A/N: hello everyone. I have come to the conclusion that I'm losing my touch
with all these horror, so I'm giving up on them. Not forever, but I don't
want to write them anymore. You know, take a break. I hope you understand.
What I Should Have Done (But Didn't Do) --Part 2
By Birdie
I waited and waited for Meiran to come back. I sat on the couch for hours on end, but no word from her. It was scary, wondering what happened to her.
I picked up the phone again and dialled Treize's number for the 5th time that morning. Finally, I got through.
"Hello?" came the voice on the other side of the line. It was Treize himself.
"Treize!" I cried desperately. "Where's Meiran!!"
"What...?" he asked in surprise. "Meiran...?"
"Don't screw with me!!!" I shouted down the receiver. "When did she leave last night?!"
There was a thoughtful hush on the other side. Treize yawned and said "She didn't come."
"WHAT?!"
"She didn't come to the party at all," he explained. "I actually looked for her in the crowd, but she wasn't there. She never was. Never came."
Slowly, I put the phone down. So...Meiran never went. So, where could she be? My mind was blank, and in fear I couldn't think of anything. I wish I had stopped her, but I didn't. Gods, I'm such an idiot.
~*~
I phoned Quatre, Trowa, Heero, Duo and Zechs, but none of them knew where she was. I called Meiran's family, but she wasn't there either. I also contacted the police, and they said they'd look for her.
So, I stayed home, and waited. Suddenly, the phone rang. In a flash, I picked it up. It was the police.
"We've found her," they said. I kept silent. "But..." they muttered. My heart skipped a beat. "But she's dead."
My mouth went all dry, and I wanted to shout something but nothing could come out. My mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, but still there was no sound.
"It looks like a bottle of alcohol was smashed over her head," they said. "We have no suspects. I'm sorry."
I let the phone drop out of my hand. I couldn't believe this would happen, who would do such a thing? I didn't understand.
The phone rang again. It was Sally, and she heard all about it from the police too. She told me to meet her at the bus station on Mill Road, and we'd go to her house. Having nothing better to do, I agreed.
~*~
Walking down Mill Road seemed strange. I couldn't help thinking about Meiran, and of the times we spent walking down this road. It almost sickens me that I only think about her properly now that she's dead. It's so stupid...
"What's wrong, you seem sad?" came the low, gruff voice.
I turned to my left. "Hi." I muttered to Bill and Derrick.
"You seem upset." He said, taking a gulp of his whiskey.
I shrugged, not really wanting to tell him about Meiran. He wouldn't care anyway. Suddenly, he made a hand action, the one where you rub you thumb over your two fingers. I realised.
"What? You want some change?" I asked. Typical...
"Wufei!!" I turned and saw Sally on the other side, waving at me.
I turned and walked over to Sally. "Maybe later," I said to Bill. "I need to meet my friend."
Bill didn't reply, and I just walked off.
~*~
I didn't go back to Mill Road that night, as I was staying over at Sally's house. As I sat in her living-room, I could help but think about Bill. I realised I should have just threw him a few coins right then.
"Wufei," Sally walked over. "Do you need to get anything from your house?" she asked.
I thought for a moment. "Yeah, can you get me a new set of clothes." I handed her my keys.
She nodded. "Sure," and walked out.
I sighed, and looked around for something to do. After five minutes of looking around, I decided to watch a little TV. So, I switched the TV on, and realised a film was starting. I watched the film, from beginning to end.
It occurred to me, when the film ended, that Sally still hasn't come back. I frowned, and checked my watch. It was eleven at night, and she left at around eight o'clock. I thought of all the possible explanations, but nothing really fitted.
Traffic jams never took this long, she couldn't have got lost because he knows where I live, she would never stop for a chat when she was on an errand and she certainly wouldn't have got mugged, because she didn't have any valuables in sight.
/Sally/ I thought. /Why are you taking so long?/
I picked up the phone and dialled Noin's number. There was a long pause, before someone finally picked up the phone.
"Hello?" it was Noin herself.
"What took you so long, woman!?" I asked, my voice dripping with annoyance.
"I was doing something with Zechs," she muttered. "Is there anything wrong, Wufei?"
I took no hesitation in explaining. "Sally's gone to get something from my house, and she hasn't come back in three hours. I think something's happened to her."
"Shit!" I heard Noin mutter quietly down the phone. "I'll be right over," she said, her voice in it's normal pitch. "And then we'll look for her."
