The High School

at the end of the hallway he stumbled and fell to the ground, grasping at the door and at his chest. turning his head to the classroom he had come outof before his eyes rolled back in his skull. He didn't know how this was happening, all he knew was that the cut wich had apeared shallow had been deeper then he thought. He didn't regret this ... didn't mind this at all

~wake up ... face me ... don't play dead, cause baby ... maybe one day I'll walk away~

he rolled onto his back, his hand grapping at his heart before he felt why this was happening, a glass splinter, digging deep within his skin, having been pushed in deeper as he had pulled out the other, his face turned to ice, he wanted to scream out but couldn't, his mouth was to dry. he began to spin, spin faster. Unaware of the attention upon him, his sight obscured by a red mist before them, he smiled for a moment before his head fell to the side and he coughed up blood.

Why did it have to end like this? why did it have to end now? his hands relaxed as he lost consiousness. not dead ... not yet, just bleeding terribly, he would continue to bleed till he was empty or someone would get him to an emergency room. his backpack open for anyone to inspect in the middle of the hallway where he had dropped it

his sole regret was that he hadn't kissed a girl he had known for only about an hour or two ... he should have kissed her

((ooc: bring on the drama MUUHAHAAAA))

Jem stood in the bathroom and looked at the girl. "Her too?" She asked, referring to the sickness.

krysta ran over to the guy lying on the floor. " shit..." she mumbled. she pulled out her cell and dialed 911. " hello? yea.. on ( some adress) high.. yes.. we need an ambulance... please hurry!" she hung up dropping her phone on the floor. " hang on in theree..!" she ripped off part of her shirt and pushed it onto the wound.

((ooc: well ... Reven is out cold for now, so enjoy))

(( will do ✅ 😛 )) " damn it..." the blood seeped through as she tried removing the glass. she cut her hand in the process but ignored it, removing the rest of the shirst to push onto the wound. finally the ambulance arrived. people gatehred as a strectcher was carefully carried out, and reven was placed on it. " come on...." one of the paramedics said helping her into the ambulance. they began quickly mumbling zbout how they needed iv and other things.. they were tryingg to prevent a lung from collapsing.. then krysta realized she was topless.. she blushed prefusely as she sat in the ambulance in just a bra.

((Whoa. Damn. Talk about Drama. Sounds like something that's bound to eventually happen at my school. O.O No exaggeration either.
I think my site is listed on my profile, I'll check it once I finish this post.))

The inhales and exhales and scratches seemed to begin to etch themselves into her ears as she watched. Looking up for the moments the bell began to ring. She stood then walked from the class, cursing herself for what she is getting herself into. It wasn't long before more contact made between the two. As he planted the kiss on her forehead, she closed her eyes, trying to hold back the rivers building behind the dam. She looked at him as he spoke of the invitation to a diner. She gulped, taking a puny ((That's a rather amusing word)) step back at his offer. This was a large shock. Another new thing. Why was it that just as she began getting along, a dilemme like so begins to surface. She told herself she wouldn't take into stuff like this. But here she was, guard completely gone, yet fear beginning to surface in her mind. She turned her head a little to the side, staring at the ground as she thought. But before she came up with an answer, Reven had asked her to stay put and was now down the hall confronting some guys ((I'm not too fond of stereotypes if you can't tell. Though they help in storylines though)).

Reality stood in that same spot. In the middle of the hallway where Reven had left her as she watched it all. Some boy run off into the bathroom as Reven pinned the guy against the lockers, his hand seemed to be squeazing the guy's crotch. ((Even though I exist in this world as a female, that's still have to be really paingful. I makes me cringe just the description in it. Ohh. >_< )) Reality continued to stand watch as Revens shirt was tore open. There was a tint of darkness spread across it. Letters. But Reality couldn't read it.

Before Reality knew it, she witnessed everything as the boy who had run off earlier ran back into the scene and began to stab at the guy viciously. Meaning death. The boy was a coward. Run off only to come back as a cheat. Stab a guy then take off. Coward. The sound of screeching breaks sounded in the distance and it assured Reality that he was seriously Cowardly. The next thing that came seemed to make no sense to Reality. It all just seemed to confuse her ((Literally. I'm a bit confused on how you guys stated the details on who got stabbed and how Reven got hurt so I think I'll just do with what I have.)). Yet through it all, Reality continued to stand there, almost in a daze, watching as it all happened, yet doing nothing to end any of it, it almost seemed as if she was a doll, paralyzed, frozen in that spot as everything happened. As blood slid from the locker and from peoples chests and glass was flown onto the ground. None of it made sense to Reality. Yet she conintued to watch, frozen.

