Alright! On with the second chapter!
Recap on Last chapter for all of you that forgot already...:
"No. I want some alone time." I shook my head. "I
don't think we can trust you enough... Actually I wish to go talk to Echo." Dad growled. "Well, then we'll just spend some time playing pool downstairs, Right Remy?"
Erison asked. I nodded. "Ok. We haven't played that in a long time." I smiled sadly. "Heh, that's cause you never came over." He muttered. "You were the ones who quit
wanting to hang out with me." "It was because Mace said that Issie said..." My blood boiled. "ISSIE! WHAT DID YOU SAY TO MACE!" I screamed on the top of my
lungs. "Uh..." I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. "YOU SAID SOMETHING TO MAKE HIM NOT WANT TO BE MY BEST FRIEND ANYMORE! I HATE YOU!" I
snarled so bitterly, that it even stung in my own heart that I had said it. It burned at me, It tore. I wanted to punch him. "Remy..." He pleaded, grabbing my wrist. "Remy,
you need to calm down..." He growled. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You made my best friend hate me! You took him away from me! By god I will get you back!" I
snarled barring my teeth. "BY GOD I WILL!"
On with the new chapter.
I was seething with pure anger. 'How could he do this to me! Was this some kind of game for him!' "Issie, what did you say to Mace!" Mom snapped, also angrey with him. "I pleade the 5th." Issie grumbled. "I just basically told him not to go near her, Ma, you have to side with me on this, She's too young to be hanging around a older boy, for god's sake he's my age, and she and him have been getting closer and closer." He growled. "I don't care HOW old he is! he's my best friend and you took him away from me, I'll never forgive you Issie, Never!" I slapped him as hard as I could across the face, and with my anger as high as it was now, it was a very painful slap. Just for good mesure, I kept my hand against his cheek to make him feel the burn alot longer then just a 'pop' would. "GRRR." His growl started low, in the back of his throat, and soon we were both landing fists, claws, and slaps down on eachother. Dad was watching us from the rearveiw merroa. "Cut it out. Don't make me come back there. Erison, try to be useful damnit!" He growled out. "ISSIE!" Erison grabbed Issie's fist to save me from a good whopping one. I used Issie's disability at the moment to drive my fist into his nose. "BITCH!" He yelled, holding a now broken nose. "LANGUAGE ISSIE!" Mom squealed. Dad growled in irritation. He pulled over, and I guess we were over Erison's now. "Go get your mom Erison, and your brothers, we'll try to keep them from killing eachother for a few..." Dad snapped. We had managed to unbuckle, and when dad opened the door, we rolled out, still fighting on viciously. "CUT IT OUT!" Dad yanked me back by my arm, leaving Issie to run after me, he got me good across the cheek, and I saw a few drops of blood drip to the ground.
I looked back up at him, snarling angrily. Mom had him and was doing fairly well at holding him still. I escaped breifly and I plowed into Issie, tackling him. Mom got away before she was injured in my attack. Issie got me pinned and wrapped his hands around my neck. I yelped, frightened alittle bit. "ISSIE! I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU STRANGLE YOUR SISTER!" Dad yelled. They were trying, but were failing to get us to stop attacking eachother. "Shit! What the hell is going on!" I heard Yorkie snap. "they won't cut it out." Mom whinned. "Damn it! Cut it out! Issie! Your going to hurt her!" "That's the whole damn point!" Issie snapped back, cracking his knuckles across my face. My face wrenched with pain. 'Ow!' I gasped. I punched him in the stomach to get him off of me. I turned my head to the side, panting for air. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I got plowed into the ground, and I heard a snap, and felt horrible pain. "ISSIE!" Yorkie yanked him off of me. "Shhh, what's the matter!" Yorkie grabbed my chin. I was shaking my head and clenching onto my side. It hurt so badly. "Listen! Calm down. Tell me where it hurts!" Yorkie growled. "My ribs..." I coughed out. "Lift up your shirt." He hissed. I shook my head. "DO IT!" He growled. I slowly lifted up my sweatshirt and my shirt. "Shit, look how skinny you are..." he growled under his breath. "You can see...ahha...right here, does it hurt?" He poked at a rib, and I screamed. "OW!" "Alright to the doctors we go now, wench." He picked me up off the ground. "Wuss!" Issie was being held back by the other adults and Ray. "You broke her ribs Issie. I think your even." Yorkie sat me down gently in the car before driving away.
