The ringtone played: "Like a malignant tumour, she's got no sense of humour. Just like a swollen blister, its best to just resist her. She's not exactly a witch, she's just a terrible bitch." I ignored it and began to think.
'Should I take this? Every time I'm at work, the guys do it to me. He's one of Violets friends, so he won't be so rude. Or will he? Supposing he's not like my colleagues, I'll pick it up… Yeah, fuck it, why not?'
"Aren't you gonna get that?" Barry asked.
"Yes, I'm just wishing my mom didn't call. She's such a bitch."
"Ah, you can't think of her to be worse than what Violet thinks, though."
"Obviously not, she brought me up so, I can't talk shit about her all the time." With that, I lifted my phone to my ear and greeted my mother. "Hello, mom."
"Hiya, sweet heart."
"You sound chipper than usual…Wait, that means you want me to do something for you. Gugh, go on then."
"Well, Aydan and I are going on holiday to-"
"What? Without me?"
"-To japan and-"
"Mom are you serious! You are seriously making me sad right now."
"-And, listen for god's sake, you're gonna have to come and pick your brother up. He'll have to stay with you until we get back."
"I swear to god woman, I am going to murder you when I get back! I swear to god."
"Rose, it'll only be for a week."
"But he's annoying and what's worse, I'm trying to spend time with my bloody sister for fucks sake."
"Enough with the language missus, it's for god's sake. Don't sass me."
"I'll be there at, hmm… 2 'o'clock, right? Your daughter is going to kill you mom. Not just me, V will as well. And I will sass you as much as I fucking want to."
"See you at 2, honey. By now. Love you."
"See ya." I removed to phone from my ear and before hanging up, I finish with: "Hate you. Fuck you too. Bye"
Barry just smiled at me. "Why'd you say that to her?"
"I've gotta go and get my brother so he can stay with V and I until my step dad and my mom come back from Japan." I sigh. "V is going to skin her alive as soon as she sets eyes on the woman."
"It's not that bad, it's only your brother."
"Dude, you don't know the guy and you won't ever know him like I do. I want to either A- string him up, B- kill him in cold blood or C- drown him." I complain.
"Murder isn't the answer. I've had to tell your sister that multiple times."
I snigger. "What's the latest murder she's planned and who's gonna get killed?"
"She was planning on killing Ross, for throwing paper balls at her, with a shotput ball but I convinced her otherwise."
"Nice. Knowing that girl she's probably hiding several."
"Most likely." He smirked to himself. "There was this other time where V planned on strangling Dan."
"Why?" I asked in a kind-of-concerned tone.
"He said:" Barry stopped for a moment to clear his throat. "That V and I fight like a married couple and…" I zoned out while thinking to myself. 'This… This is outstanding! Ye-he-hess! Wooo! That, Dan, was insanely clever of you. Now I can start scheming. Obviously not when Ash's there but the next time I visit, I will start the ball rolling.'
"You okay? You look pretty vacant." Barry asks.
"Just thinking of how badly V's gonna take that little rat called Ash in her apartment for the next 'I-don't-know-how-long'. My mother has a tendency of forgetting about her life when she's on holiday." I lie convincingly.
"Ah, yeah. She isn't gonna take that very well." He slurs in an amusing manner.
"It's not because she might hate him too much, it's 'cuz it's on such short notice. V has always been the one to arrange things and keep her life organised."
"I understand where she's coming from with that. I don't like anything happening that I haven't planned to happen, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, yeah, absolutely." I sigh to myself after replying. "I suppose I should tell her now."
"Go ahead."
"I'll stick it on speaker, so if she gets murderous thoughts I don't encourage her."
"Right."
"Let's do dis'" I joke while finding my sisters contact. "Hello?" I begin when she picks up.
"Yo, Cumshot." My sister replys.
"What kind of greeting is that?" Dan asks.
"My personal greeting for Rose, deal with it." You could hear her yawn afterwards.
"You tired?" I ask.
"No shit, Sherlock."
"Alright, alright. Calm the fuck down, Cock-nose."
"What are these nicknames, honestly?" Dan asks.
"Shut up, Dan." I and my sister reply in sync.
