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This Will All End in Tragedy

WARNING: This story will include DRUG, ALCOHOL AND SEXUAL CONTENT. ;D

x The things you make me do x

x Chapter One x

I could have been better than this. I could have been someone more, or at least someone good. This wasn't the life I wanted, though I never changed it. Within a maximum three year span I went from high school honors student to high school drop out, a homeless wreck wondering the streets at the worst of times, intoxicated and out of it.

I took one last glance at the clock behind the bar before tipping the tender and hopping off my stool. Walking in beat with the music playing behind me I walked out into the cool November night. A good percent of California was sleeping away while my night had just begun. J-walking across the dimly lit street I made my way over to a telephone booth and slid in. I wasn't the only person in this booth no. A darkly clothed man stood in front of me. He wore a black hat, a bandanna underneath it showing slightly. His tripled pierced lips curled up into a small smile has his saw my face.

“You got it?” I asked sketchy watching my back in case of followers. I seemed to draw in attention at the wrong of times. He chuckled lowly and nodded pulling out a baggy filled with fine white power. I smiled nodding and I pulled a couple hundreds out of my pocket. We traded and then I left.

“Thanks Benj” I smiled shoving the bagged powered content into my coat pocket and pushing open the doors walking out.

“No prob Em” he chuckled following closely behind me. We separated quickly and I headed to my usual spot, in front of the bar again. Leaning against the brick wall, I now waited. Though that wasn't the problem. My problem was how sooner or later I would have to come back out and do this again. My guess was about a week and a half.

My attention was brought back from the sound of loud music blaring in front of me. A black car pulled up, two guys inside.

I walked up to it and watched the passengers door open. The heavy smell of reefer and alcohol was sent straight to my nose but I should have known that the two picking me up would never be sober. My eyebrows knit together as I saw my boyfriends best friend smile and stare up at me.

“Get out” I said sternly glaring down into his brown glazed eyes. He laughed and looked towards the driver.

“Dude I'd get out” he replied sounding annoyed. Scoffing, the tattooed, dark long haired man stumbled out of the front seat and crawled into the back. I got in and shut my door swiftly because before I knew it we were flying down the road back to the house. I turned to Jimmy. His blue glassy eyes trying to stay focused on the road the best he could. Anger seemed to fuel his emotions at the moment. I glanced down his arms admiring the colorful tattoos covering them wondering why he was like this. A bad trip? The car stayed quiet minus the loud punk music breaking out of the stereos. But it soon ended when the car came to a halt and the music was cut with the engine. All eyes turned to me.

“Tell me you have it” I rolled my eyes from the demand from the back seat.

“Yes Brian I have it, actually Benji gave us more then expected” I said stepping out of the car and heading inside.

The small house was filled with garbage. I sighed displease. Every type of beer can, bottle and package was on the kitchen table, counter and surrounded the floor. Fast food boxes were everywhere and baggies filled and empty were in places you wouldn't imagine. I kicked off my shoes ignoring the mess once again and slung my coat over one of the chairs. I handed them the bag filled with blow and walked away. I was tired and wasn't in the mood to deal with this shit.

“Em!” I hadn't walked a foot into my room before I was needed once again.

“What do you want this time!” I yelled walking back out to see Jimmy sitting on the couch starring at me and Bri hand down sniffing up the white power. Lines of three and fours were evened out between the two. Jimmy glanced down at the rows and then back up at me. I shook my head. “Not tonight, I'm not in the mood” I simply said and walked back into the room. I heard and huff from behind me but proceed to get changed pulling my shirt up over my head and throwing it over to the pile of messy clothes I had sitting in the corner of the room. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off kicking them into the same corner. I then turned to the messy unmade bed and crawled in letting my head hit the pillow. I closed my eyes for a moment before re-opening them to come in sight with the messy bedside table that had everything from nail polish on it to empty condom wrappers. But behind all of that was a small brass box. Inside was a necklace with a heart pendent, one that was given to me by my parents as a child, the only one thing I owned that had any meaning at all it, out of the whole house would be the last thing I'd give up. I sighed knowing I probably wouldn't be getting much sleep from the commotion going on in the living room and I was right, there was non-stop yelling and laughing going on until four in the morning. It stopping once I felt the bed sink down behind me and a arm drape over across my waist. I knew then the night was over for now.

