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May 30, 2011 7:54pm UTC

HEY LISTEN,
I don't know if anyone was reading my story.. probably not. Anyways, if you were, I just lost all inspiration and i'm never on this account anyway. So i'm just gonna stop this story but it would be very much appreciated if you went and checked out my other account behind_these_blue_eyes.
Thanks dolls(:

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January 21, 2011 4:21pm UTC

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Eventually we made it to his car, a big pick-up truck. My favorite.
He walked in front of me, and opened the passenger side door. I was short, and I was contemplating the distance I would have to jump from the ground to the seat, when I felt him grab my hand and put his arm around my waist and help me into the car.
The close touch made my cringe and he must've felt it because when I looked back at him he was staring at the ground.
"Sorry.. sorry.." he was muttering.
"No it's-" I tried to say, but he had already closed the door and was walking around the front of the car. Crap.
The car ride home was quiet. The silence forced me to think about what had happened just a few hours earlier.
"I love you," he said. And I had believed him. I'm so stupid. But I was so caught up in him. In his bright blonde hair and green eyes. And his lies, his lies that I never believed.
"Ohmygosh. I love you too!" I should've noticed the look in eyes. Not just the false happiness but the hint of complete sleaziness.
"Good," he had said. He came forward and pressed his lips against mine. Hard.
It was fine at first, but then he started getting rougher. And he was hurting me.
"Ow! Jason! Ow, OW! Stop it, you're hurting me!" I screeched.
"Oh stop it Emme, you love it," he growled and threw me onto the bed.
I cringed back into the present, into the seat I was sitting in, and screamed.
"Emily?! What the hell?!" I heard Ian's worried voice above my screaming. But I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop the flashbacks and I couldn't stop the screaming.
He swerved to the side of the road and stopped. I stayed curled up in a ball, sobbing on his seat.
"What's wrong, Emily? What happened?!" .. "Stop? Stop what?! Emily, talk to me!"
Stop..? What was he talking about? Then I realized, I was muttering "stop" over and over again.
I could see Ian try to reach out for me and then jerk back, remembering my cringe when he had helped me into the car. The next time I saw him try to reach over, I grabbed his arms and pulled myself onto his lap, and sobbed into chest. Again.
"It's okay, it's okay," he tried convincing me, over and over again. I felt his hand smoothing my hair back.

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December 20, 2010 6:04pm UTC

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I kept crying for what seemed like hours and I finally realized that this stranger boy probably didn't want to sit here while some psycho girl cried and got salty tear stains all over him.
He had his arm around my shoulders, so I pulled back and said, "Sorry."
"For what?" he wondered.
"For taking up your time, for making you sit here, for your shirt.." I said, pointing to the wet stains all over his shirt.
"Hey," he said softly, "don't worry about it. Really." We looked into each other's eyes for a few seconds before he said, "Come on. Let's get you home."
As we got up, I hesitated. "Uhm, I live in East New York."
His eyes bugged out of his head, "We're in Brooklyn Heights!"
"I know! I know! Sorry.." I said in a low voice.
"Good thing I've got a car," he said, smiling.
"Oh thank god." I said, relieved.
"We're just gonna have to walk a little while back to go get it. We would've been closer if you didn't take off on me!" I laughed.
He smiled, grabbed my hand, and we started walking. The silence was nice, but after a while my curiosity got the best of me.
I cleared my throat, I felt him look at me, but I kept my eyes on the ground.
"So, uhm, why were you crying earlier?"
"Oh. Uhm, my girlfriend. She broke up with me." he said, staring straight ahead, his voice cracking.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," I sympathized, squeezing his hand a little, "How long were you guys together?"
"Three years."
"Wow."
"What about you?"
I was confused, "What?"
"You got a boyfriend? Yeah I bet, girls like you, they always have boyfriends."
"Girls like me? Girls that are found walking home at 3 in the morning, with hardly any clothes on, in the freezing cold? Girls that take off when someone is concerned about her and then sobs in some strangers lap? Yeah, I'm a real catch."
"Jeez."
"What?!"
"That's the most you've said this whole time." I smiled.
"Hey, uhm, what's your name?"
"Wow, you think we would've gotten by the whole name thing a while back. I'm Anya, you?"
"Ian."
"Different name."
"Yours too." I said, and we smiled at each other.

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December 20, 2010 4:57pm UTC

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I just kept staring and I could see wet trails going down his face, like he had been crying. I wondered why, my face was a question mark. He noticed me staring.
"What?" he asked.
"Why were you crying?" I questioned, pointing to the wet stains on his face.
"That's not important right now, your situation seems a little more die, don't you think?" he said.
"Well, I think that depends on why you were crying," I retorted.
He just kept staring at him, different emotions playing in his eyes. Anger. Hurt. Then annoyance.
"Why don't you just tell me why you're through these streets, at," he looked at his watch, "3:37 in the morning, in the middle of winter with hardly any clothes on."
I was so caught up in our conversation that I had temporarily forgotten what had just happened to me, of course I couldn't forget it for long. I wouldn't ever forget it. I could feel him scrutinizing my face. I looked at him, then back down at my arm, then back at him. Then ran.
"Hey!" he called after me. "HEY! WAIT! STOP!"
I ran and ran for blocks, I was a pretty fast runner. The boy kept running and running after me, I could always hear his footsteps behind me, but I never looked back. Eventually when the footsteps weren't as loud as before I ran around a corner, stopped, leaned against the brick wall of the tall apartments, and slid down to the ground, crying.
I pulled my knees up to my chest and buried my face in my hands. I was bawling so loud and I was so wrapped up in my own misery I didn't hear the boy's footsteps again and I didn't even notice he had been standing in front of me. I only noticed he was there because he sat down next to me and put his arm around. I jumped a little but then looked up and realized it was him. He gave me look signally it was okay, so I put my head in his chest and began to bawl again.
A/N- stop? keep going..?
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December 19, 2010 9:26pm UTC

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Cold. Dark. Wet. All of which described my surroundings when I walked home through the city streets after it happened. Shivering, I still had blocks to go. No shoes, barely a shirt, I thought I would freeze to death. No one was out, all the lights in every house were off. It must have been the middle of night, good, I didn't want anyone to see me like this. That's when he walked out of the alley.
Now I know, when people walk out of an alley your first thought is to stay away, they're probably bad. But he was different. Dark-washed jeans, baby blue T-shirt, skater shoes, and chocolate brown hair. I thought he was going to walk right by, I was quiet and he seemed to be trying to find some hidden message in his shoes. Just when we walked by each other, he turned around. I kept walking.
"Hey!" he shouted. I kept walking.
"Are you okay?" he asked. I kept walking.
I thought he had giving up by now, but then I heard foot steps, and someone grab my arm.
"Hey," he said in a softer voice, "what happened to you?"
I just stared at him with wide eyes. He had pretty eyes, hazel. He stared straight back into my blue eyes, like he was trying to see through me. But I wasn't giving anything away.
A/N-good? bad? comments please! i wanna know if i should keep going.

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June 30, 2010 11:48pm UTC

When your world comes crashing down,
///// Picking up the pieces only makes you that much stronger.

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June 30, 2010 7:55pm UTC

&Maybe, JustMaybe
he might like you too♥

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