"Jinx, touch wood." I say in a childish tone.
"That's so what she said." Violet yawns again. "There was a purpose for you calling and I don't want my time wasted just so you could say 'hi'. What is it?"
"Straight to the point, Jesus."
"Yes I am, now hurry it up or I'll hang up on you, twat-face. Make it quick."
"Alright, so. I have been given the joy in telling you that I have to go get Ash and he has to live with us until mum and my step dad come back from Japan." I sigh.
She growls before speaking. "At least you didn't say that guy was my step dad… Goddamnit, where's the nearest bridge, Dan?"
"Why?"
"I'll either throw my mother, Ash or myself off it."
"Then I'm not gonna tell you, if that's the case." Dan sighs.
"Fun ruiner, I swear to god, I am going to skin that woman alive."
I gave Barry an I-told-you-so glance.
"Sis, is that all…? I'm really blasted tired and I can't be arsed so answer me, whore."
"A whore? Thanks for noticing and bye!"
"What?! I didn't mean it like that, I was just kidding!" With that, I hung up. I considered myself to be a whore. I'd lost my virginity a good 11 years back and my mom still had no idea. Flora had no idea that I worked in a club on a night time either, let's just say I 'dance'.
Barry gave me the eye for the rest of the drive to the complex. I don't think he was comfortable with sitting in the same car as a whore, it was understandable though.
When we got to the complex, B got out of the car, as did I, and we headed towards it. No one was in the elevator and that's when he started talking to me.
"Where you joking back there, when you said you were a…" He trailed off as I shook my head.
"Sadly, no. And now, Violet will use it against me."
"And if she does, I'll be on my way to correct her. You're a great person, our friend and, most importantly, you're her sister. People make mistakes and it's alright. I know she beats herself up for a lot of things that don't matter but she shouldn't do it to other people with their mistakes, it's not right to do that. Even if your past is a little less average than I thought, I still respect you. Any human being with the right mind would still respect you." Barry shoved his hands into his pockets while speaking.
"Thanks Barry."
"No problem." He smiled back. When we reached floor 69, B and I both stepped out.
"What are you doin' following suit?" I ask, confused as fuck.
"Making sure Violet's okay, she seemed pretty tired when you called her and I just want to make sure she got back alright. And then I'll get up to my apartment using the stairs." Barry replied and brought up some thoughts in my head as we walked to the door. 'Awww, you're looking out for her! How adorable! So kawaiiiiii!' "After you." He held open the apartment door before I walked into it.
"Hey, sis. We're back." I begin after quietly thanking Barry.
"Huh! Stop scaring the shit out of me. I'm already fucked as it is. Plus, I promised Dan I'd eat tonight. I have to deal with this first." She called. "And what do you mean by 'we're' back?"
Barry and I walked through the living room door noticing she was flat on her back on the laminate flooring, biting something on her hand.
"What?" I asked. "Why-? What?"
"My backs fucked and someone put my sharpened combat dagger in my bag without its case. Soo, I caught my hand, cut it open and had to staple it up until I got home. Guess who that someone is. And you still haven't answered my previous question. What do you mean by 'we're'?" Her speech was muffled as her mouth was around the staple, trying to yank it out.
"I didn't know the plastic case around it was for the dagger, I just thought it was new and you hadn't used it yet! Look, I'm sorry, okay." I said in an annoyed tone before flinching while watching her head slam to the floor and blood go all over her face.
"Ha-ha! I have done it!" My sister said triumphantly.
"Violet are you alright?!" Barry asked while going to her aid.
"Oh, you're with her B. Welcome back. Don't worry, I'm fine. I've just gotta stitch the gash up after pulling the staples out… Wait. Fuck! My nerves are fucking with me. And by that, I mean I can't feel my hand. Goddamnit." V's voice was a little shaky now.
"Here, I'll help you up." Barry said putting his hands under her arms.
"Watch out, that fucking tickles dude." My sister said with a smile on her face as my mind was working overtime with the Fangirling. That's when Dan entered the apartment.
"Why is there blood everywhere and on Lizzie's face?" He asked with caution. 'Huh, Lizzie?"
