Project 59 by Bonez aka HappyNoodleGurl
Chapter 15
The day went by fast for Dib and Raye. They decided to drop the Elm Street plan and just go shopping all day. Around 9:00pm, the two walked out of the huge mall into the darkness of the parking lot carrying two big black bags that said in red letter's "*Cold Topic."(A/N: oh...I'm good at this name stuff ^_^)
Raye didn't live to far from the mall, so they decided to walk to her house. Dreading the thought, she had to accept the truth that she would have to go back to that dreadful hell-hole, but walking down the highway in Dib's arms made her forget to be afraid.
They walked all the way to her house in the dark with only the light of the street lamps to guide them. She was so happy, that is, until her house came into view. Sighing, she dropped to her knees on the cold, cement gutter. Dib placed his hands on her shoulders reassuringly and sighed.
"Is this the place?" he asked, staring at the small, 2-bedroom house. It was a light cream color, with a black shingled roof. Grasping his right hand, Raye nodded. "Yea..this is it.." Dib ducked down with her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I don't want to leave you alone in there."
Looking over at him confused, both her eyebrows lowered. "What do you mean?" With a devious smirk, he gave her his answer. "What would you do if I stayed the night?" Her face flushed and her mouth dropped open. "You..can't! Bob'll catch you!" Dib laughed all macho-like and got up.
"He can't catch me if he can't find me," he said with a playful tone. She stood up and questioned his plan. "What do you mean?" Pulling her closer, he turned towards her window. "You can hide me 'til he goes to sleep right?" Catching on, she sighed. "Yea, I can do that. But you can't just walk through the front door with me!"
Looking back at her, he laughed. "Well, when you get in your room, you can open your window for me, allright?" Turning away, she stared at the ground. "I don't know Dib..I mean, I want you too but, he's mean and if he caught you.."
Placing his hand under her chin, he turned her to meet him. "Then don't let him catch me. I don't want you staying here alone with this guy." He touched one of her bruises on the side of her neck. "I don't want him to hurt you again."
"Ok, but if things get to rough, promise me you'll leave." Dib turned his head and she pulled him tighter. "Promise me!" He looked down at the grass and sighed. "I can't promise I'll leave you, but I promise I'll try to stay out of it." Letting him go, she nodded and walked up to the front door. Finding the key from her jacket pocket, she dropped her bags and quietly unlocked the door.
Placing her hand on the knob, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. ("God, let him be passed out.") she thought as she turned the rusted doorknob. It swung open, and Bob wasn't anywhere to be found. His bedroom door was shut, so she grabbed her bags and quietly ran to her room. Shutting the door carefully, she opened the window and signled to Dib.
Dib noticed her motioning for him, so he sneekly ran up to her window and climbed through. Moving the curtains out of their way, she shut the window and locked the door. Dib looked around at his girlfriend's room. He noticed the picture of them two at the amusement park thrown in the corner with a big crack in the glass.
She studied his expression and sitting down on her bed, she picked up a big, fluffy brown bear plushie and sighed. "That's Bob's doing..he really does hate the fact that someone LOVES me. Oh well..I can always get another frame."
He looked up at her, as she fondled the bears arms and held it close to her heart. Her heart. That reminded him! The little black figure on her chest, where had he seen it before? Sitting down on the floor, he cleared his throat.
"Raye?" She looked up from the bear and met his gaze. "Yes?" "What was that black 'thing' on your chest?" She squeezed the poor stuffed animal closer, and she sighed. "Really..I don't know. I've always had it, ever since I could remember."
Dib looked down at the ground and twidled his fingers. "Oh..well, I don't mean to probe, but why are you here? Ya know, with Bob? Where's your parents?" Hoping he didn't sound to harsh, she pulled her knees up to her chin and closed her eyes. "I..never knew them." He stared at her confused.
"What do you mean you..never knew them? Did they.." She got up and sat next to her confused lover and lied her head on his shoulder. "Die? I don't know. No one knows. It's ok to ask me things, I can't honestly feel hurt if I never knew them, can I?" He wrapped his arm around her, and kissed her forehead.
"What's your earliest memory as a kid?" he questioned. "Well..I think I was 5, and I remember waking up in the dark. It was cold, and I got up from the freezing, wet ground and looked around me. There was no one around, and I was outside somewhere, nothing in sight. I started walking when all of a sudden, two big, bright lights came from nowhere and a car pulled up beside me."
Raye looked straight ahead at the cream-colored wall. "These..people got out of the car, a man and a woman, grabbed me and brought me all the way to the police station. I sat there for hours until HRS picked me up, and brought me to foster care." Dib looked down at her. "Didn't your parents try to find you?"