So? Like? Don't like? Buzz?

Soo...my reasoning for not being on here a whole hell of a lot this weekend.

Hockey.

My brother's team had to travel halfway across the fucking province yesterday! (okay not really but it was an hour and a half drive their and back) But yeah, it sucked coz not only did they lose 7-3 but it was a long tirering drive back home. Plus I had to get up early (not so good on my account) ((also I'm NOT a morning person...)) And! The arena was FUCKINGFREEZING!

But on the way home we ate out and I got a strawberry milk-shake, a burger and fries. *good stuff :)*

Today was better.

I read a good fic on mibba, and then we went to the second hockey game (a home game) in Berwick.

It was Berwick (my brothers team) vs. Clare (a French team from like far away..the other side of NS?). Yet again a good game. My mommy and I were making fun of the other team. "Silly French". You can probably guess where we got that from. [All Excess, Hotel Drunks, Syn making fun of the French people] xDD Yeah, mommy came up with that one. LOVE HER!!

I swear if the french team was wearing red and gray... you all know what I WAS GOING TO YELL! XD
But they weren't...red,blue,yellow and white...oh well...

Anyways I screamed my head off cheering on William's team HOPING they'd win (they never have won before, lots of ties but no wins)

UNTIL TODAY!

BERWICK WON!!! HAHAHAHA SILLY FRENCH YOU CAN NOT WIN!!! HAHAHAHA!!!

5-4!!

SO HAPPY!

EVERYONE WAS HAPPY! ......Minus the french...BUT STILL!!!

EEEEEEEE!!

:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

Anyways so I'm sorry for going ALL CANADIAN ON YOU! But I figured some explanation was needed for my absencenesssss.

So how was everyone's weekend?? Eh? xD

Emilyyyy!!!

Emily_King7x@hotmail.com

That's all good. I'm glad its almost over and tomorrow's Friday. Though I'm questioning things..........on here and all.

Is there ANY chance you can skip these next few weeks and make it Christmas break already? I'd love that. Thanx

    Em

P.S. TODAY SUCKED hard! I hate people, is that a sin? Dot dot dot...Is is possible you can make tomorrow better, minus I have after school band and probably a shit-load of homework...:D Love you *cough though I know I'm going to hell cough cough* ;D

Anybody want to write me anything? Or even put me in their story??

I'm just to the point where... I can't anymore. You guys are so much better at doing them then I am, my ideas are FLAT!

If your up for the chase MESSAGE me. [MSN or on Here]

Avenged-Plague@hotmail.com

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chaprer Six of 'Jealousy is an Ugly Thing'

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New story

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I hope so! So it's half a day tomorrow and then Friday's NO SCHOOL! Real good, real good. And at Noon tomorrow me and Rachel are walking to the store and then back here to work on our English project [Let's see how much we can get done without distractions espially hiped up on SUGAR AND CAFFEINE xD]

Story posting will be done........whenever? Hell I don't know. =/

Saturday night... Sierra, Gemma *wink wink* ...okay that was a little creepy but you two KNOW what I'm talking about. I'm sure things will go as planned. Nuff said.

Inbetween that William will probably drag me to his hockey games or practise or something so I'll get freeze my ass off. WOOT! ...

And yeah. I'll have homework and mostly chillax. Good weekend I hope so. :D

E.M.I.L.Y*

"I BETTER GET ON THE BUS, I FUCKING BETTER"

...Band tour geek talk, can't explain it GOTTA LIVE IT! ;D                 ....Last part in caps is meant to be said in a deep growly voice too by the way... JUST SAYIN' *Hands up in defence* I like that saying too...

OKAY SHUTTING UP!

I NOW GIVE TOU PERMISSION TO SPEAK! [< Important king like persons voice] ;)

FML.

Chapter Five

-No time to think-

I didn't even realize how long I had stayed up in my room replaying that scene of him walking out like that over and over again. Had I seriously taken things too far?

Before long the light of day returned once more and I had started to feel fatigued and hurting. It wasn't fun sitting up all night waiting for someone.