When we came back, Yorkie marched me to his couch and pushed on my shoulder to make me sit. "ANEREXIC! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" He snarled at me. I bit my lip and lowered my head. "Don't yell at me Yorkie. I am going to get help for it...I won't be this skinny ever again. I promise..." I looked up at him pleadingly. "Damn right you won't be, because if you ever get this skinny again, I will hurt you so bad, you'll wish you were fighting Issie again." He was holding onto my chin feircely tight. "Ok.." I whimpered. He turned to the others who collected in the room. "You are to stay away from her for a while until you both can sit reasonably in the same room without trying to kill eachother!" Yorkie pointed angrily at Issie. "Alright." Issie muttered. "But she started it!" I felt my eyes burn with hatred. "You, took my best friends away from me. Your a low life, you know that. I hate you." I said scarily calm. Yorkie looked at me startled. "Shit your scary when you are mad." He shook his head. "She's more then mad Yorkie. I think she really does hate Issie now." Erison piped up. Issie looked over at me bitterly. "Yeah right, she'll come crying to me in a few days, saying how sorry she was for being a bitch, and that she hates it when we fight." He mocked my voice. "Aren't you always the one to apologize first!" I snapped. "No, you did the last time." He sneered, I turned my head away. "That's because I had gotten hurt when I didn't listen to you." I grumbled. "The shinner?" Erison asked. I nodded. "He's just mad because I wear make up and clothes that make me look older... I guess he said the boys mentioned me." I mocked Issie. "They talk about her?" Erison growled. "They call her hot. I just try to watch out for you, and you hit me for it!" He snapped. "You watch out for me by hurting me further." I whispered, slowly getting off of the couch. "Relax, I am not going to attack him again tonight. Erison, lets go play some pool." I whispered. He nodded and led me down the stairs. While the others debated and argued upstairs. "Mace didn't want to listen to Issie you know, he was so upset when he had to say he couldn't be friends with you anymore...I guess Nessie said that he went over to her place after school and he cried." "What? Why did Issie make Mace stop being my friend?" I snarled bitterly. "You know you don't hate him..." Erison sighed rolling his eyes. "Yes. I do." I looked at him firmly, and he looked surprised. "I fight with my brothers, and I still like them..." He gasped. "Your brothers don't choose your friends for you, and control your life." I hissed lowering my eyes to the pool table. "It will get better...you'll see." he promised. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"I don't think so." I muttered as I watched him start the game. "Come on. We're going home." Issie growled from the bottom stair. I ignored him. "Wench!" He snarled. ".." I refused to make eye contact with him. "We have to go!" He stomped towards me, and I flinched. I heard him suck in a sharp breath beside me. "Yeah, usually, once you hurt someone, they fear you." I heard Yorkie snarl angrily from behind us. I felt tears pour down my cheek. I looked over at him. He growled feircly and came towards me. "WHAT DID YOU DO!" He yelled angrily. "I did nothing!" Issie gasped looking at me shocked. "Shh, what's up?" He asked reaching out for me. I lowered my gaze. "No, tell me what's wrong...come on sis..." He grabbed my chin. "I'm sorry I broke your rib...I really did not mean to hurt you so badly..." He pleaded, reaching for my shoulder. "You will not." I whispered backing away from him. "No...Come here, I am not going to hit you again." He whimpered. I shook my head. "I can heal from being struck. I will not from Betrayl." I felt my blood boil. "Betrayl?" Yorkie looked at Issie. "What did you do now Is? Did you not let her go out with someone?" Yorkie asked shrugging. "He made Mace stop being friends with me. HE WAS MY BEST AND ONLY FRIEND!" I sobbed out. "And you scared him away. You are going to call off the treat I know you must have said...You are to do it right now Issie. Or I swear to god...I will do something that will make your life hell." I said hurtly. "What could you possibly do?" He raised his eyebrow. "What's your closest thing to your heart Issie? Family?" I muttered. His eyes narrowed. "Yeah, and my friends..." he grumbled. "What if I was to make you hurt the same way? Get rid of your best friend?" I hissed. "You can't do that, Ray is my best friend, and he's family." he boasted. "Remy, would you do something to yourself?" I whirrled around to face Erison. He looked frightened, and sad. "He's close to you too, even if you fight recently, You grew up close... You wouldn't hurt yourself Remy?" He whimpered. "What?" I saw Issie pale. "n-no..." He gasped, shaking his head. "So that would bug you." I muttered. His eyes widened and he bit his lip. "YOU DO SOMETHING TO HURT YOURSELF, I will make sure YOUR life is hell!" He hissed. "It already is." I shrugged. "If I hurt myself?" He half joked. "I wouldn't care. I'd laugh!" I snarled. His eyes widened. "You'd laugh? You really do hate me, don't you?" He sounded surprised. "You thought I was joking earlier? And I hate plenty of people, but I wouldn't want to see them hurt themselves, but you...You...It is more then hate." I hissed bairly audible.