Raye shook her head slowly. "That's the funny thing..no one claimed me, and no one reported a missing child that matched my description. The lady asked me my name, but I couldn't tell her." She got up and layed on the bed, facing Dib. He stared up at her in confusion. "Then, how did you get your name?"
Grabbing her bear again, she continued. "I remember sitting at the HRS station and they had the news on T.V.. I watched it for a moment, and noticed the man said a local girl named Raye had been killed, and the man was on trial for manslaughter. When the lady asked my name, I stared at her blankly and quietly said 'Raye..my name is Raye Manslaugher.'"
Dib nodded and got up. "So..you had amnesia?" Shaking her head as he walked over and layed behind to her, she replied. "I honestly don't know..what's even more strange is I have these wild, off-the-wall dreams every now and then. I don't get it..It's like, these different images burned in my skull. Except, they're not..normal."
She closed her eyes, and Dib decided to stop. He pulled her in his arms and held her close. "It's allright, all I need to know is that I love no other human being as much as you." Opening her eyes slowly, she looked up at the aged ceiling. Tracing the cracks with her eyes, a smile spread across her face.
"Dib, there's a reason why we're together, isn't there?" Not quite sure what she ment, he stared at her sternly. "What do you mean?" Giggling, she turned to face him. "Don't you believe it's fate that brought us here, right now? Don't think I'm weird, but I believe in destiny and that clichéd belief that everything has a reason. What do you think about this whole..relationship? It all seems too good to be true."
Stoking her cheek, he looked into her beautiful wine eyes, and knew he never cared so much for someone. "I don't care if it's real or not, as long as I'm with you, I feel complete." She lied her head right next to his chest and listened to the gentle hum of his heart. Placing her arms around him, she pulled closer and inhaled his sweet scent.
His trench coat smelled newly washed with that sweet-air/breeze dried scent. She breathed in his skin, which she could tell was washed with lavender soap. She always wanted to remember his distinct smell, because the truth was, she couldn't get enough of it. His heart made a steady beating sound, and he ran his slim fingers through her hair.
"Raye, there's something I want to ask you." She looked up at him, but never stopped breathing in his calming scent. "Yes?" Clearing his throat, he buried his hand in one of the lower pockets on his black trench coat. "I've giving this a lot of thought, and I know we're just 14 and still have our whole life to look forward to, but there's just some driving force that makes me want to be with you every second of every day.."
His hand surfaced, but it brought with it a small, silver ring with a sparkling red jewel on top. Smiling warmly, he grabbed her hand. ".. So with that unexplainable urge, I want to ask you to consider when we turn 18 and graduate high skool, will you marry me Raye Manslaughter?" Speechless at first, she just stared into his loving brown eyes in shock.
Painting a nervous smile across her face, she replied. "Yes. Yes I will." His face filled with joy as he placed the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly---like it was made for her. He was so happy at that moment, thinking how right it felt to be near her. He rubbed her back gently as she stared at her ring.
"Dib, you know I love you, right?" He nodded, and she sighed. "I don't
want to spoil the mood, but don't you want to know more about me before we get that involved and committed? Hell, I don't even know everything about myself! We just met not even a month ago, and you're already proposing and I'm accepting? Doesn't this seem weird?"
Afraid of rejection, he closed his eyes hurtfully. "I..never thought about it that way." Noticing his painful expression, she kissed his cheek softly. "That doesn't mean we can't go on like this, I'm just saying..we're awful young to even be making love, aren't we? I have a burning passion for you, and I want you but..something just isn't right about all this. It's all way too fast."
Dib was quiet, and Raye wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him in her fragile grasp. "Let's just see where this goes, but only expect the non-expected." They both fell asleep in eachothers arms again, but this time forgetting the raging drunk in the other room and the awfully thin walls that divided the two bedrooms. FLAN
A/N: Whoo! Wasn't that one a doozie? Ok, you know it's getting bad when even one of the main characters notices something wrong with the age and time deal. Hmmm, so does anyone think they have the whole story behind them figured out? Well, I can't tell you cuz I don't like spoilers, but I bet you're wrong! ^_~ heh, well I'm gonna go and write more now, okies? R&R please! Luv to those who have! Bai!
~*~Bonez aka HappyNoodleGurl~*~
P.S.~*~ *Dr. Evil: "Don't mess with me, I'm one crazy Mo'Fo. I once had to pop a cop cuz he wasn't givin' me my props in Oak Town..Ya know, I heard that somewhere???" (*Please don't sue me, especially yew Mr. Myers! I'll poke you like crazy hyper monkey!)