I nodded to myself, and to her (though she wouldn't see that). "Okay, fine." I muttered, putting down the phone. I exhaled, and tried to do a little meditation to calm myself down. Gods, this was scary; I looked down at my hands, they were shaking a little, uncontrollably. I leaned back on the couch, and waited for Noin.
~*~
In about twenty minutes, the Lieutenant arrived. We first called everyone possible, but no one knew where Sally was.
"What now?" I asked. I wasn't in the mood for decision-making right now. It was very unlike me.
Noin thought for a moment. Suddenly, she snapped her fingers together; she had a plan. "We search." she answered triumphantly.
So, we put on our jackets and searched for Sally. It was almost midnight, and the streets were cold and dark. Very unpleasant.
"Maybe we should go to your house." Noin suggested, rubbing her hands together to warm them up.
I nodded. "Sure." And was walked down Mill Road together.
To my surprise, Bill was still up at this time of the night. He sat on the pavement, his arms around Derrick, and he waved to me. "Hey!" he called. "What are you doing so late at night?"
I turned to Bill. I suddenly thought of something. "Hey Bill," I said, walking over. "You know that blonde girl who was with me this afternoon?"
He thought. "Yeah, what about her?" it then that I realised his mouth stank of whiskey and some other disgusting liquor. It was disgusting.
"Have you seen her between then and now?" I asked, trying not to cringe from the smell.
He shook his head. "Nope, she didn't come through here."
I thought about this. "Oh, okay..." I muttered.
Noin frowned at me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me away. "Don't go talking to drunks," Noin told me sternly. "You never know what they're up to. Dangerous bunch." Noin cast Bill a glare, and dragged me away.
After we past a few shops and houses, she asked me "Why were you talking to that guy anyway?"
I tore Noin's hand off my arm. "This way's to my house," I told her. "Sally must have passed this way, so I thought Bill would have seen something."
"But he said he didn't!" Noin was almost shouting. Suddenly, she stopped dead in the middle of the cold, dark pavement. "That can't be right..." she muttered.
I stopped too, turning to Noin. "What can't?" I asked.
Noin thought for a moment. "Sally must have passed this way because she was going to your house, and nothing could have happened in between because this road is the only place between your houses..." she sighed. "I'm going back for some answers." She turned and was about to walk back.
"What about me?" I cried, pointing to myself.
"You have a spare key, don't you?" she asked, turning her head around to face me.
I dug into my pocket, and found a spare key. I always keep a spare, just in case. I nodded to Noin. She smiled. "Good. When I finished, I'll go and find you." With that, she walked off.
I sighed, and walked back to my house.
~*~
Nothing was even remotely different about my house. I even checked my wardrobe, and found that nothing was missing. This led to the conclusion Sally never made it to my house at all.
I looked around. I had also come to the conclusion that Noin hadn't come either. What's taking her so long? Was Bill that hard to crack?
"Stupid women..." I muttered angrily, slamming the door shut as I walked back. I intended to get back to Sally's house (I have one of her keys, she gave it before she left), and maybe, on the way, I'll find Noin.
I walked back slowly down Mill Road. The shops were all closed, and there was hardly any people. It was far too dark and far too quiet. Suddenly, I heard a low groan.
For some reason, I stopped. I hardly ever stop to these things. But that voice was familiar......
"Somebody...please...help me..." came that voice again.
I realised. IT WAS NOIN. I rushed to the direction of the noise, and I found, in a dark and wet alleyway, Noin had collapsed on the floor.
"Noin!" I cried, kneeling down in front of her. I checked her forehead, it was bleeding. Something had hit her over the skull. There were pieces of glass on the floor, and her leg was bleeding too. And her chest. And her arm.
"What happened?" I asked. I was in both a state of shock and in a state of fear.
"Some bloody dog..." she muttered thickly. "Started to bite me...that bitch......"
"Stay here, I'll get help!" I said quickly. I got up and ran to the nearest payphone. I dialled the emergency number and called an ambulance straight away. I couldn't believe how badly my hands were shaking.........
~*~
Noin was submitted to the emergency ward in the local hospital. The doctors said that if I didn't find her so soon, she might have died of blood-loss. They also said they were surprised Noin didn't catch rabies, because a normal dog would not bite like that.