Kids began exiting their classes only to run back inside from the hallway scene. She could sense the fear some felt, and the sickness from the rest. She ignored it. Trying to gather everything that was going on. She watched as Reven got up and began walking in a limp towards the nearest exit making sure to grab his bag. She watched as he collasped. She watched as he rolled over to his back only to black out seconds later. And as soon as she felt him black out, his lips on her forehead flashed before her eyes. She blinked, one or two tears sliding down her cheek from the constant stare and no-blink during the whole situation. Her eyes still remained Charcoal.

Reality watched as the girl she had met earlier, Krysta, made a phone call as she ran to Reven's side. She watched as Krysta tried to stop the bleeding. She watched as Krysta removed her own shirt to shove inside the wound, in hopes the bleeding would stop. Reality only stood and watched as paramedics arrived in the ambulance to place Reven on the stretcher. She watched as the rounded the corner to the outside, seeing the back of the ambulance where Reven was rolled into, followed by the shirtless girl. With all that happened, Reality continued to stand there, listening to Reven's words, 'wait here', but though she waited for him, a quick thought of jealousy crossed her mind towards the girl wandering around in her bra. With Reven. And as these thoughts invaded Reality's blank mind, her eyes flashed ash blue.

As they flashed, only for the thoughts, Reality shut her eyes tightly shaking her head for a moment and reopened them to reveal the charcoal grey had returned. She took a step, moving from where he had asked her to 'wait here.' A few more steps after that turned into a pace that stopped at his bag. She looked down. She could hear teachers shuffling kids into classrooms. But they seemed to leave Rreality alone. As if she was invisible. Which is what she felt at the moment. She squatted down to pick up the bag. A flap of it hung open. Reality moved her hand to the bag to pick it up. At that moment, everything flushed into her mind like a large wave crashing on the rocks as everything sank in. The blood. The wound. The sirens. The ambulance. The stretched. Everything. The dam in her eyes broke as the rivers began to flow down her face, forming several streams of clear crystal waters. Salty at taste as some ended at her lips.

She couldn't believe it. How could she just stand there and watch as everything happened right before her eyes. She stood there and watched Reven bleed down the hall yet she just stood there. Reality's chin made contact with her chest has her had fell. She brought his bag to her chest, hugging it, holding it tighter than she had ever held something. Reality just couldn't understand how she could just stand there. She was in disbelief. Something like this couldn't happen. Not like this. Not with someone she knew. Not Reven. As she cried she tried to make sense of everything. But she couldn't. It all just kept coming back to her all the same. How she just stood by and watched. Reality dropped from her squat to her knees as one of her hands flew to the ground to break of face first fall. She kneeled there, hair somehow fallen out of ther rubberband and tears dripping from her nose. Her hand which held her from the floor clenched in a fist, leaving small scratches in the floor. She looked up, face red and moist.

Before she knew it, she was walking down the road. ((Yes the road.)) Walking down the middle of the road towards the hospital. Ignoring oncoming cars who continued to curse and honk at her. Strangely, this was Reality, not the Ash Blue Eyes. No. Ash had obviously left this one for Reality. You need to face this one this time Reality. I'm not coming to your rescue. Or at least not to Aid. I'm going to nap. The voice sounded in her head.

Reality's steps only ceased when she stood at the entrance of a building. She began to walk again as the two large sliding glass doors opened. Cold air conditioned air smacked her face as she stepped in. And suddenly, her rage which got her up here, filtered from her body and only left hope. Her face had been dried and back to its natural color for some time now. She only look like some girl clutching onto her favorite bag trying to keep it a secret. Reality let the hand with the bag fall loosely at her side. As she did, something fell out. It was a picture. She bent down and looked at it, shoving it back into the bag as if wishing she didn't see it. It was of Reven, and someone else. She stood there, hoping for something, someone to show her the way to Reven.

There was something she needed to do.

((OH, sorry, that turned out longer than I expected, I guess that's what I get for not keeping up with the posts on basis. But what can I say? I can only check back every night. O_O Oh and yes, the link to my stories is on my profile. It's for my homepage. And ignore the colors when you get there, I need to work on my HTML, that's just a premade template.))

krysta waited, franically pacing up and down the hall way. she noticed reality and jogged over to her. she was wearing a shirt a paramedic had given her. she was covered in blood. " i thinkn hes gonna be ok.." she said in a nervous, hushed voice. " yuor looking for that boy, right?" she trembled. " i..i tried..as hard as i could.. i did .." her eyes darted around. she had never been put in this typpe of position before, and she was scared.

(( rly? ill check that out ✅ ))

Originally posted by crzygrl6412
Jem stood in the bathroom and looked at the girl. "Her too?" She asked, referring to the sickness.

