My Loving Murderer

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Rawr-Love14, Nov 27, 2011.

  1. Kinda bad kinda good but Kevin better die and there better not be a love for kevin and
    The girl lol
     
  2. No! I want them to love each other! 
     
  3. Y does Kevin need to die? And don't worry something does happen between him and her so they don't go out
     
  4. Or maybe they do..... It's a suprise
     
  5. Wow this is kinda starting to suck
     
  6. Y do u hate Kevin?!
     
  7. Oh....it sucks maybe I should stop writing this......
     
  8. Keep writing. Only 1 person () dislikes it.  update!
     
  9. Bump bumpy bump
     
  10. I awoke from my slumber from a awful beeping nous coming from my alarm clock. When I turn it off I notice that is 7:15 which means i only have 15 minutes to get ready!!!

    I rush to put on a black and white stripped shirt, a necklace, black skinny jeans, an my favorite pair of black skinny jeans. The rest of time was putting on my make up and fixing my hair."Perfect!" I say as I rush out the door, I get to my car and I finally drive away.

    As I step out of my violet jeep, I see a person coming to me. He has beautiful blue that are bordered with brown, dark brown hair, and in my opinion he was pretty HOT!

    "Hey Sammy, Do you remember me? I start to think and then I hits me.

    His name is Dylan, he was my friend in 7th grade an we used to hangout ALOT!" "Hey Dylan, how are you? I missed you so much when you left!" I say with excitement in my voice. "I'm good and I missed you too, but I wanna ask if you would like to hang out today like old times?" he looked nervous to hear my answer. "Of course after all we need to catch up" I say quickly and head of to class.

    I finally make it to the door of Mr.Jones social studies class when all of a sudden someone pushed and pulled me to he janitors closet. I couldn't tell who it was until the lights came on. I look to see who it is and of course the person standing in front of me was Kevin.

    "Kevin, what the fuck!" I said with anger on my mind. "I told you I needed to talk to you" he said calmly. "okay, whats sooooo important that you had to shove me in a janitors closet to tell me?" I say with a hint of sarcasm. "well, before Ethan died he was being harassed an-" "HARASSED?!" I say interrupting him.

    "Ethan was getting notes that were kinda horrible, they also came with pictures." he said looking scared to tell me the rest."what were the pictures of?" I say a little terrified. "Some of them was Ethan, Me, and you..." he looked like there was more he wanted to say.

    But before I could the door of the closet opens. The person standing before us was Dylan with a angry expression on his face. Right before I could say any thing, I felt a sharp pain from my neck and then every thing went black.
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    Do you think that Kevin is lying to Sammy or is he telling the truth about her old boyfriend Ethan getting harassed? Also hopefully you liked the update! I will probably update again later today!
     
  11. I might to write my favorite pair of furry boots, next time I'll proof read this before I post it
     
  12. *ment ugh stupid auto corecct!!!
     
  13. Bump LOVE IT
     
  14. Kevin's POV
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    I look out the door and I see the same angry expression I see every time I pass this guy. His name is Dylan Anderson and let's just say me and him don't get along...at all.
    As I'm just about to grab Sam to go to a different room, Sam passes out! I catch her before she hits the floor and hold her in my arms. "Sam! Sammy wake up! Sammy please wake up!" I shout to her but It docent work! I start checking if she is breathing "thank god she still is alive! I say sounding a little relived."Dylan, call a ambulance!" I shout.
     
  15. Sammys POV
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    I feel peaceful, like my worries are all gone and nobody can hurt me. I don't know where I am, or What happened. All I know is that I feel safe for once, but something about this place doesn't feel right to me. I feel like I'm dreaming, but if I was why can't I wake up?
    Maybe if I try to remember what happened before this I could wake up!
    Let's think before this I was with a guy in a small tight place, but who was he and where were we?
    Hmmm.....What's that sound? It sounds like other peoples voices, but I don't see anyone. I don't see anything but the bright light coming from ahead.
    Just then I hear a very familiar voice, it was a guys voice. It sounded sweet and gentle, who is this person? I recognize the voice, but who could it be?!
    I want to wake up!!! I want to who is there talking! What happened to me? Will I ever wake up?
    And with that thought I felt like crying, but I couldn't. Maybe I was dead.
     
  16. Bbuummpp!!