He walked up the stairs. I had really hurt him. "I can't believe you just said that...I can't believe you!" Yorkie yelped. "I..." I felt hate for myself rise up. 'No. I will not forgive myself for this...it's not Issie I hate. it's me...I hurt him. It was all my fault... I said something cruel...I hate myself. I hate myself...' I walked towards the door that led outside. I opened it and, then, I ran.
I didn't know where I was, or for how long I had been running, but I woke up in a hospital bedroom, not in the same city. That much I knew for sure. A nurse came in and smiled at me weakly. "Hello there little one. I'm glad to see you've woke...I was beginning to wonder about you. Your family will also be relived as well." She smiled. "My mom? My dad?" I whimpered. "Yes, I'll go get them." She then left. Mom rushed in towards me and instantly started kissing my cheek and bawling. "What's going on Mom?" I whimpered, frightendly. "You ran away from home...do you know how much you scared us? You had your wallet on you when the police found you... they said that you were out cold... So they looked for Identification and found your info on your school id, then called it this morning who reported you missing... Issie was alerting the teachers and principal a few minutes before they called...How did you get way out here?" She gasped. "I ran." I bit my lip. "You ran!" Dad growled. I sighed and nodded. "What did you do Issie?" Dad sighed. "No, he did nothing. It was all me." I shook my head. Issie looked at me surprised. "I meant nothing of what I said to you Issie!" I started bawling now. "Heh, shut up." He muttered coming towards me and looking down at me sighing. "You gave me a mighty scare...Yorkie came zooming up the stairs yelling that you were gone..." He muttered. "I'm sorry, I meant nothing...Nothing." I shook my head. "I do hate you for doing what you did to Mace, But I still care about you...I meant nothing." I choked out. "Shut up!" He exclaimed, grabbing my arm. "I know you didn't. Now you need to calm the hell down, or the nurse won't let us come see you anymore." He snapped. "Maybe. It will be best." I bit my lip shaking my head. He sighed. "I think I need to talk to her alone for a little while." He said to our parents. "Don't worry, I won't hit her...or try to kill her..." he laughed gently. "Alright. Come along dear." Mom led dad out of the room. "Alright. Now. What do you mean it'd be best?" He growled. "I only say things...and it hurts everyone so much! I should just shut up, I should never be able to talk again..." He grabbed my chin. I yelped in surprise. "Enough." He snapped. "I swear, you never will threaten yourself again, or I will not hesitate to break another rib." He growled. I looked at him frightened. "Please don't...that really hurt." I shook my head. He sighed and relaxed his tensed muscles. "Your my little sis. Your supposed to let me defend you...not ingnitiate a attack on yourself." He muttered. "But I diserved it!" I whimpered out. "I meant having me attack you, you should just keep your yap shut when it comes to things that aren't meant for you to know. You are not to hurt yourself anymore, and if you ever run away again, I will be so mad at you." He threatened. I bit my lip. " I was going to threaten that I would kill you, but I couldn't even do that." He shook his head. I sighed and nodded. "Yorkie would have your ass." I whispered. "Not only that, I wouldn't be able to." He shrugged. "Well, Ma and Pa will be having a cow if they don't get to come and see how you are, So you get better, and I will get all your homework for you and bring it to you." He said before going out of the room. "Jee, thanks Issie." I narrowed my eyes at him playfully. "Anytime Kiddo!" He gave me the thumbs up before closing the door.