"I'm sorting my hand out, that's all. I was in the middle of pulling the staples out but my nerves have went janky. I'm okay though, go back upstairs, the pair of you. I've got Rose if I need anything. Thanks B." She explained while, being sat up, her back cracked to a bone chilling level. Afterwards, she ruffled Barry's hair and pointed, with her good hand, for the guys to get lost. "I'll ruin you if you don't get outta here!" She said in a tone to justify her words.
Alright, she was independent. Too independent for any of our likings.
"Sis, don't be a bitch. C'mon."
"Do you wanna go up with them? You don't own this apartment, I do. I decide who the fuck stays and who goes, alright!" She had actually yelled at me, meaning for it to be bad.
"Alright then. C'mon guys let's go before she completely loses it with us." I said and Dan and I walked out.
"Violet, come on. Please, please let me help you." Barry asked her again.
"B, get outta there!" I yelled after him.
"Do what the woman says, Barry. Get out before I kill you." Violet threatened.
"But-"
"Go, B. Go." My little sister coaxed. "You know fine well, I will snap your fucking neck. Get out of here."
A few moments later Barry wandered into the hallway with his hands in his coat's pockets. "Goodnight, Dahlia!" He called. 'What on earth…?! Why is he calling her Dahlia and Dan is calling her Lizzie. I need to get to the bottom of this.'
"Why do you guys call her other things?" I ask on the way to their apartment.
"She gets sick of getting called Violet all the time. So, I call her Lizzie which is short for Lisianthus, her first middle name, and Barry calls her Dahlia, her second middle name." Dan explains.
"Well, you are two men after her heart after all." I smile, teasing them both. "She does treat you only slightly nicer to how she treats me, and by slightly, I mean there is the finest—finer than a fine liner—line of difference."
We get inside and here Violet scream and curse. I wince at the sound of it.
"You bloody numpty." I mutter. "What a friggin' retard."
"I couldn't agree more." Barry sighs. "As much as I wanna help her, I don't wanna die just yet."
"She's always been an idiot. Threatening to murder people and never going through with it. Never receiving help. V can't accept that she's not alone anymore." I sigh in response. Barry looked as if the words echoed through his head. "Umm, Barry?"
"W-what is it?"
"Did you just zone out? You've been sat down for, like, two minutes." Dan asked before turning to me and raising a concerned eyebrow.
"I must of. I-I guess…" Barry replied.
"HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!" We hear from below. "HOLY SHIT, DUUUUUUDE! I'VE NEVER BLED SO MUCH IN MY LIFE! DAYYYUUM GIRL! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I COULD AFFORD TO LOSE THIS MUCH BLOOD…! WAIT… yes, I still can't feel my hand…" We then hear a bang followed by her speaking again. "Good, my right hand is online again."
"Gamer speak is gonna be the end of everyone being able to understand what she's saying." Dan sighed. "Well, it's oddly quiet down there now."
"She'll have realised we could hear everything she was saying or… god knows." I was trying to avoid worrying Barry and Dan about her passing out again.
We waited in an awkward silence for a moment until a knock came from the door and Barry got up to get it.
~~~~~~Barry's POV~~~~~~
I reached the door and opened it after the second knocking pattern had been sounded.
Violet stood outside, her rosary around her neck, with her hands both behind her back and her head was looking down the rest of the corridor with her back bent backwards only slightly.
"He-llo, Violet." I said with confidence.
"Oh, yo, B."
"Let me see your hand, before you say anything else."
"Gugh, what is wrong with your lack of conversational skills."
"You can talk, now lemme see your hand. I'm serious."
She sighed. "Fine." With that, she displayed her hand while extending her arm. "Don't touch it because 1. It hurts, and 2. I turned it into a pattern out of boredom." She said just as I was about to run my finger along the stitching.
"Won't your skin have a patterned scar along it?"
"That's the reason I did it. It'll look so awesome when it's done." Violet sang in an excited tone.
"You're talking like you're an arts and crafts project." Rose came up behind me and shook her head.
"Are you sure you treated it with antiseptic? I wanna make sure it's not gonna get infected." I ask.
