Hi everyone. While writing, 'The Trip.', a new idea hit me. So, as of right now, The Trip has been discontinued. Oh well. Anyways, I have a much better idea laid out for this new story. Hope you like it! Feedback is appreciated! PART UNO! *BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP!* My eyes flutter open and my tan arm shoots out from under my pale green quilt to press the snooze button. "Damn alarm...", I mutter as I sit up in bed and reach over to turn it off. I rub my eyes and look at the time. Only I would accidentally wake up at 6am on my first day of summer vacation. I sigh as I slowly get out of bed and open my blinds, allowing the refreshing sunlight to engulf my room. My bright green eyes scan the street below me and I spot my best friend, Mark walking towards my house. I smile and slowly walk across my room and into my walk-in closet. I trudge past all the clothes and shoes everywhere as I reach my window. I lift up the window with ease and begin to stick my head out of it when minty breath hits my cheek and I hear that deep, familiar voice in my ear. "Boo.", Mark says as he climbs up onto my roof. I plop down on the window sill and ease myself down next to him where he stands, arms wide, awaiting a good morning hug. I smile as I feel my body melt into his muscular build. I know what your thinking right now. No. Mark is NOT my boyfriend. We're extremely close. No. Extremely is an understatement. Were like siblings. I love him to death. He's been there for me ever since I have known him. Flashback Fall of 2011, my Senior year in high school. I had just finished class and was headed down 5th street towards the Coach outlet when I heard a familiar voice ring out from behind me. "Rose! Rosie!", Mark called out as he jogged up to me. "Yeeees?", I say as I laugh at his worn out expression. He glares at Me as he responds, "Rose.. I have been trying to find you for the last 15 minutes. I need to show you something." As he quietly says this to me, I can't help but notice his eyes soften while he tentatively reaches for my hand. "Follow me.", he says in a determined manner. I sigh as I am dragged past my beloved Coach outlet and toward the park. Ahh, the great childhood memories I had at this place. Except, starting from this day forward, I would definitely only remember one certain event... When Mark finally has stopped walking, we're on the edge of the street, facing the park. I glance up at him to see he is staring straight ahead at... A couple kissing? Why does he want to show me a random couple kissing?.. That's when a thought hit me like a load of bricks. That. Was my boyfriend. Biting the tongue off of... My best friend. END of Flashback Remember, feedback appreciated. The next, longer update will be up tomorrow afternoon.
Oh damn. I am soooo sorry DarkAngel. Follow me please? I wanna know if I have the same idea your story was about.
I have the next update planned out in my notes already... I will edit and add stuff to it this afternoon. It will be up this afternoon / tonight.
PART DOS! Rosie's Point of View As the memory of that summer slowly ended, I pulled away from Mark's tight hug. I looked up into his eyes and smiled at his caring expression. The expression I have grown to know and love. "Whatcha wanna do today, angel?", he asked me with a genuine smile. "Wellllll. It's only like.. 5:30am right now.. So why don't we like go run or something?", I sheepishly respond. "Let's do it.", Mark says with a laugh. "Alright. Lemme go get changed. Meet me in my backyard in like 20 minutes.", I say over my shoulder as I climb back in the window. As I walk back into my room, I hear my phone buzz. Thinking it would be a text from Mark, I walked over and picked my phone up. 19 missed calls and 11 unread texts. All from the same person. Drew : Heyy baby. I know we broke up. But I miss you. Please, take me back. Drew : Rose, please. I love you. I know I didn't tell you often, but I do. Drew : Rosie. Please. I know what I did was wrong. I know. But please, call me. Drew : IT WASN'T MY FAULT, GODDAMIT! Drew : Rose... Please. Make this easy for the both of us. Drew : I am coming over in the morning. You won't answer your phone, so I will be at your door at 10am. Drew : Rose! Dammit. Just return my f*cking calls! Drew: Don't make me do anything irrational Rose. You know how I can get. I can't control my anger. Drew : Alright. I see now. You don't love me. Okay. Drew : ROSALIND EMMA GRANDE. Answer my f*cking calls! Drew : Rose, I'm done. You WILL pay for this. Whether it be the last thing I do or not. As you can guess, all 19 missed calls we're from him. Let me explain. Drew Hopper is my ex boyfriend. We had been going out for a year and a half and everything was perfect. Except, he started becoming distant. And I guess that's when he decided to become a man whore and cheat on me with my best friend.. But still. Why the hell was this moron calling me? It had been a month since I found out he was cheating and he hadn't called once. He hadn't even tried to speak to me. At all. So why now?... I sigh as I reread all the texts a second time through. I don't really care for this shit anymore. I threw my phone down onto my bed and walked back into the closet too get changed for a run. By the time the day was over, Mark and I had gone for a run, went to the beach, shopped on the boardwalk, and met Adele. And guess what? I didn't think about Drew once.. And that may have been the biggest mistake of my life. Find out why Josh finally calls, and much more in the next update!
NAHHH. I apologize guys. I changed the name last minute. It's supposed to say, "Find out why Drew called in the next update."
PART TRES. Rosie's Point of View I woke up Sunday morning, did my morning rituals and eventually made my way downstairs. I plopped down on the couch and turned the tv on. Now, I normally would never stay on the news channel for more than 30 seconds, but something caught my eye this morning. A murder. The newscasters voice rang through my ears on repeat. "3 girls were found dead in a local families house, just this morning. Cailley Williams, Madison Stark and Sara Brooks were found dead in the Williams' household early this morning. The police refuse to release any other info on this case until they find out more about the tragic end to these three teenagers lives." Oh shit. Those were my friends. My best friends, at that. I had forgotten about that sleepover. I was supposed to be there. I was supposed to be dead... Just a little cliffhanger for ya.
Thanks for the support everyone. Rosie, James and now Kane especially. Btw, y'all can thank Rosie for this cliffhanger.