Isabella responded to Kyle's greeting with a few seconds of icy silence before she told him what she wanted to say. "I'm killing myself," she choked out, beginning to sob again. "You've left me. My heart isn't just broken, it's been shattered into so many pieces I'll never be able to fix it," Isabella continued on. "Good bye, darling. I wish there was a way you could stop me, but the pain. . . . It's just to much," she said, waiting for Kyle to answer.
((Dub, please intervene. I don't want Isabella to die, and I really like this little RP.))
Still muttering softly to herself as she watched Kyle walk further and further into the distance before hopping into his car, she sat down on the ground again. Now that Kyle was out of site, she became almost catatonic. Barely aware of her surroundings, her subconscious guided her back home. Once in her bedroom, she stripped down to her underwear, and hopped into bed, not bothering to get into pajamas. Her mascara was running down her face, and her hair had become a tangled mess when she had been curled up on the ground. After sobbing while drifting in and out of sleep for a short time, she became aware of her surroundings.
The world looked the same as before, but she had a throbbing pain in her chest from where Kyle had broken her heart. Sniffling, she began to think once more that a life without Kyle was a life not worth living. She couldn't live with this pain. Deciding she would take an overdose of sleep medication to kill herself, she went to her cabinet and pulled out the small container. But she wanted Kyle to suffer as much as she was. She wanted him to know that he was the one that made her do this. Pulling out her phone, she dialed Kyle's number.
((Ntur, Amanda's sixteen and looks really young for her age, so Ted probably wouldn't be calling her "lady"; maybe something more like "teen" or "girl" would fit. Meh, it doesn't really matter, but Amanda would protest if she saw that. She's got this whole personality that I've imagined, and she's really quirky and immature. Inside my head she was saying something like "Pfft, I wish I looked more like a lady and less like a little kid. I'm practically a stick, and I don't even look like I'm sixteen. Oh God, it sucks to be a little bit less than five feet tall." Sorry for this rant, she's kinda become a part of me, because she's so similar to me :wink.gif: . And she's become a sort of alter-ego to me IRL))
"So it's like a tyranny? With anyone getting kil- I mean kicked out- when they get too much power?" Amanda said, horrified by the condition of the city. It all seemed so unfair to her. But then again, I don't know that what the rebels wanted was any different, Amanda thought to herself. "So what did the rebels want? And what was it like before?" Amanda asked, not able to keep the string of questions forming in her head from being said.
((Ah, I see. Sorry for not being on much guys. My new Latin teacher is giving us a quiz every day, and she doesn't even say what chapter of the book or what it's going to be on. I've been swamped with studying for those, and my History teacher is going crazy with the homework too))
((Argh, I need Dub to post. And I agree that my roleplaying has been really crappy on this thread. I've never writen about a person that's emotionally unstable, so i'm learning as I go along.))
"Thank you soooo much!" Amanda said enthusiatically, smiling at Ted. It was very kind of him to give them food, and Amanda suspected that genorosity of this kind was rare now.
((Sorry for any errors, this is sent from my really crappy old computer with an erratic keyboard))
Isabella was still catatonic. But she snapped out of it when she saw Kyle's approaching form. He appeared to be heading back towards the club, but she could only see him. Getting up from the ground, she walked slowly over to him. "Why?" she sobbed, beginning to break down again.
"Aww, come on John. Can we eat with Ted?" Amanda asked. She wanted some food; the candy she had consumed earlier was not enough to keep her full, and her stomach growled as if to accentuate the point.
"Bye Ted," Amanda smiled, looking over her shoulder at Ted. She waved goodbye to the man and the dog, then turned and ran to catch up with John.
((Short post is short. I've been reading creepypastas, and I'm really tired/paranoid because of all the freaky stories...))
"Why doesn't he love me?" Isabella moaned. She was no longer shaking, but she was still in a sort of catatonic state. She just sat there rocking herself as she tuned out everything going on. Isabella was merely curled up in a fetal position, rocking back and forth as she occasionally muttered.
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((Dub, please intervene. I don't want Isabella to die, and I really like this little RP.))
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The world looked the same as before, but she had a throbbing pain in her chest from where Kyle had broken her heart. Sniffling, she began to think once more that a life without Kyle was a life not worth living. She couldn't live with this pain. Deciding she would take an overdose of sleep medication to kill herself, she went to her cabinet and pulled out the small container. But she wanted Kyle to suffer as much as she was. She wanted him to know that he was the one that made her do this. Pulling out her phone, she dialed Kyle's number.
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I love that game.
And I bet that no one here has played "Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life" on the GameCube :biggrin.gif:
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((Sorry for any errors, this is sent from my really crappy old computer with an erratic keyboard))
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((Short post is short. I've been reading creepypastas, and I'm really tired/paranoid because of all the freaky stories...))
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