The day went by fast for Dib and Raye. They decided to drop the Elm Street plan and just go shopping all day. Around 9:00pm, the two walked out of the huge mall into the darkness of the parking lot carrying two big black bags that said in red letter's "*Cold Topic."(A/N: oh...I'm good at this name stuff ^_^)
Raye didn't live to far from the mall, so they decided to walk to her house. Dreading the thought, she had to accept the truth that she would have to go back to that dreadful hell-hole, but walking down the highway in Dib's arms made her forget to be afraid.
They walked all the way to her house in the dark with only the light of the street lamps to guide them. She was so happy, that is, until her house came into view. Sighing, she dropped to her knees on the cold, cement gutter. Dib placed his hands on her shoulders reassuringly and sighed.
"Is this the place?" he asked, staring at the small, 2-bedroom house. It was a light cream color, with a black shingled roof. Grasping his right hand, Raye nodded. "Yea..this is it.." Dib ducked down with her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I don't want to leave you alone in there."
Looking over at him confused, both her eyebrows lowered. "What do you mean?" With a devious smirk, he gave her his answer. "What would you do if I stayed the night?" Her face flushed and her mouth dropped open. "You..can't! Bob'll catch you!" Dib laughed all macho-like and got up.
"He can't catch me if he can't find me," he said with a playful tone. She stood up and questioned his plan. "What do you mean?" Pulling her closer, he turned towards her window. "You can hide me 'til he goes to sleep right?" Catching on, she sighed. "Yea, I can do that. But you can't just walk through the front door with me!"
Looking back at her, he laughed. "Well, when you get in your room, you can open your window for me, allright?" Turning away, she stared at the ground. "I don't know Dib..I mean, I want you too but, he's mean and if he caught you.."
Placing his hand under her chin, he turned her to meet him. "Then don't let him catch me. I don't want you staying here alone with this guy." He touched one of her bruises on the side of her neck. "I don't want him to hurt you again."
"Ok, but if things get to rough, promise me you'll leave." Dib turned his head and she pulled him tighter. "Promise me!" He looked down at the grass and sighed. "I can't promise I'll leave you, but I promise I'll try to stay out of it." Letting him go, she nodded and walked up to the front door. Finding the key from her jacket pocket, she dropped her bags and quietly unlocked the door.
Placing her hand on the knob, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. ("God, let him be passed out.") she thought as she turned the rusted doorknob. It swung open, and Bob wasn't anywhere to be found. His bedroom door was shut, so she grabbed her bags and quietly ran to her room. Shutting the door carefully, she opened the window and signled to Dib.
Dib noticed her motioning for him, so he sneekly ran up to her window and climbed through. Moving the curtains out of their way, she shut the window and locked the door. Dib looked around at his girlfriend's room. He noticed the picture of them two at the amusement park thrown in the corner with a big crack in the glass.
She studied his expression and sitting down on her bed, she picked up a big, fluffy brown bear plushie and sighed. "That's Bob's doing..he really does hate the fact that someone LOVES me. Oh well..I can always get another frame."
He looked up at her, as she fondled the bears arms and held it close to her heart. Her heart. That reminded him! The little black figure on her chest, where had he seen it before? Sitting down on the floor, he cleared his throat.
"Raye?" She looked up from the bear and met his gaze. "Yes?" "What was that black 'thing' on your chest?" She squeezed the poor stuffed animal closer, and she sighed. "Really..I don't know. I've always had it, ever since I could remember."
Dib looked down at the ground and twidled his fingers. "Oh..well, I don't mean to probe, but why are you here? Ya know, with Bob? Where's your parents?" Hoping he didn't sound to harsh, she pulled her knees up to her chin and closed her eyes. "I..never knew them." He stared at her confused.
"What do you mean you..never knew them? Did they.." She got up and sat next to her confused lover and lied her head on his shoulder. "Die? I don't know. No one knows. It's ok to ask me things, I can't honestly feel hurt if I never knew them, can I?" He wrapped his arm around her, and kissed her forehead.
"What's your earliest memory as a kid?" he questioned. "Well..I think I was 5, and I remember waking up in the dark. It was cold, and I got up from the freezing, wet ground and looked around me. There was no one around, and I was outside somewhere, nothing in sight. I started walking when all of a sudden, two big, bright lights came from nowhere and a car pulled up beside me."
Raye looked straight ahead at the cream-colored wall. "These..people got out of the car, a man and a woman, grabbed me and brought me all the way to the police station. I sat there for hours until HRS picked me up, and brought me to foster care." Dib looked down at her. "Didn't your parents try to find you?"