I slowly looked up, my tired eyes seeing Zack at my door. He smiled weakly and placed yet again another cup of coffee on my bedside table.

“You need sleep” he said

I shook my head in disagreement. I wasn't going to sleep as long as I knew he was out their running. He HAD to come back, his friends; practically family where here, plus all his belonging's.

Silence broke between us and it was the sound of the front door open and close which made me exhale out in relief.

Loud footsteps where heard coming up the stairs and walking briefly by my room. You could just see a quick glance at Matt's built figure glide by.

Zack took a seat beside me, watching my every move I made.

The sound of drawers where being slammed and soft curse words where heard in the room beside mine but still I didn't move.

His bedroom door flew open and he walked out quickly once again walking past my room and heading for the stairs.

“Hey Matt where you going?” I heard Johnny ask, he was in the hall but Matt just zoomed past him not answering. “Matt?” he called his name, but still, no answer.

I sighed finally getting up and making my way to the top of the stair case; Zack right behind me.

A weird look crossed my face as I saw Matt stop in front of my brother. He nodded once , Jimmy nodding back at him, and then proceeded out the front door.

I looked at Jimmy and saw him sigh. He glanced up to me and shook his head walking off to his office and shutting the large oak door behind him. I turned to Zack. A sad look crossed his face and he looked down.

I felt my body freeze completely coming to realize what actually was going on.

No. He wasn't! HE COULDN'T HAVE BEEN! NO! NO! NO!

I literally had to push myself forward almost falling face first down the flight of stairs. My feet didn't seem to go fast enough as I ran out the door off the step and into the driveway.

His black Hummer's engine revved up and soon took off. Down the drive way and into the morning sunrise.

“NO!” I screamed almost throwing a fit right out their. This wasn't happening! This COULDN'T of have been HAPPENING!

I wanted to wake up from this dream again! I wanted it all to be a joke! A mockery!

But sadly nothing could be done now. Falling to my knees crying out in the middle of the drive way was all there was left to do. Matt was gone. I had caused him to leave. The one that I loved most was the one I had pushed away..

Okay update time. So YEAH SAD CHAPTER I KNOW!! Don't kill me please!!

Anyways, um I probably WON'T be posting alot more this week, sorry guys, a test and a quiz this week in two of my hardest-ish classes. Dx

But on the good side.

I HAVE HALF A DAY THURSDAY AND NO SCHOOL FRIDAY!!! WOOTNESS! I'll double make up for it them ok! Sounds good?! Hope so.

NOW COMMENT AND BUZZ??? PLEEEEEASEE

E. :D

Chapter Four

-Scars too deep to heal.-

I lied their motionless. Staring up at my bland ceiling; my mind running blank. It came to the point where I couldn't take it anymore, so I got up and headed downstairs to see what the others where up too, sadly again to my dismay I found a lone note sitting on the kitchen table. Zack's hand writing covered it stating that all four guys left to head into town and left Matt and I home alone. But that wasn't what bothered me most. It was the little diddy added to the bottom of the page that caught my eye.

“P.S.- Matt took off about ten minutes before we left, into the woods. No one knows if he's will be back before we get home. Sorry...-Zacky.

My eyes narrowed in and I screamed out loud; actual fact the loudest I think I ever did before. The note fluttered off the table and onto the tiled floor of the kitchen. About thirty seconds later I stopped. My lungs giving out and gasping for air. I huffed sitting down harshly into one of the kitchen chairs.

The three seconds before everything mind blowing happened was deadly and once over my head snapped towards the door where a scared looking man stood is what took my breath away.

He briskly walked over kneeling in front of me taking my face in his hands.

“Are you okay?” he asked worriedly

I starred blinking at him for a moment. What just happened? Matt...Matthew Charles Sanders just barged into this house... to see...IF I WAS OKAY?!

I pushed him away and got up making him fall back.

“OF COURSE I'M OKAY FUCKTARD WHY WOULDN'T I?” I yelled before walking past him and into the living room. I heard him get up quickly and follow close behind.

“No, it's just I heard SOMEONE SCREAM, My guess being you so I came to SEE!” He said sounding bothered and offended.

