Kelly rolled on her side, tears filling her eyes. If she could get past the pain in her heart, she would realize how pretty her eyes looked. Kelly was deffinately a pretty crier. You could see wet spots on her cheeks and her eyes seemed to be glazed over, but other than that, she looked practically normal. The pain that filled her heart to the brim though wasn't hate. It wasn't jealousy. It was guilt. She hadn't even talked with Ryan yet! She had been too mad to even think about it. That would've been the best move. Instead, she was selfish. She blocked out that Taylor could have been wrong. Even the thought of Ryan cheating made her want to kill someone. There was a bottomless pit at the bottom of her stomach just eating her away. And of all people, he cheats with her best friend? How much worse could the situation get? Well, it would be worse if Taylor happened to be wrong. If Taylor was actually wrong, Kelly would never be able to look at herself the same way again. She had acted so impulsively! That wasn't like her. Kelly looked at the person that she had shared her bed with last night. It wasn't Ryan. No, that would have been too easy. It wasn't her stuffed bear that she had for those kinds of nights; the lonely, pitiful ones where she cried herself to sleep. No, he wasn't there either. "Morning Baby," the boy cooed. He leaned over and kissed her. "Morning Danny."
Nice update I don't feel as bad now.. Let's start the count down until Jess complains 5..4..3..2..1..
Just killl me off cause he's making me pîssed I was just kidding bout the cheater part, and now he's just acting flat out rude. Ur story was great, still great, but you'll be able to cut Me out of it ^.^ A Pretty Pîssed Off ]£$$
"Andy!" Taylor sqealed, "Where are we going?" Andy still had Taylor's eyes covered by his hands when he stopped walking. "Okay," Andy said, bursting at the seems with excitement. He uncovered her eyes. "Open!" Taylor opened her eyes and gasped. There was a cute little cottage that looked like it had been abandoned for years. It's little white porch and faded out gray paint gave it so much character. Taylor walked up the squeaky steps and gave the door a little push. She walked inside and examined the place. It was so dusty and yet so perfect. She ran her hand along the wall. "Andy, how did you find this place? It's so cute and secluded." "My grandpa actually used to own this little cottage. I used to play here as a little kid," he stopped and looked around. "It was so much more colorful back then. And so big. Now, it's like a little abandoned shack. I like to come up here and think." He smiled at her as he watched her wander around the different rooms. She was amazed by the place. Andy walked up behind her and slipped his arms around her waist. "Come on. I haven't even shown you the bet part yet." Andy lead Taylor outside by the hand. Taylor looked around and could see nothing but trees. She didn't know how Andy had found his way here. They must have walked two miles from the car to the house. Andy stopped and Taylor had been too busy wrapped up in her own thoughts that she ran right into him. They both laughed and he pulled her close, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Look," Andy instructed her, pointing out to the horizon. Taylor looked up and her breath was taken away. "Oh my gosh, Andy. That is so beautiful." She gazed over as the sun set behind a little lake. The fish swam about in every which way, being every color. You could hear the crickets chirping and all Taylor could do was smile. "I have never seen anything with such natural beauty," she said dreamily. "I have," he said as he smiled at her. "You have ten times the natural beauty of this sunset." Leaning in as he kissed her, he took her in. He couldn't tell if it was the moonlight being a spot light on the lake, or the roses surrounding them, but this place just made Taylor look so beautiful to him. He closed his eyes, taking in everything to save for later. Taylor held Andy's hand as they walked back to the little cottage. Hands swinging and Taylor singing to herself, they were both extremely content with the other's company. Out of no where, Andy just swept Taylor of her feet and carried her into the cottage. He sat down next to the fireplace and set her in his lap. After makin the fireplace the perfect warmth for them, they cuddled there for quite a while. They just enjoyed the peace and serenity of the woods. No one was there to bother them. Taylor loved the silence. Andy just sat there, rubbing her back and kissing her all over. It felt good. It felt right. It felt, well, perfect.
Sorry it wasn't long and well detailed, I'll add to that scene tomorrow. I'm aggitated at the moment, so my writing is a little off. I'll post a lengthy update tomorrow
You don't understand what you said by calling me cheater. There are things going on in my personal life right now that I won't explain on an open thread. Bottom line you really personally offended me Jess.
Jess, just leave Ryan alone. He's my friend and I'm not going to sit here and watch you act like you're still in 3rd grade and calling names. Please leave this thread and I'll just forget your character was ever in the story. It wasn't a major character anyway. No need to be crude and kill you off, just simply not speak of your character again. Now please leave my thread and my friends alone. Thank you.
Yes I know this could possibly get me silenced, but I'll risk it. I dis not call names, u only joked around an caled him a cheater cuz there wasn't anything else bad to call him and as yu said, it was part of the story, so it shouldn't has had a personal affect on him. I understand I am a complainer, but I will not let him act like the victim. He's the one who said the whole "Lets start the countdown for Jess to start complaining" so Ryan, do not try to play off as the victim. With all do respect, I still love ur story, and I apologise for any 'complaining' I did, although I feel it was Ryan who began the rude remarks.
But it did, as he said. Just don't call names. He only said what he said out of defense. For me as well. So please, just don't respond after this. Thank you.
Your continual complaining led to me making a remark towards it. I made the remark and you made a completely personal one towards me. Kay said she wouldnt have posted it if she would have remembered what happened to me. Am I trying to be a victim? Not at all I'm just saying you don't know why I kept at my remarks.
Now this thread is for a story not a personal dispute. Any further response please send to my wall. I don't want to clutter Kay's story.