"Come on Remy!" I groaned and shoved the pillow over my head more to block out Issie's chipper voice. "Issie, what the heck are you on for drugs man?" I whinned looking at him through one eye. "Come on! You get to go back to school!" He grinned sheepishly. I sighed and stretched my arms over my head. His eyes widened when my shirt rose alittle bit. "You looking at something interesting?" I looked at him confused. "You haven't gotten any chubbier...I thought you were seeing the Psyciatrist about your weight." He narrowed his eyes at me. "No, a Anti depressent for me Bro, acts as a apitite depresser, I am going to stay this way for a while. But don't worry, I am never going back to not eating again." I shook my head at him. He nodded and left so I could get dressed. "Alright. Bring on Breckfast!" I grinned sheepishly as I sat down for breckfast. Mom placed a egg in front of me. I smiled. "OOOOOH a FEAST." She chuckled before giving Issie a huge meal. She tried that on one of the days of just getting home, for me, and I ended up getting sick from eating so much. So, I have to take it easy. "Well, you look cute today." Mom kissed my cheek smiling brightly. "Oh yes! It's school time! I get to see Nessie, and Mace, and Erison and Meegan and Irica!" I was sarcastic about the 'oh school' part, but I was happy to see my friends.
"Alright, see you after school, Issie, keep your eyes open and watch over her." Dad called from the door. "Yes Father." Issie nodded walking next to me after talking to dad. "Dad is not going to give you a break, you know that right? He won't let another thing like this go under his nose." Issie growled lowly. "I'm sorry for the trouble this causes you Issie." I sighed sincerly. "You kidding, My natural born duty is to protect you, remember?" He laughed heartily. I grinned at him and elbowed him. "Yes. Your right." I smirked. When we got to school, Meegan and Irica ran at me. "Hey guys! Man I missed you!" I hugged them tightly. "There was so many rumors about you having cancer and that you ran away from home and..." Irica gasped out. "No, it was Anerexia and yes, I ran away from home." I whispered. "But no telling a soul, I am better now." I said to reasure them. "Hey Is, you wanna split up here? I am going to go talk with them. See you after school?" I asked. "Nope. Not yet." He growled lowly. I saw where he was looking. Mace was standing there, his eyes wide with concern. "MACE!" I gasped. "Remy." He whispered, but kept his eyes on Issie. "Issie. You have something to say to Mace?" I growled lowly. Issie sighed. "I was at fault for alot of shit Mace. I apologize, I'll give you my permission to stay with my sis." Issie said, making eye contact. "You'll let me?" Mace asked, to make sure. "Mmmhmmm. As long as I hear no news of you hurting her." Issie snapped. Mace nodded quickly and briskly walked over to me. "Remy, are you alright?" Mace placed a hand on my cheek in affection. "I MISSED YOU SO MUCH MACE!" I glomped him around his waist. He pressed his arms around me tightly as well. "I missed you more." he grumbled burying his face in my neck. "Alright, I'll meet you out here. Mace, keep a eye on her since you have classes with her. And make sure she eats her yogurt that the lunch lady will have for her." Issie sighed. "Issie, I'll eat it. Go away!" I whinned sticking my tounge out at him. He smirked and waved slightly before leaving.
