"DEVIN NOO!" Allison hugged herself as she screamed out his name, hoping he'd hear her... Hoping he's listen and stop this madness. Allison was sitting in a pool of blood, her arms having scratches on them. "Please... Devin..." Devin turned to the girl, throwing his knife on the floor and picking her up, throwing her over his shoulders. "DEVIN!" Devin didn't do anything. Allison kicked his chest, still not having an answer. "DEVIN I SAID-" Devin suddenly stopped walking. "My name is Xach and I advise you to shut up or I'll have to take things to the extreme measure." Allison didn't say anything... Instead; she kicked him hard enough to make him fall over. Allison jumped up before he could fall on his back and ran to a dead corpse, hugging it and crying. "No... Lance wake up!!! Lance! Lance! Lance!!!!!!!" She slumped down on the man's body, burying her face in his chest, crying and sobbing. Xach just stood there, looking at her and the corpse, clenching his fists tightly. "Lance... Please... Just-" Allison pounded her fists on the corpse's chest, frustrated with herself. "Why- can't- he- wake- up?!" She started crying and hugged him closer to her chest. "Please Lance!!! WAKE UP!" She stopped crying and bit her bottom lip, hesitating to do something. "Please..." Allison kissed the dead body's lips, hoping he'd wake up. Xach looked at Allison kissing Lance and grunted. 'Is that fool all she cares about?!' Xach clenched his fists tighter until they were white. 'She- she's- AHHHHH!' Xach collapsed onto the floor, now clenching his head and had tears dripping down his face. 'Is he all she cares about?!' Allison stopped kissing Lance and looked at him. "He still hasn't woken up..." Allison gave up and looked at the group of corpses, crying silently. "Ace... Zoe... Taylor... Why..." Allison hugged Lance and cried into his chest, making his blood stained shirt wet. "Why..." Xach had stopped crying and walked over to Allison, grabbing her by her arm and pulling her up, pulling her closer to his chest. "I'm sorry." And before Allisom could speak, she was unconcious. -----
I thought this was a fail but... Wtf. ------- Allison woke up in a red satin bed, her forehead was drenched with sweat and she began to yell. "LANCE!! LANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She quickly jumped out of the bed and looked around. No Lance. No Zoe. No Ace. ----- "..." Devin was leaning against the wall, playing with his victim's heart... Lance's beating heart. Surprisingly, Lance's heart was still beating. Devin was smirking... He had got the satisfaction he wanted. He had killed his rival. He had killed his rival's team. He had Allison. He was complete. "LANCE! LANCE!!!!!!!!" Devin turned his head to the open door, peeking out to see the other room's door open. The one where Allison was sleeping in. Devin looked down at Lance's heart and sighed. Was she still mourning over that faggot's lost? ------ Allison was clutching the pillow so tight, screaming into it and soaking it with her tears. She pounded on the bed with her fists, screaming louder and louder. She clutched onto the sheets tightly until her knuckles turned white. ----- "...." Devin stuffed the blood covered heart into his jeans' pocket, muttering to himself whether she was mourning over his loss or that she was in a unknown dimension that was larger than space. Inside, he prayed it was the second option but when he ot inside, he swore under his breath. "..." Devin plopped down on the bed and stared at the Allison whose face was burried in the pillow, hiding the fear and pain. "..." Devin wrapped his arms around Allison an pulled her into a tight hug, sitting her on his lap. Allison then burried her face into his shirt, sobbing into it and pounding on his chest. Devin didn't do anything though, he just sat there, his arms around Allison and his ice blue eyes blank. Just blank. "I hate you..." Devin lowered his head to see Allison, her lime green eyes staring directly into his ice blue ones, full of hatred and pain. Her eyebrows were arched and her lips were frowning, more like snarling. Tears were still dripping from her eyes and Devin used a thumb to wipe it away. "..." "SPEAK SOMETHING!!! YOU- YOU- YOU MURDERER!" Allison punched his chest, but Devin still didn't move or speak. "..." Allisom was frustrated and broken. He had killed her friends and family and now he had the nerve to sit there in silence?!?! "..." Allison began crying again. Her soft brown curls hiding her smooth skin. Her voice was hoarse from all the screaming and crying. She was breaking down... "All-" "DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK MY NAME!" Allison was still crying, she was shaking uncontrollobly. Her hands were placed on her laps but they were also shaking... She looked down and let the tears dropped onto her shaking hands, sniffling as she wanted to escape this nightmare... "Allison." Devin held Allison's chin up, his eyes filled with remorse and guilt; but still shining with the idleness... Depression... Ignorance. Allison's lips quivered as she remembered the same look when he looked at her after he shot Lance. "Devin...?" Devin didn't say anything. He just took her hand and placed it on his cheek. He kissed it and rubbed her soft hand with his face, letting her feel the warmth after that cold day. "... Xach." Devin turned to her and hushed her, hugging her again. This time, he whispered into her ears. "I'm sorry..." Allison nodded and hugged Devin, kissing his shoulder. "... Please... Forgive me..." Allison froze. She could never forgive him. "I'm sorry Devin..." She led him out of the room and shut the door, collapsing on the floor, looking down on her open palms and sighed. ---- Devin looked at the door, it was closed. It was shut. It was... Just like his heart. She had shut down his feelings for her. He was in rage, and broken. The rejection stund him like a million bees, the damned poison burning him like acid. "...Allison Varnelay... You're mine." Devin clutched his fists tighter and toghter until his knuckles turned white. He didn't want to force the girl to love him, but he loved her. He would have to do ANYTHING to make him love her. anything... -----
Ah... Mhmm. Lance is Allison's bf and Xach is Devin's new name... Shall I make a prequel for this? So it'll be easier to explain?
Hell guys... Mom's taking my phone away and I can't write until the day after tomorrow. Please do me a favor and bump my stories. -SADFACE TIMES A MILLION-
Before I leave PIMD, whether or not forever or temporarily, I'm just gunna write a chappie for you. -------- Allison woke up in her bed, she ran her hand through her hair and gasped. She really was in a strange place and Devin- no Xach, no- DEVIN. Was, the killer. Allison was about to scream loudly when there was a knock on the door. Allison didn't bother opening it, she just sat on the bed, hugging her legs as tears began to slowly drip down her chin. Allison looked sideways to find a smirking Devin, leaning againstthe doorway. ".... Always the crybaby... Ally." Allison looked at Devin, the looked away, not wanting to look at him... For millions of unknown reasons. "..." Devin walked towards Allison and sat down on the bed beside her. He didn't dare touch her or do anything to anger her; he just sat there. Looking at Allison as if she were an interesting object he's never seen before. "..." Devin leaned in and touched her cold face, cleaning her tears with his thumb... Something he'd do every once in a while. "..." Still recieving no answer from her, Devin gave up and walked out of doorway, glancing behind his shoulder before attending to his buisness. Allison looked down at her chest and clutched a locket that she wore... A gift from Lance himself. "... Lance..." -------------
I'm rethinking... Grade six is a hell lotta hard work. My real life friends that I made told me to stop playing this game after reading other people's comments about me. The whole point of writing was to improve. Also to let people enjoy it but I don't think I'll have time to. I'm getting sleepier everyday. I don't seem to have the energy to even wake up or listen... Reason is maybe I've been spending too much time on PIMD. I'm thinking of reasons to stay but I can't find any. Oh well. If YOU can find reasons for me to stay, tell me on THIS story...