Life: The last RP I'll make ever

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Simply_Fox (01), Nov 4, 2011.

  1. -I sigh walking out of my house. I stroll down the street thinking-
     
  2. I sigh, feeling uncomfortable and anger since I wasn't able to fight back.
     
  3. I pull the sword off the wall and add another slash to my wall for how many times I have faild
     
  4. -I see him tense up-

    "What's wrong?"
     
  5. *smiles*
    "about 3 seconds ago"
     
  6. -I roll my eyes.-

    Get in the van
     
  7. -I see something laying on the ground up ahead and get closer. I realize it's a phone and pick it up.-

    "Wonder who's this is..."

    -I quickly scan through it searching for the name-
     
  8. "Nothing.."
    I think for a moment then I look at her.

    "Did the doctor say anything about when this is gonna heal?"
    I point to my stab wound.
     
  9. *starts up the van*
    "we gotta get there before the sun comes up!"
    *begins to drive*
     
  10. -The wallpaper is of a girl and I recognize her as the one I saw at the hospital.-

    "Hmm.. I'll have to return it to her."

    -My eyes widen as I see the name of who it belongs too-

    "No way..."

    -I sprint off to the hospital-
     
  11. "Hmmm about a week cause he said you were beaten up really bad"

    -I sit down on the chair beside his bed-
     
  12. -I nod.-

    That a ways.

    -I point to a narrow path-
     
  13. *we arrive*
    "ready for this?!"
     
  14. I try to sit up again, my head facing down to hide the expression that I'm enduring pain as I do that so my red hair sways to the right in front of my face.
     
  15. -I smile at him-

    Let's go

    -I grab my back pack from the floor and walk to the door-
     
  16. "Stop that! You should try resting do it'll heal faster"

    -I stand up and try to place you back down-
     
  17. -I trip on the way to the hospital. The gash in my side burns as I struggle up. I force myself to jog again holding my side as i run-
     
  18. I raise my arm and my hand in front of her.
    "I'm fine."
    I sit up on the bed, looking at her.

    "Why are you caring so much about me?"
     
  19. -I look at him-

    "I-I'm not sure either but for some reason, I just do..."