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Death At Love's Sight (P.G Rating)

Emma · 2005-01-27T18:15:31Z

"Lisa, wake up now!" Shouted her mum, She rolled out of bed, her eyes sore and throbbing. She looked into the dirty mirror by her bed. Her oily hair had become static, even if she tried brushing it down. The bags under her dirty green eyes looked like large black and blue brusies. She sighed, knowing that she would never be beautiful and never to have a boyfriend. She had a quick shower. The water falling down onto her dirty skin, her tight body became relaxed. The warmth of the water soothed her. After her shower she got changed into her filthy school clothes. She let her wet hair drip onto her clothes, the clothes sticking to her feeble body. She went into the grimy kitchen, nothing was clean. The house smelled of poo and was infested by beetles, living under the rusted floorboards. She grabbed a dirty bowl from the large piles of dishes in the sink and gave it a quick rinse. She took the box of 'Flakeys' and poured the cereal into it. The milk had been off for five days and she didn't even dare to drink from it. After eating her cereal dry she grabbed her bag and ran out of the door. She couldn't be bothered to say good bye to her mum. She hated her guts. There was no-one else to blame for the mess. Lisa's room was spotless (apart from the dust) compared to the rest of the house. Her mum cared more about drugs and her fags than the cleaning. She quickly walked down the busy street. Her eyes contacted with the floor. Her mind juggling with questions and answers. Will mum keep the house clean? No. Will I meet my lover? No. Without looking where she was going, she bumped into a warm, soft body. She looked up into his chocolate brown eyes, he looked into hers. She felt the butterflies in her stomach fly away into the sky. Her heart beating loudly. Love at first sight. "Oh, erm.. sorry." He mumbled, His voice was dark and dreamy. It was like a dream come true for Lisa. She suddenly paniced, what if she didn't know what to say? What if she said the wrong things? "Its okay. It was my fault." She answered, He gave a smile, her heart melted. He also had never fallen in love. None of the girls fancied him. They thought he was a monster. He had been suspended for fighting with a girl, he had to go to a new school. At least it was a new start, he thought. "Hey, how about we talk over this little bump after school at the coffee shop." He smiled, Lisa blushed, she was flattered. Someone like him, asking a girl like her to go on a date?! She nodded and they walked together into the local school. The classes went past her as fast as lighting. All that stuck in her mind was the boy she met. When the bell rang she ran out of her class and into the coffee shop at the other end of town. When she got in she found him sitting at the table already, his face covered by his dreamy smile. "How did you get her so fast?" She panted, He gave a grin and sucked in some air, without thinking he told the truth. "I dogded the last period." He answered, Lisa became unsure. Though she didn't want to miss this chance of ever seeing another boy. She nodded and then sat down next to him. Their eyes met for a second time. He smiled and lent his head in closer. They lips locked together. She suddenly moved away, stars shinning in her eyes. "I don't know your name." She stuttered, "My name's Callum." He answered, Once again the dreamy smile grew on his face. He took her hand and kissed her once more. Their tounges met. Hearts surrounded them as they kissed each other. Nothing in the world mattered apart from their lover. Even though Lisa hardly knew him, she felt it was like destiny to kiss him. It was like they had known each other for years. The lovers stopped kissing and went outside. Into the woods. "Do you have any money?" He asked, his voice tender. She nodded, "Yes, ten pounds, though its for my gran's birthday." She answered, Tomorrow was her gran's 50th birthday, she was so excited. They were going to have a big party and she was the host. Lisa's gran didn't invite her mum. Even if it was her daughter. Lisa's gran disliked the fact that her daughter took drugs. She had tried taking Lisa away, but it never worked out. It mostly filled her gran up with such anger. She could kill her self from the stress she was given. Callum grabbed Lisa's arms. She thought it was another kiss coming on, she looked into his eyes. They were no longer filled with love. She became confused, she couldn't find the kindess which was once there. He slaped her hard, it turned into a shade of pink. She tried to move back but his grasp was strong. Panic had struck her. She had fallen into a trap, she thought he loved her. He just wanted to use her. he let go of one of Lisa's arms and went into his pocket. She looked at his hand to find a small knife. Her eyes became larger, her breaths became stronger and quicker. "W-w-what are y-you goin-ng to do w-with that?" She whispered, "I don't know yet, it depends." He sneered, She was stuck, there was no way out. She tried to scream, but he covered her mouth. He grabbed her hair and pulled her into some near by bushes. What was going to happen? She had no idea. Her screams were muffled. He swiflty moved the knife to her chest. And slashed it. Her jumper and t-shirt ripped, blood poured down from her shaking body. She gasped, air rushed into her longs, she choked. "Shut up!" He screamed, He got the knife and dug it into her cut. Right to where her heart was. She let out a cry and fell to the ground. Her chest stopped moving, her lips became cold, her eyes went empty. Callum took a step back. What had he done?! He had been cursed, he was going to get caught. He had destroyed someone's life. He took the money from her pocket and fled, no one must know.

Rock Chick

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Mon Mar 21, 2005 10:19 pm

Rock Chick says... · Mon Mar 21, 2005 10:19 pm

hey Emma. Ur 1 of my best mates and everything, but i have seen you write better. Come on Emma. U can do better. I was Really let down with this, cos it didnt make me feel any emotion at all. Sorry hun. xx

Love Ya All. If u hate my work i dont care. I love critisism! Peace Out. Rock Chick xx

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Sat May 03, 2008 5:54 pm

myfreindsavamp says... · Sat May 03, 2008 5:54 pm

Ok if I wrote the story it would have gone a litle slower with more depth. Like instead of the girl just of no where kissing him (witch by the way is kinda out of no where) I would have the suspence of them leaning in and thinking thoughts like ' What am I doing? I don't even know his name!'

We've all been broken in some way. It's just how we express it that makes us dffrent form eachother.

“This precious book of love, this unbound lover,
To beautify him only lacks a cover.”
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