((No not really. I just said that to fib to you. Of course really silly head. And thanks. I need more Traffic on that place. Oh, and be sure to sign my guestbook please. ^_^))

Reality heard footsteps as she looked up at Krysta. She opened her mouth to blurt about Reven, where is he and how is he but held back when Krysta told her.

She listened to her, nodding then watching at her skin tremble in fear. Reality placed her hands on Krysta's shoulders. "I know." She told her. And she did know. For Krysta had done more for Reven than Relaity even tried. That was a topic of something that wReality still couldn't grasp.

"Do you know where Reven is?" Reality asked, trying to keep her voice from sounded cracked and too concerned. Praying Krysta would take her to him. Even if she was blocked off from him, she just needed to see him, she could hold back on talking to him. But something urged and pulled at her to see him. Reality had never felt any of this before. What was it about him.

" yea... they may not let you in, but i can try.." she felt calmed by reality's presence.the horrible feeling wrenched deep in her insides began to subside as she stepped forth. she stepped quickly, twitching nervously from time to time. " the nurse told me to stay ofr backup..ad the police will be here soon..." she shuttered and pressed the button to an elevator. the doors opened and stepped in. it sped up quickly and stopped on another floor. a stretcher was pushed in, appearently the emergency elevator was broken. krystas eyes shifted to the bloody person beside her, and the elevator doors opened. the stretcher was hastily pushed out and krysta followed. after a quick paced walk down another wide hall they reached a door. next to it was a clipboared, and beside that were the engraved letters 'RR' krysta was about to push the door forward when a hand grasped her shoulder. she trembled as she turned to see an investigator behind her. " we're going to need you for questioning." he turned to reality. " you can go on ahead."

(( 😛 ok 🙂 ill do that now ^_^))

Reality followed Krysta, but the follow ended at the doors as Reality watched Krysta walk off with the investigator guy.

Reality stared at the door a few minutes before placing her hand in it. When she did, a wild sense of coldness broke through her. She shivered before pushing the door open. A dead aura escaped past her. She looked around the room for Reven. She found him. He seemed to be asleep. Slowly, she walked softly to his side, and stood there. She kneeled down so that from her chest up was just around bed height. She folded her arms across the side of the bed and rested her head in the fold, tilting it was she watched him some more.

((I'll have to leave it at that because I have to go. try not to post too much or you'll get another really long post. ^_^ Haha. ))

(( i signed ur thing ^^ 😛 )) krysta was pulled into a room and sat in a chair. she was still covered in blood..not allowed to wash off the 'evidence'. the investigator was a young man, maybe about 23. he looked her into her eyes and asked in a calm voice ' did you see who did this...?' she trembled and looked around. " yes.. i mean.. i dont think he ment it..." her eyes were wide with fear.

((ooc: actually, I like the long posts full of detail. is why I enjoy playing with you, Reven getting hurt was basicly put in by me as I couldn't see him just standing there while some guy he held was being stabbed to dead. So although the guy is dead Reven tried to push him away and accidently got a cut accross most of his chest))

He wasn't dead ... the fact that he still dreamt was enough proof of that, yet what he dreamt was bad enough that one would wish they were dead. The reason he had cut his wrists in the first place. That one night long ago

Club The Emergency Exit, late night februari the 2nd, a birthday party for sweet Sara. Reven stood there at the bar, dressed in black leather bondage pants, a pair of latex pants basicly with loops at the sides and strabs connecting the legs at the back, a fixnet shirt wich showed clearly his pierced nipples, although it also revealed a few minor white lines, scars. He didn't care back then, to hyped up on drugs and alchohol to care.

a grin accross his black lips as the blue eyes fell upon Sara, his girlfriend back then, yet what he saw he would never forget, her going to the privat cornor of the club with another guy, as he followed them he saw the events unfold ((no I'm not discribing them ... get that outof your sick mind ... just kidding ofcourse 😛))

At the hight, when he heard the giggling he turned from the door and chose not to watch. Later that night when he sat behind his computer, drinking and smoking as he usually did when he couldn't handle something she came online, turned on her camera asif nothing was wrong, asking him why he left he told her he knew everything and never wanted to see her again ... that he could take everything but betrayel like this. Excuses till finally she cut her wrists and bled to dead right there infront of his eyes. Yes he had called the ambulance, but they had come to late. As he had sat there next to her bed, the last moments of her life he had taken the knife he always kept in his backpack and had cut his wrists. Ofcourse the nurse had been quick to react, and that had been why he hadn't been seen in school for 2 years ... suicidal tendencies, manic depression. Bipolarism ... the whole smack.