As I sat by Noin's bedside, watching her sleeping, I felt extremely angry. Noin looked so pale, fragile and weak. I felt disgusted with myself not being there for her. I sighed, getting up. I decided I might as well go to Sally's place and check if she was home or something.
I walked down Mill Road, which was on the way. Maybe it was my imagination, but the air seemed colder and the ground seemed harder. But I really didn't care. I felt like kicking something, like a lamp-post or a pigeon or a hobo. Anything. I felt like I needed to get the negative energy all out.
Gods, my friend has been bitten by a dog, my best friend as been missing and my wife got her head smashed by a bottle. CAN THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE???
Suddenly, I passed Bill. He looked at me with staring grey eyes. "Umm..." he began.
"I don't want to give you any money!!!" I shouted. I shouldn't have shouted, but I was so pissed I couldn't control myself.
"Please," he begged. "I need that money!!" he held up an empty whisky bottle. "Look! I'm driven to sucking an empty bottle!! Please!!!"
"NO IS NO!!" I shouted, turning and walking away.
Behind me, I heard Derrick growl menacingly. But I didn't care. I pulled myself to Sally's house. But she wasn't there, like before. Nothing was missing, or replaced. It was completely unchanged.
Oh *perfect* .........
I called the hospital to see if Noin had woken up or something. They checked, and told me that she was still sleeping. I sighed, and told them to tell me when she has woken. The girl at the reception agreed, and I hang up swiftly.
I curled up small on the couch, and fell asleep for the first time in a long time. I felt so alone, so worried and so scared.
I slept for a long, long time, and I would have carried on sleeping if the hospital didn't call me. They told me Noin was waking up, so by the time I got there, she should be awake.
I grabbed my coat and ran to the hospital. As I stepped outside, I noticed it was raining. The air was even colder than in the daytime, and my breath left puffs of white. Icy rain fell on my face, and the night was so dark I could hardly see anything. I felt really depressed.
I walked down Mill Road. The damned lamp-posts have stopped working, so that road was darker than ever. I hugged myself for a little warmth. There was no one else on the road, and very little cars passed me. I tread through the puddles of rainwater, wetting my shoes.
Suddenly, I heard someone behind me. They were walking very slowly, and walking very heavily. I turned around, and it was just a shadowed structure. That person's features were unseen. But I knew it was a man.
I frowned, and carried on walking. I heard the person come closer, closer. I couldn't help shudder. He was getting so close I could almost feel his coat on my back. I squeezed my eyes shut, and felt my body tense up.
"What do you want?" I asked, not daring to look behind me.
There was no answer. Slowly, I turned around, scared what I will see. This was like a horror film or something. I opened my eyes, and found myself facing the open road.
I blinked. There was no one. I realised that I was breathing heavily, my breath showing through the cold air. I could feel my heart-beat in my throat and my hands were shaking in my pockets. I still couldn't believe there was no one. The man was gone.
I sighed, closing my eyes. I calmed myself down, and also listened for any suspicious noised. But there was nothing. It was all silent, except for my heavy breathing.
Suddenly, something bit me on the leg. I screamed. I felt fangs-like canines sink into my flesh, and it hurt so much. I kicked the "thing" off me and looked at it.
It was a big dog, and it was growling angrily at me. It bared it's yellow teeth, but the bits yellow were gone. All that was on those teeth was blood. My blood.
I was so shocked I didn't even feel the pain in my lower-leg. I took a step backwards, edging away from the mad-dog. I took another step, and it followed me, taking a step forward.
Suddenly, I crashed into the chest of a person behind me. I took a deep breath and turned around.
"Sorry, I..." I stopped, looking up to the person. It was that dark man who "disappeared".
He grinned at me, showing me disgustingly unhealthy teeth. "Hello, boy." He grinned. His breath reeked of whiskey; he was obviously drunk.
I narrowed my eyes, trying to put him in focus. "......Bill......?" I whispered. It was a shot in the dark, but his features were very similar.
His grin widened. All of a suddenly, felt a bottle smash over my head. It was a glass-bottle, and it was hit right on the front of my skull.
My vision went black instantly, and as I fell unconscious before I even hit the cold, hard pavement.
The End
A/N: hello everyone, Birdie here. You're probably all sick of me by now. I hope this story was better than those 2 before.
Hello PrincessCat! Thanks for your review! I should have waited for more people (if there will be more people), but I wanted to post this up ASAP. Well, review if you want.