I turned my heel to become oddly close to him, our bodies fitting perfectly together like a puzzle piece. Our faces came close to colliding.

“Well sorry you piss me off” I growled. I think at this point in time it was wrong to say but he was looking amazing right at this angle, faces close together and all...

He was about to snap back at me when the front door opened flooding through were all the guys, this made our heads turn at the same time causing that unwanted collision...

“Guess you two haven't made up yet, huh?” asked Jimmy heading straight to the kitchen with a couple cases of beer. I stepped back rubbing my head. I looked up to glare at Matt before walking into the kitchen to help unpack.

“No we haven't I don't like ASSHOLES!” I loudly spoke the last word. But per usual Matt HAD to reply back.

“I'M SORRY PRINCESS BITCH-A-LOT!”

My mouth dropped a little and what I did next wasn't planned, nor I knew no one else saw it coming.

I walked up to him. “Really, then I guess that makes you the King of DOUCHEY ASSHOLES THEN!” And with that I found my hand coming up to meet perfectly with his face, a loud crack was heard throughout the house.

There were a few gasps and I had to smirk crossing my arms.

His head slowly rose back up, wrath heated his body making his arms and body shake. Most could say, I had just released the beast within and what was crazy was, I wasn't afraid at all.

I could feel the people within the room freeze and tense up. No one knew what was going to happen next. Though I will admit it was and still is shocking.

Matt looked down at me, as if we were in some battle to gain great power or something. He gave me a look as of defeat. Those glassy warm liquid hazel eyes of his hung low as he walked past me quickly and headed out the door. I would never know or could even imagine the amount of tears that ran down that wolfs face as he raced against time through those woods that night. Nor I would understand the heartbreak he went through.

Victory was mine, yet not once of it was put into a happy and satisfied cell in my body. It would be another long and unhappy night.

Made him cry, HAPPY NOW!

Chapter Three

-Thing's aren't going back to normal Jimmy-

About an hour later everyone seemed to be called down to the living room for some meeting thing. Both Zack and I were confused because this never usually happened.

“What's going man?” asked Brian sitting down next to me.

Jimmy stood in front of everyone, a serious/worried looked crossed his face.

“Jimmy”

“Um...I want you to stay away from the woods, there are things out their” he said pointing to me. I gave him a weird look. Ok...this was alot like that dream...note to self: stay out of the woods. Ok got it. I nodded and then he walked away.

“That was quick” Zack mumbled beside me. I laughed lightly and turned towards him on the couch, on the way catching a glimpse of Matt. He looked pissed for some reason.

“What pissed in your cornflakes?” I asked causing everyone to turn their attention to Matt who crossed his arms.

“Huh?” I pushed wanting to know. And the answer I surprisingly got. His head snapped to me, his eyes full of rage.

“YOU! YOU FUCKING BITCH!” “I'M NOT FUCKING STUPID I HEARD WHAT YOU TOLD ZACK, HOW 'YOU THINK I'M AN ASSHOLE' I HAVEN'T SAID ANYTHING TO YOU EMILY SO FUCK OFF!” He yelled getting up and stomping up the stairs. I was left their embarrassed and shocked. But what hurt most was hearing the last words he spoke.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH I HATE YOUR GUTS!”

His bedroom door slammed and all eyes slowly turned to me. I didn't say a word or even moved a muscle for that fact. I sighed and looked up to Jimmy.

He glared up the stairs and went to walk up them when I stopped him.

“No” “Jimmy I put this on myself, don't” I said quietly holding back tears the best I could. Slowly after that I got up and heading up to my room. It was barely seconds after before I started to ball my eyes out. Yeah HE definitely WAS an ASSHOLE, DOUCHE BAG UGH!

Matt's POV

I couldn't fucking believe it. How could she? Out of all people in this fucking house? Why her?I knew I could stand it if it was just Zack calling me an asshole but it hurt when Emily laughed and joked about it. It was basically a stab in the back for helping her. I WAS THE ONE who found her LYING THEIR almost DEAD for fucks sake. But no little miss Everything HAD to get her way and open her mouth without thinking....AGAIN! Well let me tell you one thing, she WON'T be knocking at my door trying to beg for forgiveness because IT WON'T be happening!

