2nd chapter up. I personally think this chapter is slow in the beginning,
better at the end. Be nice please.
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The blaring sound of the tv filled the empty living room. Rikku sat on the couch, watching tv, and eating popcorn. ***Ding dong*** . . . . . the doorbell rang.
Rikku opened the door. There sitting on the ground, was a beautiful bouquet of white lillies. "What... is this?" Rikku asked herself. She smiled.
"Do I have a secret admirer?" Rikku yelled into the cold, night air. She laughed.
Rikku put the flowers on the kitchen counter and then she trimmed them and put them into a vase Lulu had given her as a present last christmas. ***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang.
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Rikku picked up the phone. "Hellooo...?" Rikku said.
"Someone's sounding cheerful today,"
"Oh hey... Yuna! What's up?"
"No! What's up with you?"
"Someone just left a beautiful bouquet of flowers on my doorstep! Also, when I got home, they left a red flower too! Oh my gosh, this is so exciting," Rikku said, almost jumping.
"Haha, well, lucky you. Tidus called me again."
"Oh, what did he say?"
"He says he got a new dvd player with surround sound and he wants me to come over to watch a movie with him tomorrow night."
"Oh! We're both so lucky! Tell me you said yes! Please tell me that."
"Yeah, I said yes." Yuna said, blushing.
"Ooooooooh! You two always made a perfect couple! Go for it! Give him a kiss for me too!"
"Haha, whatever! I really think that I -- oops, gosh! I just spilled juice all over the floor, talk to you tomorrow!" Yuna said. "Bye, goodluck with your mister secret admirer."
"Thanks, cyah!"
Rikku slammed the receiver down. She gleamed with happiness. She flowers looked so pretty on the table in Lulu's hopeful vase.
***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang.
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Again, Rikku picked the phone. "Hello? Yuna?"
"You like them don't you?" said a man's voice.
"Hello? Who is this? Like what?" Rikku asked puzzled.
"It's... me," he answered.
"Please, who is this? Are you the one who gave me those flowers?"
"Yes..."
"Oh! Who is this?"
"...you really want to know?"
"Yes..."
"Me, Wakka,"
"Really? Wakka?"
"Yes... I have to go now, bye," and with a click, the phone call ended. Why would Wakka send Rikku flowers? I guess after a week or so, he'd already moved on, pass Lulu. 'I guess it's a good sign...' Rikku said to herself. Was it really?
***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang.
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Rikku was getting annoyed. Why did she suddenly get so many phone calls? "Hellooooo...?"
"You're beautiful."
"Wakka?"
"You look good in your pajamas. Even better in the shower..."
"Who is this?!" Rikku said, starting to get scared.
"Don't be scared, you're shaking..."
"What?!" Rikku slammed the receiver down. What just happened?
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"About yesterday, I'm sorry I hung up on your. I just didn't know what to say to you," Wakka said to Rikku. They were at Yuna's trying out her new home-made brownies.
"These are delicious," said Tidus. "Really, mmmm... the best brownies I've ever tasted."
Yuna blushed. She wasn't used to so many compliments. She had just started baking a few weeks ago and her past baking experiences were terrible. "Really...? You really like them?" Yuna smiled.
"Mmmm... gotta love these brownies. Don't you guys agree?" Tidus said staring at Wakka and Rikku.
"Yes... Yum," They both said in unison.
"So, did you call me after that first call?" Rikku said, hoping it was Wakka.
"Ummm... no. Of course not, I was way too shy to do that," Wakka said looking at the ceiling.
"Oh... well... how silly of me to think that..." Rikku said.
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"Goodbye... I'll see you tomorrow," said Wakka. Then he gave Rikku a small peck on the cheek.
"Thanks for the ice cream!" Rikku yelled out as Wakka drove away. She loved every minute of this. Of course, she couldn't help but feel guilty for stealing her friend's 'former boyfriend', even if Lulu was dead.
It was a chilly night. Rikku slowly walked into her house wondering how Yuna was doing at Tidus's. Were they talking? Hopefully. Rikku knew Yuna was a bit more shy than herself. As she got nearer to the front door, she noticed, once again, a red flower was left on the door step. 'That's odd... Wakka never got out of his car...' Rikku said to herself.
This time, the red flower was accompanied by a a note. 'You're beautiful, but is what's inside of you beautiful?', It said. She flipped the small, square piece of paper around. 'We'll see', It said.