Now he opened his eyes slowly, unable to be surprised as he saw Reality, he had never felt this way, noone had ever been waiting next to his bed in a hospital. Not laying like that anyways, most of the time when he woke up it was only to be slapped accross the face. He now layed open for her to see, his left arm holding a dozen white markings, his wrist holding 4 lines where it had been cut. The right one holding a vampire ank and a tatoo of a black rose just above a wrist wich had been cut in 2 places so long ago

his chest obscured for the most part by the bandages. His mouth was dry yet as he saw the picture in her hand he closed his eyes again

"her name was Sara ... she died 2 years ago. "

he bit his nolonger black lips, the blood had been washed off of them and with it, the lipstick. A nurse walked in to cheque on him, one of the nurses wich had known him so long ago, nodding slightly as she saw Reality she quickly left turning on the 'busy' sign infront of the door.

"I loved her once ... and because of her ... I am the person I am today ... "

his hand moved to her cheek, moaning slightly causeof the pain moving caused he gently stroked her soft skin

"Yet ... I have ... never felt as strongly about anyone ... as I have for you"

with that he dropped his hand back to the bed, bit his lip and awaited the inevitable slap wich he knew would come. Although he hoped for better he shouldn't have said anything, still he whispered softly

"I ... think I love you"

then closed his eyes, no fear no nothing, just exileration at having said it

Jana had come back just in time to see the scene. She looked at Robert. Both looked on in almost uninterest.

Reality continued to kneel there until her legs went numb. She pulled up a cushioned chair from behind and sat on it, then going back how she was. Minutes later, a smile curled the side of her mouth as Reven opened his eyes. Though most of his makeup was gone, he still seemed to marvel much beauty. She watched ((Again, with the watching)) as his darted to the picture clenched in her hand then back at her. Reality heard footsteps as the door behind her opened closed then opened and closed again. She thought it to just be a quick see-eye check-up but she saw the recognition in Reven's eyes and knew she was just an old friend/acquaintant.

Her head tilted towards his hand as he stroked her cheek her eyes closed for that moment. His next words would usually have been mumbled by some people, but they seemed to come out strong and hopeful in his. Reality opened her eyes and peered into his own. She squinted a little, trying to get past the small barrier and into his mind. But his eyes seemed to wince as his hand went back to the bed. She wondered why. He must have had bad experiences before, causing the hesitance Reality seemed to find in some of his words and actions. Reality took a deep breath and considered walking from the room before anything else could happen. She didn't want to **** anything up more than she ever had before, but this for some reason, led her to stay seated, to stay as she was. She didn't want anyone to fall in love with her. But yet soemone had. And no more that the someone she had only known for just a few hours.

Reality knew she was attracted to him when she first saw him. But she didn't think soemthing like this would have happened. She only hoped that...the next words rolled out of his mouth and absorbed into her body as she took another deep breath, the word love and pointed to her had never sounded to good together. Reality closed her eyes and thought about everything. As she opened her eyes, a tear birthed from the side of her eyes and fell to its death as it slid down her cheek.

Reven's eyes were closed, it seemed almost as if he waited for disappointment. Though Reality did not yet love him back, she slid her hand across the bed to his, holding it with a firm but gentle grasp. She only hoped that this would comfort him. The marks or scars and ink on his body all had sad stories to tell. Reality didn't want to be one of those stories. Reality only wanted to see this magnificent guy happy, with a smile on his face for her to see that he was truly happy. With all his beauty carved at with pain, she held onto his hands, not wanting to reply with the regular answer back of the 'I think I love you too' for fear that it will be hollow.

((Okay, that last part I don't think seemed to make much sense. Even to me as I typed it. ...hmmmph... Owell. And thanks for the compliment Reven, you, too are quite a RPGer. And tanks for clearing that up, it helped big time. ^_^))

Why did he do it? Why did he stab the man and the other got in the way? Why! Trey was sobbing, as he was doing 50 in a 30 mile zone. He was crying, knowing he'll spent the rest of his days in jail. As he was not paying attention to the road. A truck honked it's horn and Trey wide eyed. And then BANG! The truck hit the car, Trey now lost consciousness. The car flipped over 8 times in the air and landed on the floor. Fire coming out of the gas pipe. As he saw nothing but blur, he was regaining consciousness. As he was trying to get the seat belt off. The car exploded. Trey then saw flashbacks of everything that happened and what was going to happen. He was a lonely man in the future, no wife. Nobody. As the car egnited in the air. Trey's body fell back. Two lifes were gone. The life of a kid in school and the pitiful life of a loser. Trey Cruise. ( More drama.. )