on the counter. “o0o, grape…” I muttered, seeing as grape was my favorite. I grabbed it and shook it, then poured it into a cup. As I drank, I noticed a pinkish residue at the bottom of the cup, but kept drinking anyway. When I was through, I walked back into the living room. “Refreshed?” Tre asked. Then I realized that Billie Joe was in my seat. “You took my seat.” I said flatly. He and Tre simultaneously moved in opposite directions, leaving space in between them. Then they looked at each other. Strangely. I ignored all of this and sat between them. “I’m waiting.” “Where to start?” Billie mumbled. “Okay, anything you want to know in particular?” “Yeah. Why did you stage your breakup?” I asked. Billie Joe sighed. “I thought it was staged. But apparently, to Adrienne, it was real. This whole thing is centered on her getting Mike back. It just took me a while to notice.” “You would think she’d find another hobby since middle school, eh?” Tre supplied, trying his best to lighten the mood. “I guess.” “So, she told me to date you. Make sure we got really close. Hey, do you remember the first time we went out…were you sick afterwards?” I nodded. “Yeah…” His gaze fell to the ground. “Arsenic. I slipped in your drink at the movie theater. It wasn’t enough to do any real damage, just make you sick.” “Why?” I asked. “Just to make her feel good. Knowing you were sick and miserable was enough to get her happy.” “Go on.” “So, after a bit, she came up with another idea. She wanted us to get…really close…if you, uh, understand…” “For what??” I didn’t understand. “To make it hurt more in the end. But when you broke up with me, that was out of the question. So then she told me to do it anyway. She just wanted to make me get to you in some way. She wanted to make sure that you never forgot me. She wanted me to…leave a stain…so to speak…” “So…she wanted you to…” He nodded. “Yeah.” He pulled a small plastic baggy out of his pocket, which had a powdery substance. “But I didn’t want to hurt you, so I came up with my own plan. I would just drug you, then do it. That way, I wouldn’t feel SO bad about it.” He dropped the baggy to the floor and turned to look at me. “But I couldn’t.” Whoa, his eyes were pretty…and transfixing…and sexy…”Why?” “Because the whole thing came around and bit me in the ass.” “How?” I think I was going through the list of interrogative pronouns. At least, I think they’re pronouns…I don’t pay attention. “Because…because…” We began leaning towards each other… When Tre cleared his throat. “I’m still here, people.” We quickly backed up, and Billie Joe turned an interesting shade of magenta. I was blushing too, but once again, you couldn’t tell. “So I think it’s safe to tell Billie now, Tre…” I told him, in order to change the subject. “Oh, yeah. We aren’t really dating.” He said. If I didn’t know any better I would say that he wasn’t too happy about that. Billie frowned. “Now, where does that fit in?” “Good question…” I said under my breath. “Well, once you and Adrienne were talking in the hall about your plans, and I overheard. Somehow, Adrienne knew that I heard and threatened me not to tell anyone. So I figured I wouldn’t tell anyone, just screw up her plans. And that went really well.” Billie Joe blinked. “I still don’t understand.” “Okay, I figured you couldn’t do anything to her if she was always with me.” “Hey, exactly what all did you hear?” “I knew what you two were planning for tonight,” Tre told him. “So that’s why you came bursting into my house…” Billie Joe realized. He nodded. I laughed. They both turned to me and looked at me like I had just flown in from Pluto. “Why are you laughing?” Tre asked. “Because. This is funny in an it’s-not-really-funny kinda way. Think about it. Adrienne dumped you, Mike dumped me, and poor Tre didn’t get to play Superman.” Billie Joe blinked again. “Honestly, you are the only person that would laugh at a time like this.” I continued laughing. Then I coughed. And kept coughing. Tre began to pat my back, but it only got worse. “Suddenly, I don’t feel to well…” I muttered. A white hot pain shot throughout my body just then. I gasped and held my stomach. Then I fell over onto the floor.
ADRIENNE’S POINT OF VIEW Mike and I were back at my house. All we were doing was sitting on my bed and watching TV, but he kept hinting that he wanted to do more than that. I guess he thought he deserved a reward. “How about this. I’ll go get us some drinks, and I’ll think about it when I come back?” “Okay,” he said, making a puppy dog face. I smiled as I got up and went to the kitchen. I poured two cups of soda, and as I finished the second one, I made a mark with my fingernail at the top. That one was mine. I looked to the other one. And smiled. “Poisoning a drink, bleeding in sink, choking with a link, killing with a stink, just your mother’s ho…” I sang as I emptied the remaining contents of the baggy into Mike’s drink. I stirred it nice and good up in there as I sang the chorus. I knew I had taken a big risk putting the first half of this here bag of arsenic into the bottle of grape soda at Billie’s house, but I knew for a fact that Nye’s favorite soda was grape. And besides, it didn’t really matter which one drank it because they were all hopeless. Smiling still, I carried the drinks into my room, humming the tune. I handed Mike his drink after double checking to make sure it really was his. I smiled widely as he downed the whole thing.
TRE’S POINT OF VIEW I was so incredibly shallow. Nye was practically convulsing on the ground while Billie was calling 911, and all I could think was, “Was it really a coincidence that we came up with the same Superman analogy?”
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