Hey, has school started or something? If so, please tell me, and which country you're in. I haven't started school yet *does happy dance* , and I wanna see who has. Thanks!
What I Should Have Done (But Didn't Do) --Part 2
By Birdie
I waited and waited for Meiran to come back. I sat on the couch for hours on end, but no word from her. It was scary, wondering what happened to her.
I picked up the phone again and dialled Treize's number for the 5th time that morning. Finally, I got through.
"Hello?" came the voice on the other side of the line. It was Treize himself.
"Treize!" I cried desperately. "Where's Meiran!!"
"What...?" he asked in surprise. "Meiran...?"
"Don't screw with me!!!" I shouted down the receiver. "When did she leave last night?!"
There was a thoughtful hush on the other side. Treize yawned and said "She didn't come."
"WHAT?!"
"She didn't come to the party at all," he explained. "I actually looked for her in the crowd, but she wasn't there. She never was. Never came."
Slowly, I put the phone down. So...Meiran never went. So, where could she be? My mind was blank, and in fear I couldn't think of anything. I wish I had stopped her, but I didn't. Gods, I'm such an idiot.
~*~
I phoned Quatre, Trowa, Heero, Duo and Zechs, but none of them knew where she was. I called Meiran's family, but she wasn't there either. I also contacted the police, and they said they'd look for her.
So, I stayed home, and waited. Suddenly, the phone rang. In a flash, I picked it up. It was the police.
"We've found her," they said. I kept silent. "But..." they muttered. My heart skipped a beat. "But she's dead."
My mouth went all dry, and I wanted to shout something but nothing could come out. My mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, but still there was no sound.
"It looks like a bottle of alcohol was smashed over her head," they said. "We have no suspects. I'm sorry."
I let the phone drop out of my hand. I couldn't believe this would happen, who would do such a thing? I didn't understand.
The phone rang again. It was Sally, and she heard all about it from the police too. She told me to meet her at the bus station on Mill Road, and we'd go to her house. Having nothing better to do, I agreed.
~*~
Walking down Mill Road seemed strange. I couldn't help thinking about Meiran, and of the times we spent walking down this road. It almost sickens me that I only think about her properly now that she's dead. It's so stupid...
"What's wrong, you seem sad?" came the low, gruff voice.
I turned to my left. "Hi." I muttered to Bill and Derrick.
"You seem upset." He said, taking a gulp of his whiskey.
I shrugged, not really wanting to tell him about Meiran. He wouldn't care anyway. Suddenly, he made a hand action, the one where you rub you thumb over your two fingers. I realised.
"What? You want some change?" I asked. Typical...
"Wufei!!" I turned and saw Sally on the other side, waving at me.
I turned and walked over to Sally. "Maybe later," I said to Bill. "I need to meet my friend."
Bill didn't reply, and I just walked off.
~*~
I didn't go back to Mill Road that night, as I was staying over at Sally's house. As I sat in her living-room, I could help but think about Bill. I realised I should have just threw him a few coins right then.
"Wufei," Sally walked over. "Do you need to get anything from your house?" she asked.
I thought for a moment. "Yeah, can you get me a new set of clothes." I handed her my keys.
She nodded. "Sure," and walked out.
I sighed, and looked around for something to do. After five minutes of looking around, I decided to watch a little TV. So, I switched the TV on, and realised a film was starting. I watched the film, from beginning to end.
It occurred to me, when the film ended, that Sally still hasn't come back. I frowned, and checked my watch. It was eleven at night, and she left at around eight o'clock. I thought of all the possible explanations, but nothing really fitted.
Traffic jams never took this long, she couldn't have got lost because he knows where I live, she would never stop for a chat when she was on an errand and she certainly wouldn't have got mugged, because she didn't have any valuables in sight.
/Sally/ I thought. /Why are you taking so long?/
I picked up the phone and dialled Noin's number. There was a long pause, before someone finally picked up the phone.
"Hello?" it was Noin herself.
"What took you so long, woman!?" I asked, my voice dripping with annoyance.
"I was doing something with Zechs," she muttered. "Is there anything wrong, Wufei?"
I took no hesitation in explaining. "Sally's gone to get something from my house, and she hasn't come back in three hours. I think something's happened to her."
"Shit!" I heard Noin mutter quietly down the phone. "I'll be right over," she said, her voice in it's normal pitch. "And then we'll look for her."
