Waaaaaah it's almost over...1 or 2 more updates left. unless I add a second story to this thread. Which I'm still debating over but it would be a kinda similar plot and called something different. Or I could just make a sequeal to this~ well I'm going to leave that up to you my readers. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We learned about the truth behind Thalia's strong feelings, as Chris prepares to share the deep impact the truth has. Entry #28 The other day I found myself sitting there again. On the same curb that lead to the Game Alley. Bruce Dragainan along with his groupies Flynn Colbes, and Caleb Franagin all on the baseball team, they sat down beside me. "Where's yer friend Emmie or Emmurrr or was it Emmed?" Flynn was stumbling on his tongue trying to remember. "It's Emmer," I wrote on my communications board showing Flynn. This was when I found out something interesting... "Ya' that kid we beat up in your place a few weeks ago, I say he's brave. Talked some real sense into us that day. When we pushed down his wheelchair he got up wobbling on his weak knees and stood up, punch after punch he stood still trying to talk to us!" Caleb said with this manly edge in his voice. I sat there speechless yesterday...I didn't know he, Emmer–. "I hope he ain't in the hospital 'cause of us, Ma told me he might not recover or live to see 21 she's a nurse there. I felt real guilty," Bruce said before handing me a bag. And damnit it wasn't his fault it was mine! I don't want him to die. I looked down at the pavement when tears rolled out my eyes I looked in the bag. Flowers and cards. "Thanks guys," I wrote on the communications board before lowering my head back down I could feel Bruce nod before they all left. This feeling felt familiar the heat at the right angle the shade covering this is how it felt on the sidelines as a bench warmer. Yeah Chris the sideline guy can't do anything for himself only depending on others I patted my frilly like light brown hair. I guess it hurt I felt like how Thalia did yesterday. Now I know what I'm going to do with myself if I'm gone maybe Emmer won't have to act this reckless again...this is my final journal! It was nice knowing the ups and downs of having kept one. Good bye journal, and to anyone who reads this is the future. I wish I could've met you. Signed by: Chris Dated: July 22,2010 Chris signs out having taken a blow from the cold hard truth. Yet, this stories not yet over...until the real ending is revealed.
So I've decided to create a sequeal to Sideline guy...^^ it'll be posted on the same thread, but for now we see the ending the tale of Christopher. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A few days ago Thalia got word from the doctor about Emmer's condition. Luckily it seems he was stable for now and would recover soon. Unlike Thalia her hearing had gotten worse it looked like she had to go through some sort of surgery. It was a last resort for her. The reason she didn't want to go deaf: "To hear his voice one last time, I will do anything to save my ears," It sounded weird at first, but her doctor suggested it as a last resort. It turns our Chris disappeared somewhere without a trace, all he left was a note. "Hey, to all who read and find this especially Thalia, and Emmer. I am sorry I caused a great deal of troubled for you guys. It started with Burke Bensley when he hit that foul ball that annihilated my voice box. I will admit he had a mean swing I believe I first described it like, I still don't know what happened. My veins turned a blood red, and my eyes bulged widened from, pain, anger, and frustration. I'm sad... I over exaggerated I just wanted to fit in with you guys I guess. I mean don't get me wrong I don't mean it in a bad way. Emmer had dyslexia and you were going Deaf I wanted something too. I think I purposely stood in the game to get hit. It's completely sick, always complaining to you guys about my life, and Emmer... I feel like this ball of emptiness that just doesn't need to be there. When you treated me like you did Thalia I understood. Well hell yeah I understood a lot of things! The girl that I've loved since I was seven years old was in a deeper complex love with Emmer. Then there's how Emmer risked his own life to save me in a friendship I was never committed to!?! Just stop! Please don't come looking for me! I don't need this I'll only ruin your lives?! Do you know where I was after every incident, The sideline, I never once did anything beneficial. Even on the baseball field even then where was I?! The sideline, That's right I was that guy. Just the guy on the sidelines. Never