Random Emo Love Stories 1)
Thamien
You sat in the boring science room, staring at the clock that seemed to be getting slower and slower. You looked down at your sketch book and saw your doodle of a girl crying over her dead boyfriend who was right in front of her bleeding all over the floor. You flashed back to reality when your teacher slammed the text book on his desk, getting yours and the class' attention.
"Alright, class, we have new student here today. Now, I'm sure you'll all welcome him with open arms." Your eyes moved from your science teach to see a guy with black and red hair, a black hoodie, black converse, and tight black skinny jeans. Though you couldn't see his eyes, you got the strange feeling he was staring at you. When he caught you looking at him, his stare transferred from you to the floor. Of course, his seat was right next to yours. You two didn't make any eye contact.
After class, it was now lunch. Your stomach was eating itself, "Would I die if I had my stomach removed?" You sarcastically asked yourself. You turned the corner to see that the new guy was being yelled at by two of the school jocks.
"Hey, new Emo kid, what cha' got in that bag of yours?" One of them teased as he grabbed the messenger bag from the boy.
"H-hey give that back!" The boy said as he pulled the bag back. The small fight of tug-of-war caused the bag to have a large rip in it. Everything in the bag had a greeting with the blue and yellow tiled floor. The second jock picked up the black painted notebook that was piled with the rest of the books on the ground and began reading aloud a poem in a mocking voice.
"She's so beautiful in every way. For her to be perfect she would stay the same. Could she be it? The one for me? The one who fits me perfectly? I wouldn't believe it if she was. I'm not good enough for her." The jock laughed. "What the heck is this crap? Your little sappy love notes?"
The boy stopped and looked to the ground with blush flushed across his face, the color of his highlights. "Hey! Give that back to him and leave him alone!" You shouted from half way down the hall.
"Whatever, we have better things to do than waste our time with some emo fag." They left, throwing his notebook into his face.
"Hey… are you okay?" You asked. He nodded. Helping him pick up his things you say, "That was a really nice poem. Did you really write that?" He nodded once more. The blush on his pale face didn't fade but it deepened every time you spoke. "So…uh… my name's _. What's yours?"
He looked up, slightly flipping his hair to the side, reveling that her had dark green eyes. "It's… Thamien." Like Damien, but with a 'th' instead of a 'D'.
"If you don't mind me asking, Thamien, who was that poem about? Your girlfriend?" You asked forgetting that you were hungry mere minutes ago. He shook his head 'no'.
"I wish she was because it's about…" He paused and started to walk away. You stopped him by pulling on the sleeve of his hoodie. The force of the jerk, that the pull caused, made his words come out. "…you."
"Me?" You let go and hugged him tightly. He was still for a few moments. He then hugged you even more tightly than you did him.
A few years later, the year of your senior year, Thamien and you were already dating and he had plans of you taking his last name. He had asked you on a 'special' date for that Saturday to propose. When he came to pick you up, he was wearing his 'Escape the Fate' t-shirt and you were wearing your favorite 'Black Veil Brides' t-shirt (A/N: yayz, I loves them xD) You and Thamien were walking down the road when a strange black van pulled over and the people inside the van blind folded you both and pulled you in. When the two of you could see again, you were in a white room. The two of you were tortured to nearly the point of insanity. Thamien had been tied to a bar on the floor. You sat there crying, worrying of what would happen next. It seemed that every time Thamien's heart would beat, he'd wince in pain. You heard from the speakers, which told you what would happen next in the 'game'.
"There is a key that will let you out of this room. You can live your life again, or die in here. The key is wedged into your boyfriend's heart. The only way to leave this room would be for you to kill him." Your eyes grew huge as did Thamien's.
"Listen, _, it's okay, save yourself from this place. You heard that voice, if you don't do this you'll die in here. So… just make it fast and remember that I love you." He said between quickened breaths as his pained heart grew faster.
"I can't! Are you crazy? I'd rather die here with you!" You held him tightly to you as you also kissed him multiple times. Thamien held up the knife and placed it in your hand. "No, no, no, no…" Soon you were just mouthing the word. He started to cry too.
"I wanted you to marry me." You gasped. "But I'm sure that you'll meet a better guy than me, get married to them, and have lots of kids." His sad smile made you cry more. There was a clock on the wall of the white room and the time to leave was running out to only 45 seconds left. "Now just do it and leave this hell!" He yelled. The knife was shaken by your trembling hand. The clock said 4 seconds left when you threw the knife across the room and simply embraced the man you loved. "Oh why? Why did you do that, _?"
"I don't want to marry anyone else nor have kids with anyone else besides you! I love you." You said as he told you he loved you again. You used you last few seconds together kissing and being in each other's arms. Three weeks later your bodies were found dead and the police are still working to find out what had happen that Saturday afternoon.