Panick ran through Rikku's body. Every inch of her was trembling with fear. Was it Wakka who had left this here? Rikku shook away all of the fear. She grabbed the flower off the floor and ran inside. Her hands trembled. She took the flower and threw it in the garbage. She watched as the delicate petals fall off, one by one. After that, she took the tiny note. She read it over. She looked at each letter carefully, every little detail. She closed her eyes and took her lighter out. Carefully, she burned the note. She watched every speck of ash fall on the table.
***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang
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Rikku watched the phone. 'Should I pick it up?' she thought to herself. She knew if she didn't pick up the phone, she would spend the rest of her life wondering who it was on the other end. But, the fear that was building up inside of her pulled her away. Away from the alarming ring of the telephone. Slowly, Rikku walked towards the phone. 'Wait, this is stupid.' Rikku thought. 'How silly am I?'
Rikku picked up the reciever. "Yes? Hello? This is Rikku speaking," she said, hiding the fear.
"That wasn't very nice of you," he said. "That was a perfectly beautiful flower."
"Who the fuck is this?" Rikku screamed out into the phone. "I'm going to phone 911 if you don't stop calling me!" Cold sweat dripped off her brow.
"Oh, where did that come from? I didn't know such a beautiful, young lady would have such bad manners," he said. He clearly wasn't afraid of Rikku.
"Look, leave me the fuck alone you asshole," Rikku said as tears poured out of her eyes.
"Baby, don't cry, your make-up's all ruined,"
"Who are you?!"
"Someone you won't like," he said, then he hung up.
Rikku sat on the floor crying her eyes out. Her swollen, red, eyes had anger in them. Who was this guy? What did he want? Rikku got up off the floor, showing her courage. She walked around the whole house, securing each door and window. She didn't feel safe.
Suddenly, a loud crash came from the kitchen. Rikku screamed. She screamed as loud as she possibly could. But, no matter how loud she screamed, she couldn't hear herself. She couldn't see anything. Or feel anything. It was if like all of her senses were gone. Using every ounce of strength and courage, she scrambled into the kitchen. The vase. Lulu's vase, was shattered on the floor. Each piece of glass seemed to say something. What she saw next shocked her. She could feel her heart, beating faster and faster. So fast it seemed to stop. There on the counter, sitting still, looking beautiful, was a red flower. The petals looked so soft and delicate. The color pierced her eyes. Red, blood red. Rikku stood there, tightly grabbing onto her strength. But, it slipped away. She cried.
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Thats the end of chapter 2. I'm not very good at writing horror stories. Chapter 3 up, sometime in September!
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The blaring sound of the tv filled the empty living room. Rikku sat on the couch, watching tv, and eating popcorn. ***Ding dong*** . . . . . the doorbell rang.
Rikku opened the door. There sitting on the ground, was a beautiful bouquet of white lillies. "What... is this?" Rikku asked herself. She smiled.
"Do I have a secret admirer?" Rikku yelled into the cold, night air. She laughed.
Rikku put the flowers on the kitchen counter and then she trimmed them and put them into a vase Lulu had given her as a present last christmas. ***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang.
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Rikku picked up the phone. "Hellooo...?" Rikku said.
"Someone's sounding cheerful today,"
"Oh hey... Yuna! What's up?"
"No! What's up with you?"
"Someone just left a beautiful bouquet of flowers on my doorstep! Also, when I got home, they left a red flower too! Oh my gosh, this is so exciting," Rikku said, almost jumping.
"Haha, well, lucky you. Tidus called me again."
"Oh, what did he say?"
"He says he got a new dvd player with surround sound and he wants me to come over to watch a movie with him tomorrow night."
"Oh! We're both so lucky! Tell me you said yes! Please tell me that."
"Yeah, I said yes." Yuna said, blushing.
"Ooooooooh! You two always made a perfect couple! Go for it! Give him a kiss for me too!"
"Haha, whatever! I really think that I -- oops, gosh! I just spilled juice all over the floor, talk to you tomorrow!" Yuna said. "Bye, goodluck with your mister secret admirer."
"Thanks, cyah!"
Rikku slammed the receiver down. She gleamed with happiness. She flowers looked so pretty on the table in Lulu's hopeful vase.
***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang.
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Again, Rikku picked the phone. "Hello? Yuna?"
"You like them don't you?" said a man's voice.
"Hello? Who is this? Like what?" Rikku asked puzzled.
"It's... me," he answered.
"Please, who is this? Are you the one who gave me those flowers?"
"Yes..."
"Oh! Who is this?"
"...you really want to know?"
"Yes..."
"Me, Wakka,"
"Really? Wakka?"
"Yes... I have to go now, bye," and with a click, the phone call ended. Why would Wakka send Rikku flowers? I guess after a week or so, he'd already moved on, pass Lulu. 'I guess it's a good sign...' Rikku said to herself. Was it really?