Mace glared down at me gently. "I heard you ran away from home. What's the deal with that!" Mace snarled, glaring at me. "I was upset, I didn't mean to. I swear." I pleaded with him. "Erison said one minute you were there, then the next they couldn't find you." He growled. I nodded. "Yeah, that's what they told me too." I sighed. "If I was there, god, I'd be freaked out." He mumbled. "I was in a bad fight with Issie, did Erison tell you that?" I asked. He shook his head, then gave me a concerned look. "How bad?" "Well, I started it, and it was full out, tumbling on the ground wailing on eachother, and Issie went to slam some sense into me, he broke my rib." I mumbled. "Issie actually hurt you?" He gasped. I nodded. "Which rib?" He asked. I pointed to where it was, and he placed his hand there. I saw his face contort frightenedly, and I quickly snatched his hand away. "What is the matter?" I asked. "Your ribs, I can feel them... So what Erison said was true? When he kept watching over you at lunch, he said you were loosing weight?" He asked. I nodded. "He was spying on me." I grumbled. "He kept bringing you lunch money, so he was sure that you were eating..." He looked distressed. "I gave it to Irica." I answered honostly. "So, you...didn't eat? At all? Did you eat at home?" he groaned. I shook my head. His eyes widened. "What!" He yelped. "I was diagnosed Anerexic." I muttered. "Why? How come I didn't notice! It was happening right under my nose!" He yelped worriedly. "Hush. Not many people got it. It has nothing to do with anyone. It's actually quite common in girls..." I sighed at the dull reply of what my doctor said. "Not you. Your not like them." He bit his lip. "That's because I am your best friend. I am ok now, you have nothing to be worried about."
"What made you turn this way?" He growled. "Issie... took our friendship away...I didn't know it was him until Erison told me. I am sorry. I thought it was something I did. Something I was doing wrong. I lost both you and Erison, so I felt I needed control over something in my life, because basically my parents and Issie were living it for me. I wanted to be the boss of somthing, and not have someone chewing me out for once to be perfect." I huffed. "Because me and Eri stopped hanging out with you?" He whimpered. "No. Don't blame yourself." I pleaded. He growled. "How can I not! It's all my fault! I should have explained that Issie threatned me..." He growled in pain. I grabbed his chin. He opened his eyes and they locked with mine. "If you blame yourself, I will never talk to you again." I hissed, deadly silent. He bit his lip. "How can I not?" He pleaded. "Because It's my body, I have control over it. Not you or anyone else. If anyone should be blamed.. It was Issie's fault." I snarled. I bit my tounge. 'I accuse him?' I shook my head. "No...No. It's not Issie either." I whispered in correction. "You really won't talk to me if I blame myself?" He asked. "I'll do worse then that." I hissed. He sighed and wrapped a arm around my shoulders. "Ok...I won't." He grunted. "ok." I smiled at him. "You know it's kinda hot...what's with the big black sweatshirt?" I asked tugging up a sleeve. "DON'T!" he yelped, but too late, I saw his arm. "MACE!" I felt tears well up in my eyes. "Listen... Shut up Rem...ok? Your not the only one who needs control around here." He pleaded. I couldn't stop crying. "REMY! STOP!" He grabbed my chin tightly. "COME ON! CUT IT OUT!" He snarled. I heard a slight growl behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Issie. "What did you do?" He hissed lowly at Mace. "Nothing! She just started crying." He lied angrily. I wiped at my tears. "Rem, is he telling the truth, Your to tell me the truth yourself brat. Don't stick up for him if he hurt you." Issie barred his fangs. "No. He didn't hurt me." I choked out. "Out with it. What happened." He hissed. I shook my head. "go away Issie." I snarled. "Huh?" He gasped. "AWAY!" I yelped. He sighed and left us alone.
"You need to hush." Mace muttered. "I can't...thinking that you hurt yourself." I choked out. "Its not your problem!" He snarled. "I... thought you were ok, and I was being self centered..." I shook my head. "No, your issues could kill you bitch, and I don't think I can handle you crying and getting more upset over something so inferior, when you could go back to starving at a drop of a dime and leave me forever!" He yelled angrily. "AND YOU COULD KILL YOURSELF!" I screamed back at him. He slammed his hand over my mouth. "I have no thoughts about dying." He hissed in a warning. I was choking on tears. "I said I have no thoughts of dying! Don't you believe me?" He pleaded. "If you cut...again..." I coughed out. He strained to hear me. "I will not eat." I threatened. His eyes snapped wide. "NO! I WON'T LET YOU DO THAT!" He yelled. "If I find a cut, on your arm, recent enough to notice. I will not eat. I swear it Mace. Do you care about me enough to stop it? Because I love you, I will go to whatever measures it will take." I turned on my heel and walked into the building. I went into class and sat next to Erison. "Hi there Eri." I smiled at him warmly. "Have you been crying?" He gasped wiping at my cheek. Mace walked in and sat in front of Eri, glaring at me. "No." I answered shaking my head. "Lier." He grunted, but then turned his glare to Mace. "Why was she crying?" He muttered. "She found my arms." He whispered hoarsly. "Man, did they get worse?" Erison asked in concern. I felt nausious. "She made...a rediculous promise. Make sure she never goes through with it." Mace snarled. "What promise is that?" Eri growled. "If I was to cut again. She'd go back to starving herself." Mace was facing foreward when he said it. "What!" Erison's eyes were tearing up. "Eri!" I gasped nervously. He coughed and then excused himself from the room.
