Chapter 4: He Asked Why I had to Leave

Meghan sighed as she walked up the stairs, towards her addict room, pushing the door up and clambering through, her feet dangling for a moment over one of the edges as she looked around at the bare room. She closed the door, concealing it against the floor as she grabbed the parcels by her foot and placing them on the knee-high bed. She undid the tie on each, slowly digging her hand into each brown wrapping until she felt something soft against her hands. She pulled them out, revealing a red skirt and red pants.

Her eyes ran along each, the color of dark red blood shinning against her eyes. She placed them both back on the bed, slanted in opposite directions as she pulled out the rest of the contents, revealing a normal shaded red scarf with a white stripe sliding against the edges and red tie, a single white strip, running slantedly across the tie ¼ up from the bottom. The parcel also revealed two white shirts, the same blood red color embedded in strips running down the side of the buttons, along the edge of the collar, and from under the collar to the sleeves, where they ran off with the short sleeves.

She jumped as she heard a bing from somewhere behind her. Slowly turning around, she saw nothing at first, but then a small light emitting from something she couldn't see. Slowly, she walked over to it, until she saw half of a screen.

Whew she thought as she opened up a bundle of instant messages.

What's going on! Was the first sentence on each, as her friends franticly asked why she had moved out so abruptly. She sighed as she exited out of each, until she came across one that had different letterings.

I'm sorry that all I could do was get most of it out… and that you have to suffer through this when I just couldn't react quick enough she read in her mind as she sat down on the wooden chair in front of her.

Don't worry. It wasn't your fault. I was the one hanging from the tree and that had to ignore the fact that there were ants on the tree she wrote back, as she took a sip of water from a bottle resting besides her computer; the one she'd left there earlier, when she was checking her room.

She waited a few moments, before she saw the window flashing with a response.

But still… I mean, why'd you have to leave? Couldn't you've stayed here? I just wish there was a way to pay for not helping more… Her eyes widened as she read through.

Don't say that! It wasn't your fault for the last time! She typed franticly, a small splash emitting from beneath one of her fingers as she whipped away the hot liquid forming in her eyes with the other. And I left so I could fix what I did, besides, it's pretty cool here, although I miss you guys already she finished, scrolling down to 'new away message'

I don't care! I just wish you had just stayed here! With me! He wrote, as the window flashed immediately.

Unpacking /3

.:Why do we keep falling in love,

When all we do, is feel pain:.

Meghan sighed as she ran the back of her hand over her forehead, whipping away the beads of sweat that had started trickling down. She smiled as she looked around at her room, almost fully done; she was still waiting for some things to get there to say the least. She turned the lights on from above the silver laptop which was admitting music. The one that lay not to far from it, the orange and white one from apple (xD) lay still, closed, waiting to be used.

Her eyes sparkled as they looked at the walls, almost halfway covered with drawings, posters, a small calendar and a few more miscellaneous things. Dark pink sheets made her bed look more welcoming as she walked past it, and into the shower.

She walked out after a half hour, changing into her sleepwear, then heading over to her computer, to shockingly find a message of acceptance, but not after finding the one Mike had left, laughing slightly as she shook her head. She absent mindedly click 'accept', then read over the messages left there.

I see you made it home without tripping? Or so I hope. Well, anyway, I'll be seeing you tomorrow right? Your first day? Well, if you need help, I'd be more than glad to walk you around. Well, till tomorrow.

And that was it. She tilted her head slightly to the side, as she shrugged, exciting out of that instant-message. She sighed as she clicked 'new away message' again, then started typing.

If you all really want to know what happened, all I ask, is that you keep the comments and everything to yourself, and please, don't approach any of the people mentioned with questions or complaints, or acts of hatred towards them, for then you will be disrespecting me, and I ask you not to. So, if you really want to know, or want to know what my days are like from here on out, I ask that you visit my live journal cough click the word cough to find out. Well, it's off to bed for me guys, so I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow. Sayonara.

A/N: Comments, questions, concerns?