I paced back and forth fuming. And it came to the point where I found myself phased and walking on all fours. I looked back to see my once wearing clothes torn into piece on the floor. Wow I hadn't even heard them rip. I did a weird shrugy thing and then curled up on my bed. Lying down and letting my thought run free but something bothered me, a sound. My head and ears perked up hearing the sound of crying. But not just anyone crying. It was Emily.

I pressed my head against the wall closes to her room. She was yelling too. Saying something about being an idiot and so on. I sighed.

Okay so maybe...no REALLY I took it too far. I didn't hate her I knew that for a fact but making her feel bad but worst make her cry. That wasn't cool.

I walked out of my room and headed straight for hers, not caring what was going on inside I pushed open the door and walked in. She lied on her bed face down crying into her pillow. Guilt really kicked in as I got closer. I crawled up beside her but she didn't seem to notice. I sighed and whipped my tail around smacking her in the ass, she gasped and spun around. Those hazel green eyes of hers growing wide and becoming glossier. This hit me hard in the face. Hearing but seeing her cry was... a punch in the throat. I shuffled over to her and licked her cheek but she still sat their curled up sniffling.

“Why are you in here?” she asked wiping her tear stained cheeks.

I sighed. “Because I'm sorry” I knew she couldn't hear me but I think the look I gave her was convincing.

End of Matt's POV

Emily's POV

I sighed. “Do you still hate me?” I asked in a weak voice. I felt so much like a baby at the moment, it was horrible. He shook his head and let out a hurtful whine. I guess that was a no. I nodded tiredly and lied back down. The fur ball behind me moved and then disappeared. Guess he had better things to do then tend to a whiny bitch like myself.

If there is spelling mistakes or whatever. FUCK IT. I'm tired, its late and you're all lucky you get this much outta me! Good night. E.

Chapter two

-Rainy Days-

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around my sideways room. Sitting up I had realized I had fallen asleep by the door from last night. I sighed getting up and stretching. I personally think I'd be better off dead than repeat all this bullshit again. I didn't hesitate and jogged down stairs past the kitchen and straight outside. To my dismay today out of all days HAD to be raining. My face scrunched up in disgust, the muggy wet morning could only bring one smell to my nose; wet dog. Standing their, crossing my arms I waited to see which mutt came barging out of the woods. And within seconds I soon saw Zack, his black hair soaked from the down poring rain, falling from the sky. He walked past me shirtless without a care. I looked down slightly. He had to still be angry at me. I looked up again and just when I was about to turn around to head back indoors my eyes caught something. A perfectly chiseled out body was seen from the woods. I had to stop and stare and I'm sure you couldn't help but do so yourself. He walked out shirtless as well. Rain droplets ran down his broad chest causing my breath to catch in my throat. I sighed out in pleasure and leaned sideways the door frame holding me up. He shook out his soaked hair and walked up the steps. He surprised me and stopped once reaching my side. A smile formed on his face reviling his straight pearly whites and adorable dimples.

“Like what you see?” he asked in a cocky voice.

I rolled my eyes. What a douche. “Go away Sanders” I replied looking back out to the rainy driveway.

He chuckled and walked in more or less heading to the kitchen for something to eat.

I shook my head and walked back inside. Walking past Zack who was glaring at me from the living room and towards my brothers office.

The thick oak doors, stained in a dark reddish color came closer than I expected them too. I straightened up and brought my fist to the door; I knocked twice. Hearing muffling inside and then a quiet 'Come in'. I looked down to the shiny door knob, grabbing it and turning it; walking into the room.

The room was quite large for what use it was for. Paintings and other pictures hung on the walls, childhood pictures to recent. I walked in and over to the large wooden desk. Jimmy sat behind it scanning through the laptop sitting around a bunch of books and such surrounding him. He looked up and fixed his glasses.

“Is everything alright?” He asked

I shrugged and sat down ungracefully into one of the black leather chairs he had sitting in front of him.

He laughed. “Let me guess...He's tall, broad and you have a huge crush on him and yet he's still an asshole to you?”

I gave Jimmy an annoyed glance and then looked out the window. He laughed smiling widely.

