I'm sure that this is on the short side, but it's from Cole's POV so there
wasn't much to say.... Besides, it's not like I don't update every day!
Part 4 of
Virtual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Cole skimmed the e-mails until he came acrosss one from Phoebe1329. He eagerly opened it up and started reading it. He smiled at a few things and read the questions that she had sent to him. He frowned, not knowing how he was going to answer. But then when he read the last three lines of her letter, he smiled. He liked the idea of getting to know her and her secrets. He liked being trusted without ever having to earn it or prove that he is trustworthy. He completely forgot about who he really was...
He started typing his response.
To: Phoebe1329@two2.net
From: Cole114@daw.net
Subject: Insert interesting/witty/sarcastic comment here
Dear Phoebe1329,
I was happy to have heard from you. I guess that since you answered my questions that I shoulder answer yours...
My family.... Dad died when I was two and my mom raised me. No brothers, no sisters... Mom died. New topic, please.
Friends. Friendship is like pain, explaining it would be impossible. Friendship is an invitation for pain. Not to mention you can't always trust the person you asume to be friends with. I guess that I am just a loner. I like it better that way.... I think it suits me alot better then being one of the gang or whatever. And before you ask, no, I don't have a girlfriend. Don't ask me why, I just don't.
Moving on... My job is just like my co-workers. Dull and boring.... You said you were a student. What are you going to school for? Enjoyment or perhaps as a way to avoid helping with the bills in the house that you share with your older sisters. Does that ever bother you? Being the youngest and the most likely to.... screw-up? Or at least in your sisters eyes.
I am just guessing that you want a much happier subject. I think that I should apologize for being so rude. Your questions just put me into this really weird mood and so.... Yeah. Maybe I should write later when I am not in this mood. Talk to you later?
From,
Cole114 (Like the from feild says)
He clicked the send button and logged off. He hoped that she didn't think that he was such a big jerk, but could care less if she did. After all, he was a demon and he, by nature, wasn't suppose to have friends. It wasn't a big deal if she and him were to never talk again.... Or at least that was how he thought he felt.
~*~*~*~
Phoebe wolk up to the annoying sound of her alarm clock. She had class soon, and she needed to be ready in, like, fifteen minutes. She heard a dinger come from her laptop and she stopped for just a second. She wanted to know who is was from and after the last letter that she had gotten from him, she was certain that he would e-mail her again asking for forgivness. She stared at the screen for only about twenty seconds before she remembered what she was doing. She called down the hallway for an awake sister and then was on her way to class. She ran back upstairs and grabbed her computer, deciding that she would take the bus that day.
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Part 4 of
Virtual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Cole skimmed the e-mails until he came acrosss one from Phoebe1329. He eagerly opened it up and started reading it. He smiled at a few things and read the questions that she had sent to him. He frowned, not knowing how he was going to answer. But then when he read the last three lines of her letter, he smiled. He liked the idea of getting to know her and her secrets. He liked being trusted without ever having to earn it or prove that he is trustworthy. He completely forgot about who he really was...
He started typing his response.
To: Phoebe1329@two2.net
From: Cole114@daw.net
Subject: Insert interesting/witty/sarcastic comment here
Dear Phoebe1329,
I was happy to have heard from you. I guess that since you answered my questions that I shoulder answer yours...
My family.... Dad died when I was two and my mom raised me. No brothers, no sisters... Mom died. New topic, please.
Friends. Friendship is like pain, explaining it would be impossible. Friendship is an invitation for pain. Not to mention you can't always trust the person you asume to be friends with. I guess that I am just a loner. I like it better that way.... I think it suits me alot better then being one of the gang or whatever. And before you ask, no, I don't have a girlfriend. Don't ask me why, I just don't.
Moving on... My job is just like my co-workers. Dull and boring.... You said you were a student. What are you going to school for? Enjoyment or perhaps as a way to avoid helping with the bills in the house that you share with your older sisters. Does that ever bother you? Being the youngest and the most likely to.... screw-up? Or at least in your sisters eyes.
I am just guessing that you want a much happier subject. I think that I should apologize for being so rude. Your questions just put me into this really weird mood and so.... Yeah. Maybe I should write later when I am not in this mood. Talk to you later?
From,
Cole114 (Like the from feild says)
He clicked the send button and logged off. He hoped that she didn't think that he was such a big jerk, but could care less if she did. After all, he was a demon and he, by nature, wasn't suppose to have friends. It wasn't a big deal if she and him were to never talk again.... Or at least that was how he thought he felt.
~*~*~*~
Phoebe wolk up to the annoying sound of her alarm clock. She had class soon, and she needed to be ready in, like, fifteen minutes. She heard a dinger come from her laptop and she stopped for just a second. She wanted to know who is was from and after the last letter that she had gotten from him, she was certain that he would e-mail her again asking for forgivness. She stared at the screen for only about twenty seconds before she remembered what she was doing. She called down the hallway for an awake sister and then was on her way to class. She ran back upstairs and grabbed her computer, deciding that she would take the bus that day.
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