I nodded to myself, and to her (though she wouldn't see that). "Okay, fine." I muttered, putting down the phone. I exhaled, and tried to do a little meditation to calm myself down. Gods, this was scary; I looked down at my hands, they were shaking a little, uncontrollably. I leaned back on the couch, and waited for Noin.
~*~
In about twenty minutes, the Lieutenant arrived. We first called everyone possible, but no one knew where Sally was.
"What now?" I asked. I wasn't in the mood for decision-making right now. It was very unlike me.
Noin thought for a moment. Suddenly, she snapped her fingers together; she had a plan. "We search." she answered triumphantly.
So, we put on our jackets and searched for Sally. It was almost midnight, and the streets were cold and dark. Very unpleasant.
"Maybe we should go to your house." Noin suggested, rubbing her hands together to warm them up.
I nodded. "Sure." And was walked down Mill Road together.
To my surprise, Bill was still up at this time of the night. He sat on the pavement, his arms around Derrick, and he waved to me. "Hey!" he called. "What are you doing so late at night?"
I turned to Bill. I suddenly thought of something. "Hey Bill," I said, walking over. "You know that blonde girl who was with me this afternoon?"
He thought. "Yeah, what about her?" it then that I realised his mouth stank of whiskey and some other disgusting liquor. It was disgusting.
"Have you seen her between then and now?" I asked, trying not to cringe from the smell.
He shook his head. "Nope, she didn't come through here."
I thought about this. "Oh, okay..." I muttered.
Noin frowned at me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me away. "Don't go talking to drunks," Noin told me sternly. "You never know what they're up to. Dangerous bunch." Noin cast Bill a glare, and dragged me away.
After we past a few shops and houses, she asked me "Why were you talking to that guy anyway?"
I tore Noin's hand off my arm. "This way's to my house," I told her. "Sally must have passed this way, so I thought Bill would have seen something."
"But he said he didn't!" Noin was almost shouting. Suddenly, she stopped dead in the middle of the cold, dark pavement. "That can't be right..." she muttered.
I stopped too, turning to Noin. "What can't?" I asked.
Noin thought for a moment. "Sally must have passed this way because she was going to your house, and nothing could have happened in between because this road is the only place between your houses..." she sighed. "I'm going back for some answers." She turned and was about to walk back.
"What about me?" I cried, pointing to myself.
"You have a spare key, don't you?" she asked, turning her head around to face me.
I dug into my pocket, and found a spare key. I always keep a spare, just in case. I nodded to Noin. She smiled. "Good. When I finished, I'll go and find you." With that, she walked off.
I sighed, and walked back to my house.
~*~
Nothing was even remotely different about my house. I even checked my wardrobe, and found that nothing was missing. This led to the conclusion Sally never made it to my house at all.
I looked around. I had also come to the conclusion that Noin hadn't come either. What's taking her so long? Was Bill that hard to crack?
"Stupid women..." I muttered angrily, slamming the door shut as I walked back. I intended to get back to Sally's house (I have one of her keys, she gave it before she left), and maybe, on the way, I'll find Noin.
I walked back slowly down Mill Road. The shops were all closed, and there was hardly any people. It was far too dark and far too quiet. Suddenly, I heard a low groan.
For some reason, I stopped. I hardly ever stop to these things. But that voice was familiar......
"Somebody...please...help me..." came that voice again.
I realised. IT WAS NOIN. I rushed to the direction of the noise, and I found, in a dark and wet alleyway, Noin had collapsed on the floor.
"Noin!" I cried, kneeling down in front of her. I checked her forehead, it was bleeding. Something had hit her over the skull. There were pieces of glass on the floor, and her leg was bleeding too. And her chest. And her arm.
"What happened?" I asked. I was in both a state of shock and in a state of fear.
"Some bloody dog..." she muttered thickly. "Started to bite me...that bitch......"
"Stay here, I'll get help!" I said quickly. I got up and ran to the nearest payphone. I dialled the emergency number and called an ambulance straight away. I couldn't believe how badly my hands were shaking.........
~*~
Noin was submitted to the emergency ward in the local hospital. The doctors said that if I didn't find her so soon, she might have died of blood-loss. They also said they were surprised Noin didn't catch rabies, because a normal dog would not bite like that.
As I sat by Noin's bedside, watching her sleeping, I felt extremely angry. Noin looked so pale, fragile and weak. I felt disgusted with myself not being there for her. I sighed, getting up. I decided I might as well go to Sally's place and check if she was home or something.