“I know you all to well, now how about you go get him off your mind and let me be”

I turned back to him. “And how exactly am I supposed to do that?” I asked eyebrow raised.

Jimmy went quiet for a moment thinking about something. I waited as patiently as I could.

“You could always apologize to Zacky”

When he said that I grunted.

“You really should Emily, he's acting weird and plus you two are really close friends and any other fight you had you would've made up by now” he said almost bagging me to go and apologize.

I rolled my eyes. “Okay so I'm going to apologize to the guy that made up a lie about me and yet still told you to worry over, okay sounds great”

“Em...really, I'd like it if things went back to normal”

“Yeah, yeah I'll do it” I huffed. I'm really not sure what's worst, thinking about Matt and his doucheness or Zack and his lies about me.

I walked out of the office and turned to see he wasn't still in the living room. That would only resolve to one other place; his room.

I jogged back up the stairs and stopped in front of his closed door, which was right across the hall from my own. Bringing my fist up to knock. it swung open by my surprise. Both Zack and I jumped back.

“Uh...hey” he said his eyes staying focused on the ground.

“Hey” I said back. Man I didn't think it would be this awkward. We stood their in silence for a moment.

“Listen” We somehow managed to say at the same time. We both went silent again.

“I'm sorry” I whispered. “You weren't meant to here that last night...well actually it wasn't meant to be said...things just happened”

“Shit happens” he replied. I looked up to him, a small smile forming on my face. “I'm sorry for being a total bitch” I said. He nodded. “Yeah, I can't help you're like that” he said. I looked up to him to see a grin on his face. I rolled my eyes playfully.

“But I'd rather you be a bitch then be a bitch, if you get what I mean” he said

I laughed. “Aw Zack-Attack you are my bitch” I said walking up to him and slinging my arm around his shoulder.

“Oh yeah” he laughed. I laughed with him. Fact was there was no way we weren't ever going to be not friends. We walked into his room and I sat down on his bed cross-legged. He sat in front of me the same.

I sighed.

“So...” he said twirling his thumbs. “Matt's still being an asshole to you?” he looked up to me and we met eye to eye. I nodded. “When isn't Matt an asshole” I blurted out. Zack fell into a giggle fit and of course I had to follow. Man you had to love rainy days but sadly we both knew it was true.

Matt=Asshole.

Let's just hope he didn't over-hear from outside of his room...

xD

Comments? Buzz?

Chapter One

-Waking Up.-

The sound of whispering surrounded me. Confusion hit. Wasn't I...dead? Didn't Zack kill me? Was my future baby dead? Where was Matthew? Jimmy? Johnny? Brian? Was I alone forever?

I slowly opened my eyes to see Brian hovering above me. I gave him a weird glare.

“SHE'S ALIVE!!!” He yelled throwing his hands up into the air. I frowned and looked around more. Ignoring seeing Johnny and Zack dancing around I looked over to see Matt leaning up against his truck. His arms were crossed and he had his sunglasses on covering those beautiful eyes of his. Why wasn't he over here? Didn't he care at all about his girlfriend?!

“EMILY!!!”

I sat up slowly to see Jimmy rush over to my side. “Are you alright?!” “What the hell where you thinking, jumping out the fucking window!” He yelled angry. WHAT? I jumped out the window?! Why did I do that?

“What are you talking about James?” I asked annoyed. At the moment I was starting to get a killer headache. My guess it was from the impact of landing hard on the ground...along with all the nonsense that was going on around me.

“Did you get a concussion or something, because just moments ago I heard Zack yell outloud that you just fell out your window” he said pulling me towards him so I had to look at him. I rolled my eyes. “No I don't remember” What was going on? I didn't fall out the window, Zack fucking pushed me out!? No...ok. I must have ...daydreamed it all?!

I shook my head and got up. My body ached landing hard on the ground. I looked up to my bedroom window, the glass was broke, some pieces on the lawn. I sighed and turned to Matt, glaring at him while heading inside.

I knew what to do if I wanted to heal quickly, I had to phase. So with that I ran up to my room and changed out of my half bloody and half ripped clothes. Phasing and then curling up into a ball on my bed. Tears oddly ran down my face as I imagined it all to be so real. I guess I had gotten a second chance at this life? But too bad it wasn't like before...I liked being with Matt...