Raye shook her head slowly. "That's the funny thing..no one claimed me, and no one reported a missing child that matched my description. The lady asked me my name, but I couldn't tell her." She got up and layed on the bed, facing Dib. He stared up at her in confusion. "Then, how did you get your name?"
Grabbing her bear again, she continued. "I remember sitting at the HRS station and they had the news on T.V.. I watched it for a moment, and noticed the man said a local girl named Raye had been killed, and the man was on trial for manslaughter. When the lady asked my name, I stared at her blankly and quietly said 'Raye..my name is Raye Manslaugher.'"
Dib nodded and got up. "So..you had amnesia?" Shaking her head as he walked over and layed behind to her, she replied. "I honestly don't know..what's even more strange is I have these wild, off-the-wall dreams every now and then. I don't get it..It's like, these different images burned in my skull. Except, they're not..normal."
She closed her eyes, and Dib decided to stop. He pulled her in his arms and held her close. "It's allright, all I need to know is that I love no other human being as much as you." Opening her eyes slowly, she looked up at the aged ceiling. Tracing the cracks with her eyes, a smile spread across her face.
"Dib, there's a reason why we're together, isn't there?" Not quite sure what she ment, he stared at her sternly. "What do you mean?" Giggling, she turned to face him. "Don't you believe it's fate that brought us here, right now? Don't think I'm weird, but I believe in destiny and that clichéd belief that everything has a reason. What do you think about this whole..relationship? It all seems too good to be true."
Stoking her cheek, he looked into her beautiful wine eyes, and knew he never cared so much for someone. "I don't care if it's real or not, as long as I'm with you, I feel complete." She lied her head right next to his chest and listened to the gentle hum of his heart. Placing her arms around him, she pulled closer and inhaled his sweet scent.
His trench coat smelled newly washed with that sweet-air/breeze dried scent. She breathed in his skin, which she could tell was washed with lavender soap. She always wanted to remember his distinct smell, because the truth was, she couldn't get enough of it. His heart made a steady beating sound, and he ran his slim fingers through her hair.
"Raye, there's something I want to ask you." She looked up at him, but never stopped breathing in his calming scent. "Yes?" Clearing his throat, he buried his hand in one of the lower pockets on his black trench coat. "I've giving this a lot of thought, and I know we're just 14 and still have our whole life to look forward to, but there's just some driving force that makes me want to be with you every second of every day.."
His hand surfaced, but it brought with it a small, silver ring with a sparkling red jewel on top. Smiling warmly, he grabbed her hand. ".. So with that unexplainable urge, I want to ask you to consider when we turn 18 and graduate high skool, will you marry me Raye Manslaughter?" Speechless at first, she just stared into his loving brown eyes in shock.
Painting a nervous smile across her face, she replied. "Yes. Yes I will." His face filled with joy as he placed the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly---like it was made for her. He was so happy at that moment, thinking how right it felt to be near her. He rubbed her back gently as she stared at her ring.
"Dib, you know I love you, right?" He nodded, and she sighed. "I don't
want to spoil the mood, but don't you want to know more about me before we get that involved and committed? Hell, I don't even know everything about myself! We just met not even a month ago, and you're already proposing and I'm accepting? Doesn't this seem weird?"
Afraid of rejection, he closed his eyes hurtfully. "I..never thought about it that way." Noticing his painful expression, she kissed his cheek softly. "That doesn't mean we can't go on like this, I'm just saying..we're awful young to even be making love, aren't we? I have a burning passion for you, and I want you but..something just isn't right about all this. It's all way too fast."
Dib was quiet, and Raye wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him in her fragile grasp. "Let's just see where this goes, but only expect the non-expected." They both fell asleep in eachothers arms again, but this time forgetting the raging drunk in the other room and the awfully thin walls that divided the two bedrooms. FLAN
A/N: Whoo! Wasn't that one a doozie? Ok, you know it's getting bad when even one of the main characters notices something wrong with the age and time deal. Hmmm, so does anyone think they have the whole story behind them figured out? Well, I can't tell you cuz I don't like spoilers, but I bet you're wrong! ^_~ heh, well I'm gonna go and write more now, okies? R&R please! Luv to those who have! Bai!
~*~Bonez aka HappyNoodleGurl~*~
P.S.~*~ *Dr. Evil: "Don't mess with me, I'm one crazy Mo'Fo. I once had to pop a cop cuz he wasn't givin' me my props in Oak Town..Ya know, I heard that somewhere???" (*Please don't sue me, especially yew Mr. Myers! I'll poke you like crazy hyper monkey!)