I sat at lunch with the boys again. The lunch lady handed me my yogurt when I went up to her. "Eat as much as you can of it." She ordered. I nodded. I sat down next to Eri. "Eri, you ok?" I asked looking at him gently. "I can't stand much anymore Remy. Both you and Mace, you both are willing to hurt yourselves, one about the other..." He shook his head. "I swear it will work ok?" I whispered in his ear. I looked at the yogurt in front of me and made a disgusted face. "Wanna help me eat it Eri?" I whispered holding up a spoon. He undid it and opened up the yogurt, stuck the spoon in and then held it to my mouth. "I meant you eat it too. I can feed myself." I laughed. He sighed and took a bite of it. "Thanks, now another." I grinned. He shoved the spoon in my mouth.
"haha
Very funny." He snarled angrily. I sighed and dipped the spoon
into the yogurt again. I took another bite, trying to avoid Erison's
angrey glare. Mace came and sat down across from me. "Erison?
What's with the dirty look?" He asked. I looked up at Erison
pausing from the shoveling the yogurt into my mouth. "EAT."
He hissed at me. I flinched and placed the spoon back into my mouth.
"oh wow, your really creepy when you're mad." Mace
muttered. "Eri...you're mad at me?" I asked sadly. Erison
sighed and nodded. "I'm mad at you, yes. But I am also mad at
Mace." He snarled, getting to his feet. "Wait! I'm sorry!"
I pleaded grabbing his arm. I felt my eyes widen fearfully. He
sighed and sat back down, his back to Mace. "Don't give me that
look." He growled. I bit my lip. "I'm sorry." I
whispered. "Just shut up." He snapped. I bowed my head and
went back to eating. When the yogurt was done I threw away the
container and then left.
"WOAH! WAIT!" Mace chased
after me. I looked back at him. "I didn't give you a welcome
back kiss yet." He joked elbowing me gently. I giggled at him.
"Alright, come're!" I smiled pulling his chin down towards
me. I saw his eyes widen. I grinned at him before kissing his cheek
gently. "Gotcha!" I smiled at him. He grinned back, before
grabbing my arm to keep me from walking away from him. I looked back
at him expectantly. He then pressed his lips against mine, causing me
to gasp...
hehehe I am going to end the chapter there. Yes, I am sorry if it seems, so...OVERDRAMATIC. LOL, I guess, it's because most of this crap has been effective in my life recently. Not in MY life. I am not Anerexic. I am a fat FAT person, there is no way I could force myself to throw up or not eat. I just couldn't do that to myself, no matter how much I hate the way I look. I am working out instead. BTW if you all want a way to loose weight, a great alternative would be known as the WONDERFUL GAME OF DDR! Omg I love that game. I used my paycheck to pay for the PS2 and The game and pad, lol, I was like WEEEEEEEE! SCREW CHRISTMAS! I WANT NOOOOWWWW! WEEEEEE! and guess what? I am doing it on standard right now, so if any chubbies out there think that just because your heavy, you can't do it, that is so not the case! It's soooo much fun! Alrighty! BYE YA'LLL PLEASE REVEIW!
Ah.. I have a few questions for you:
Should Mace and Remy go out?
Should they keep it a secrect from Issie?
Will Mace quit cutting?
YES REMY IS GOING TO BE PERFECTLY FINE
Should I kill off someone? ANYONE WANT ANYMORE DRAMA?
MAKE YOUR VOTE! &