***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang.
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Rikku was getting annoyed. Why did she suddenly get so many phone calls? "Hellooooo...?"
"You're beautiful."
"Wakka?"
"You look good in your pajamas. Even better in the shower..."
"Who is this?!" Rikku said, starting to get scared.
"Don't be scared, you're shaking..."
"What?!" Rikku slammed the receiver down. What just happened?
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"About yesterday, I'm sorry I hung up on your. I just didn't know what to say to you," Wakka said to Rikku. They were at Yuna's trying out her new home-made brownies.
"These are delicious," said Tidus. "Really, mmmm... the best brownies I've ever tasted."
Yuna blushed. She wasn't used to so many compliments. She had just started baking a few weeks ago and her past baking experiences were terrible. "Really...? You really like them?" Yuna smiled.
"Mmmm... gotta love these brownies. Don't you guys agree?" Tidus said staring at Wakka and Rikku.
"Yes... Yum," They both said in unison.
"So, did you call me after that first call?" Rikku said, hoping it was Wakka.
"Ummm... no. Of course not, I was way too shy to do that," Wakka said looking at the ceiling.
"Oh... well... how silly of me to think that..." Rikku said.
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"Goodbye... I'll see you tomorrow," said Wakka. Then he gave Rikku a small peck on the cheek.
"Thanks for the ice cream!" Rikku yelled out as Wakka drove away. She loved every minute of this. Of course, she couldn't help but feel guilty for stealing her friend's 'former boyfriend', even if Lulu was dead.
It was a chilly night. Rikku slowly walked into her house wondering how Yuna was doing at Tidus's. Were they talking? Hopefully. Rikku knew Yuna was a bit more shy than herself. As she got nearer to the front door, she noticed, once again, a red flower was left on the door step. 'That's odd... Wakka never got out of his car...' Rikku said to herself.
This time, the red flower was accompanied by a a note. 'You're beautiful, but is what's inside of you beautiful?', It said. She flipped the small, square piece of paper around. 'We'll see', It said.
Panick ran through Rikku's body. Every inch of her was trembling with fear. Was it Wakka who had left this here? Rikku shook away all of the fear. She grabbed the flower off the floor and ran inside. Her hands trembled. She took the flower and threw it in the garbage. She watched as the delicate petals fall off, one by one. After that, she took the tiny note. She read it over. She looked at each letter carefully, every little detail. She closed her eyes and took her lighter out. Carefully, she burned the note. She watched every speck of ash fall on the table.
***Ring*** . . . . . the phone rang
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Rikku watched the phone. 'Should I pick it up?' she thought to herself. She knew if she didn't pick up the phone, she would spend the rest of her life wondering who it was on the other end. But, the fear that was building up inside of her pulled her away. Away from the alarming ring of the telephone. Slowly, Rikku walked towards the phone. 'Wait, this is stupid.' Rikku thought. 'How silly am I?'
Rikku picked up the reciever. "Yes? Hello? This is Rikku speaking," she said, hiding the fear.
"That wasn't very nice of you," he said. "That was a perfectly beautiful flower."
"Who the fuck is this?" Rikku screamed out into the phone. "I'm going to phone 911 if you don't stop calling me!" Cold sweat dripped off her brow.
"Oh, where did that come from? I didn't know such a beautiful, young lady would have such bad manners," he said. He clearly wasn't afraid of Rikku.
"Look, leave me the fuck alone you asshole," Rikku said as tears poured out of her eyes.
"Baby, don't cry, your make-up's all ruined,"
"Who are you?!"
"Someone you won't like," he said, then he hung up.
Rikku sat on the floor crying her eyes out. Her swollen, red, eyes had anger in them. Who was this guy? What did he want? Rikku got up off the floor, showing her courage. She walked around the whole house, securing each door and window. She didn't feel safe.
Suddenly, a loud crash came from the kitchen. Rikku screamed. She screamed as loud as she possibly could. But, no matter how loud she screamed, she couldn't hear herself. She couldn't see anything. Or feel anything. It was if like all of her senses were gone. Using every ounce of strength and courage, she scrambled into the kitchen. The vase. Lulu's vase, was shattered on the floor. Each piece of glass seemed to say something. What she saw next shocked her. She could feel her heart, beating faster and faster. So fast it seemed to stop. There on the counter, sitting still, looking beautiful, was a red flower. The petals looked so soft and delicate. The color pierced her eyes. Red, blood red. Rikku stood there, tightly grabbing onto her strength. But, it slipped away. She cried.
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Thats the end of chapter 2. I'm not very good at writing horror stories. Chapter 3 up, sometime in September!