I walked down Mill Road, which was on the way. Maybe it was my imagination, but the air seemed colder and the ground seemed harder. But I really didn't care. I felt like kicking something, like a lamp-post or a pigeon or a hobo. Anything. I felt like I needed to get the negative energy all out.
Gods, my friend has been bitten by a dog, my best friend as been missing and my wife got her head smashed by a bottle. CAN THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE???
Suddenly, I passed Bill. He looked at me with staring grey eyes. "Umm..." he began.
"I don't want to give you any money!!!" I shouted. I shouldn't have shouted, but I was so pissed I couldn't control myself.
"Please," he begged. "I need that money!!" he held up an empty whisky bottle. "Look! I'm driven to sucking an empty bottle!! Please!!!"
"NO IS NO!!" I shouted, turning and walking away.
Behind me, I heard Derrick growl menacingly. But I didn't care. I pulled myself to Sally's house. But she wasn't there, like before. Nothing was missing, or replaced. It was completely unchanged.
Oh *perfect* .........
I called the hospital to see if Noin had woken up or something. They checked, and told me that she was still sleeping. I sighed, and told them to tell me when she has woken. The girl at the reception agreed, and I hang up swiftly.
I curled up small on the couch, and fell asleep for the first time in a long time. I felt so alone, so worried and so scared.
I slept for a long, long time, and I would have carried on sleeping if the hospital didn't call me. They told me Noin was waking up, so by the time I got there, she should be awake.
I grabbed my coat and ran to the hospital. As I stepped outside, I noticed it was raining. The air was even colder than in the daytime, and my breath left puffs of white. Icy rain fell on my face, and the night was so dark I could hardly see anything. I felt really depressed.
I walked down Mill Road. The damned lamp-posts have stopped working, so that road was darker than ever. I hugged myself for a little warmth. There was no one else on the road, and very little cars passed me. I tread through the puddles of rainwater, wetting my shoes.
Suddenly, I heard someone behind me. They were walking very slowly, and walking very heavily. I turned around, and it was just a shadowed structure. That person's features were unseen. But I knew it was a man.
I frowned, and carried on walking. I heard the person come closer, closer. I couldn't help shudder. He was getting so close I could almost feel his coat on my back. I squeezed my eyes shut, and felt my body tense up.
"What do you want?" I asked, not daring to look behind me.
There was no answer. Slowly, I turned around, scared what I will see. This was like a horror film or something. I opened my eyes, and found myself facing the open road.
I blinked. There was no one. I realised that I was breathing heavily, my breath showing through the cold air. I could feel my heart-beat in my throat and my hands were shaking in my pockets. I still couldn't believe there was no one. The man was gone.
I sighed, closing my eyes. I calmed myself down, and also listened for any suspicious noised. But there was nothing. It was all silent, except for my heavy breathing.
Suddenly, something bit me on the leg. I screamed. I felt fangs-like canines sink into my flesh, and it hurt so much. I kicked the "thing" off me and looked at it.
It was a big dog, and it was growling angrily at me. It bared it's yellow teeth, but the bits yellow were gone. All that was on those teeth was blood. My blood.
I was so shocked I didn't even feel the pain in my lower-leg. I took a step backwards, edging away from the mad-dog. I took another step, and it followed me, taking a step forward.
Suddenly, I crashed into the chest of a person behind me. I took a deep breath and turned around.
"Sorry, I..." I stopped, looking up to the person. It was that dark man who "disappeared".
He grinned at me, showing me disgustingly unhealthy teeth. "Hello, boy." He grinned. His breath reeked of whiskey; he was obviously drunk.
I narrowed my eyes, trying to put him in focus. "......Bill......?" I whispered. It was a shot in the dark, but his features were very similar.
His grin widened. All of a suddenly, felt a bottle smash over my head. It was a glass-bottle, and it was hit right on the front of my skull.
My vision went black instantly, and as I fell unconscious before I even hit the cold, hard pavement.
The End
A/N: hello everyone, Birdie here. You're probably all sick of me by now. I hope this story was better than those 2 before.
Hello PrincessCat! Thanks for your review! I should have waited for more people (if there will be more people), but I wanted to post this up ASAP. Well, review if you want.
Hey, has school started or something? If so, please tell me, and which country you're in. I haven't started school yet *does happy dance* , and I wanna see who has. Thanks!