"What are you? Some sort of qualified doctor." Violet sniggers. "To answer your question: Does a duck with one leg swim in circles?"
I cocked an eyebrow, thinking about it.
"You can't answer a question with another question. That's not how it works Violet." Dan sighed.
"Dan it's a phrase from back home." Rose responds accordingly. "Why don't you try and think about it? It'll give you something to do."
"What are you trying to say?" Dan asked.
"Shut up and think."
"Actually, yeah. A duck would swim in circles if it only had one leg. Yes." I announce.
"Well, you've just answered your own question." Violet smirked.
"Huh?"
"The answer to your question is yes. That phrase is used as sarcasm when 'Yes' is obviously the answer. You should take a leaf outta my book and use it some time." The purple eyed short ass smiled. "Anyway, I was wondering whether you'd want me to make your guys' dinner tonight."
"And me as well?!" Rose said hopefully in the background and V just did an overly sarcastic nod.
I looked at Dan who seemed like he was about to skip eating before going to sleep. "Yeah, sure. Why not."
~~~~~~Danny's POV~~~~~~
"Thanks, Violet." I smile.
"Why're you thankin' me? I haven't done anything yet." Violet smiled and wandered down the hall towards the stairs. Barry nodded at me and woman beside me and we soon followed.
When we got into V's apartment, Rose called to her.
"V! Where are you, luv?!" She asked.
"Do actually expect me to stand in the kitchen in full black clothing for, like, half an hour?"
"You coulda just said that you're changing?"
"I thought we had something, Rosie!" She teases. "I thought we had something special!"
"For the last time! It's Rose, not Rosie!" Her sister yells back as me and Barry smile, trying not to laugh at Violet's stupidity.
"I thought we had something special, Rosie." You could feel Violet's smirk from half way across the apartment.
"Oh, shut up!"
"Rosie!"
"What is it now!?"
"Put the Xbox on for them. Give them something to do! Although, Dan, if you wanna crash on the sofa until dinners ready that's fine too. If not, I'll stick some tunes on, right!"
"Thanks, Violet!" I called back.
It was the most casual conversation Violet and I have had ever.
We sat on the couch, leaving the extremely enticing and comfy-looking armchair for Violet. The hostess' head and shoulders appeared from around the bedroom door frame, peeking slightly around to see what was going on.
"Rose. I told you to do something and what have you done? You've done sweet fuck-all. At this rate no-one's getting fed and I don't want to disappoint."
"If you don't want to disappoint, make food." Rose retaliated.
"The point is, I don't like it when I'm doin' everything myself." She began walking in to the room while her arms were expressing what she couldn't with her voice. "Everybody has to do their part. It's only fair after all. You know fine well I usually had to clean up a whole house in the space of 2 hours after we made a mess when we were kids."
"Why?" I asked.
"Rosie's too fuckin' lazy and I'd get blamed for the mess anyway. Soo, I just decided to do it myself. I did it more and more after she left. So now being clean and majorly OCD is just the norm to me. Right, I'll stick some jams on. Music player is on random and-." After she'd finished scrolling on her phone we heard a small beep and music started playing.
"Did Bruno Mars go metal within the past few months?" I asked after being confused with the song and Barry smirks at the comment.
"No. This is the Punk Goes Pop version of Just the Way You Are. I was looking the other day and she has every physical copy of every album in the Punk Goes… series. Violet's serious about avoiding pop music like the plague." Rose explains.
"Oh." I reply. In the next moment, the Xbox was turned on and Violet popped up from behind the door frame, now equip with her hipster-looking glasses.
"Play which ever games you want except Bioshock and Bioshock 2. Okay?" She said while adjusting her glasses.
"Alright." Rose lazily replies while putting Bioshock 2 back on the shelf. I smirk at the sight of Roses reluctance to do so along with her reluctance to ask the question on everyone's mind: 'Why not?'
We all knew it was better to just not question Miss Blackwell as she'd become the sassy dragon from Mulan.
All who remained in the living room of apartment 69 decided to fuck around on Skyrim on the guest account. Laughing at the character that we'd built (which was a female Orc, who shared the same features as Pikachu, high on acid while being given beej and a goat), made Violet turn up the music and begin to sing loud, out of tune, obnoxiously and deliberately badly to still feel noticed.