“Um...”

I turned quickly to see Matt at my door, but I just ignored him and looked away. I clearly wasn't in the mood. I needed to figure this all out, by myself!

“Em, I uh... What was with the glare you gave me?!” he asked leaning up against the door.

I rolled my eyes and turned waiting for him to phase so we could have an actual conversation.

“So?”

“Matt go away, if you know what's good for you” I grumbled.

He chuckled lowly and walked around to my side of the bed. He sat down in front of me.

“Really, we don't usually talk but...I found it odd for you to hate me out of nowhere” he stated in an know-it-all way.

I glared at him again. “Maybe I just do so go AWAY!” I barked

“Um...”

We both turned to the doorway to see Jimmy their. He glared at Matt and pointed out. I noticed Matt roll his eyes before prancing out. I huffed. I waited for Jimmy to fully walk in and shut the door. I got up and walked into my closet, phased and then walked out wearing a Metallica t-shrit and a pair of leggings with shorts over them. I looked at my large wounds, they were just cuts and scraps now.

“So Em, what's the deal, Zack said he over-heard you talking about committing suicide?” “Is this true?!” he asked hurt. I starred at him astonished. WHAT?! “NO, MAYBE ZACK SHOULD GO AND MIND HIS OWN FUCKING BUSINESS BECAUSE THAT'S NOT EVEN CLOSE TO TRUE!” I screamed. Jimmy turned to the door. My heart stopped hearing a taken-back breathe coming from the other side.

I let me head hang low as Jimmy got up and walked out he mumbled something in a harsh tone but I didn't get it. I walked back over to the door silently shutting it. I sighed once again leaning against it and slid down, sitting on the floor.

“Fuck my life!”

Now if you don't know where I'm going with this. I'll explain. So basically, how the story ended before was all a dream. YEAH, ALL A DREAM. Everything was a dream execpt my HUGE crush on Matt [and I was never really with him], the fact that everyone is a werewolf and the fact that the thing that killed both Jimmy and my parents IS STILL OUT THEIR...AND TO GET ME!! So...it's all good xD We'll see where this goes alright! :D

COMMENTS? BUZZ? NO BUZZ? LOVE? HATE? EEEEE? XD YOU AT LEAST HAVE TO LIKE MY BANNER PIC? :D YEEEEAHHH XD I'm done

E.

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Remember it? Well thinking about making a sequel to it?

Thoughts?

So I like rocked it and my mommy is like, SUPER HAPPY with my over all marks.

:D

Wanna me to tell ya what I got? Too bad I am anyways ;)

English 10: 86%

Mi' Kmaw Studies 10: 84%

Dance 11: 89%

Oceans 11: 84%

Science 10: 81%

And my over all average is 85 soooo...EMILY RULES!! :D GO ME!!!! YAY!! Lol.

Oh by the way......

Dear Ms. Turner,

YOU'RE A BITCH! ;D Go get hit by a bus, we'd all love it.

Thanx

Emilyxx

xD

Lest We Forget.

Remembrance Day(Canada)

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[Oh yeah and I've realize now that I'm OFFICIALLY am an Atreyu-olic]

Happy Birthday Baby Brother!!! :D

THE BIG 12!!! xD

...Okay so William's going to KILL me when he finds out... tehe :D

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fa lalalalalala...

I'm at school!   ...

...EEEEEEEE...

L8R -Emily XOXO

Post birthday pictures tonight?

Another boring UPDATE!

November, can you guys believe its November!??! I can't. Lol. So this month you'll be catching me online (besides now, since I sorta skipped school today) :P

November 11th, 2009 - Remembence Day [The day before that I preform @ school for the assembly, wootness keltness!! ...]

And

November 30th, 2009- No School.

I think that's it. Pathetic I know. But I counted the school days left and I think its like 20 some days left until my Christmas break xDD WOOO!! *Excitment*

Lmao. <I have no life? Actually no, I do, but that's what you get when I'm bored outta my mind in Mi'Kmaw class. Hehe.

Anyways.

TELL ME WHAT'S UP?? I haven't been on here a lot lately. :( Makes me sad.

-Emy