did anything...never said anything I was just there to let others do my job for me. Sorry about complaining but I really don't have anytime left, Thalia, Emmer I'm sorry. I'm really truly sorry. For always causing trouble and never helping solve anything...I really am just a sideline guy." Signed by: Christoper Ronald Macin When reading the letter she cried Thalia cried tears she had neve cried. All Tha time she blamed Chris. Without knowing the burden he himself had carried. Emmer was in a state of shock after reading the letter and remain at the hospital later than expected. In the end they couldn't find Chris no matter where he was...it's been about three years Emmer has learned to slowly overcome his dyslexia and lost most of his stuttering and weak knees. Thalia's hearing seems to be fading, but at a much slower rate. Emmer framed Chris's letter keeping it as a memento for all these years... A preview of the sequeal: Keepsakes and trust Journal, Hey it's been a while since I've wrote in one of these. I think it's been the third year now. Well life is still all good over here. I've been working as a directors assistant. It means frequent travel and no time to settle down. I'm a bit more mature now from what I was a few years back it's 2013...like this new era of technology and advances as well as scientific breakthroughs that just make my job easier. It always feels like something's missin though. I quit school last year I think I would be a senior this year, but instead the company's got me a tutor way more efficient. I'd focus my emerald green eyes out the window of the moving bus while writing in my soon to be filled journal, "Excuse me may I sit down?" The teenage girl standing above me had asked while I nodded my head silently recording the events that occurred presently. "Hey whatcha' writing. You can't be a journalist you're like..well my age!" She asked looking down at my small journal. In short I closed my journal to temporary answer her question on my communications board. Tilting her head she watched me write every small observation I made. Somehow I feel disturbed. Ill write in a less crowded location next time. Signed: <i> Chris </i> --------------------- Hoped ya' liked it o.o
Thanks for waiting, but the sequeal is here ------ Keepsakes and Trust Journal, It's a bit more quiet now, the noisy girl sitting next to me got off at the last stop. With the bus less crowded I felt more at ease to write in you. Also that girl ended up giving me her number I don't know what I'm going to do with it. The only thing I can obviously do is text. I also feel no connection whatsoever to her, but I guess I'll hang on to it for now. The bus moved more jaggedly it often swayed back,forward,left,right. If it weren't for this 'autocorrect' I'm not sure anything I'd be writing would make sense. But this thing has it's ups and downs. "Cornerway Avenue!" The system blared throughout the bus my stop is Washington Valley. It was the next stop over. I guess I'll have to write you later journal. I have a job with Director Yagun. Apparently he's been chosen to direct a movie called: Dranagons Alley that comes out in 2014. Sorry I can't tell you much details journal! "Washington Vall..." Signed: Chris "Emmer at this rate we're never going to find Chris," Thalia said making a box with her fingers while looking downwards at the ground beneath. "Please don't say that, I know Chris felt guilty but it was not his fault," Emmer said sighing kind of in shock that he didn't stutter yet. Thalia put a hand on Emmer's should gently when he took her hand off. "Don't please I feel guilty just being with you," Thalia looked up and smiled faintly, "I'm sorry Emmer, but you have to know I have no extra feelings for Chris besides our friendship. I lo–" she was cut off by Emmer's waving hand. "Thalia I have no extra feelings for you besides our friendship," She looked shocked her face went pale. "What if I said that to you? How would you feel? While I blame you for putting Emmer in the hospital. Also the fact tat you can't speak to convey any emotions. You're on the sideline of each baseball game. Suffering all that win how would YOU feel Thalia?!" Emmer almost yelled, he started huffing and breathing hard. His breathing raspy. "I'm sorry, I've never thought of Chris because I always thought of you, I put the love of my life first!" "I don't care! Thalia I don't care! I put my family, my religion, my friends, my kids! Before my lover...or is it the opposite?" Emmer said turning pale at the realization that hit him. "Emmer, do you love Chris?" Thalia asked her pupils dilating from extreme shock.