The first song, which was: Nine in the Afternoon by Panic! At the Disco, she'd made her own words to the chorus;
A/N- The following lyrics are not at all correct. A pre-warning that the song isn't offensive, it's just my OC in a weird 'senpai, notice me'/tired mood. Panic! At the Disco are freaking awesome and if you like pop punk and don't already listen to their stuff, I suggest you do.
"NINE IN THE AFTERNOON!" V yelled rather obnoxiously. "YOUR EGO'S THE SIZE OF THE MOON! AND YOUR FACE LOOKS LIKE A BABOON'S!"
Barry, Rose and I were all in stitches at both the game and Violet's insanely tired humour. This is the type of humour that I wouldn't let Arin, Ross, Mark, Suzy, Kevin or Holly or the whole of my Instagram followers miss out on. The next time she got the opportunity to sing the made-up words again, I recorded it for Instagram (for the world to see how much of a great night we were having) and the caption was: ' gamegrumpsofficial Barry, rosie_bush69, tokyotrooper and I hanging out together, just like any casual gathering before dinner. #obnoxiousviolet #wtf #skyrimfun #pikabeejorc #friendshipgoals.'
(The hashtags translate into –Obnoxious Violet; WTF; Skyrim fun; Pika beej orc; friendship goals. Just to let you know.)
That was at the height of the fun we had that night, and after Violet realised she wasn't being ignored she stopped singing altogether.
Dinner was brought into us, two at a time. I really appreciated the girl who sat it the corner, looking sad and lonely.
Violet seemed as if she was forcing it down her throat. The three who sat on the couch were pretending not to notice while our conversation continued. The music played quietly in the background as we kept our attention away from Violet, who may over react to being 'unnecessarily' stared at.
Rose looked back at her a couple of times as did Barry and I. Our colleague was more vacant than ever before, only blinking occasionally, to show us she was still conscious. The armchair looked like it was made for two people due to how skinny she was.
Eventually, we'd finished our food but V hadn't. The plate, which was placed on the coffee table, still had most of her portion of the meal on it and Violet looked as if she was debating something in her head.
Rose began talking to her.
"C'mon, sis. You didn't make yourself food to just sit there." Violet gave an unimpressed glance before blinking. With her hoodie-sleeve-covered, loose fist, her straight fringe was moved from in front of her eyes.
"Sorry, Rose. Sorry, guys." V muttered quietly. "I thought I'd be hungrier… than I am… Even after a week."
I smiled at her. "V, I know you hate being forced to eat but… c'mon now. After a week, I'd be starving."
"Yeah, you'd be starvin', me on the other hand, no thank you." She was still sassy, even though her volume was at the stage where you had to really listen to hear what she said. "I'm sorry. But I-I just can't." All of a sudden, her eyebrow cocked up in thought before she pushed herself up from the armchair. "Did I even turn the thing off? Well, let me check."
"Wow; that was quite good." Barry stated so she couldn't hear.
"Huh? What?" Rose asked.
"I know she's already turned the flame off. She did before we started eating. Miss Violet, here, is just changing the subject."
"That smart bitch…" Rose whispers in realisation before getting up quickly, with her fork tightly being gripped in her left hand. "Oi! subject changer! Come 'ere!" She yelled heading towards the kitchen. Barry and I quickly followed, making sure Violet wasn't stabbed with the utensil.
Her purple eyes glistened in fear, focusing on the fork which was pointed at her.
"What are you not tellin' me, missy?! You said you'd tell me if something was wrong! What is it?! Spill!" Rose bellowed. Barry stepped in at the right moment, putting his hand on the blonde girl's shoulders, yanking her back.
"She's more likely to tell us if you stop pointing weapons at her while demanding in a loud tone." He growled. "And you wonder why she has trust issues."
Rose lowered the fork, and looked back over to her sister who looked terrified and statue-still.
"Sis. I'm just worried about you." She apologised weakly.
"There no need to get violent about it! Why the fuck do you care you stupid uppity fucking whore?! Nobody has ever cared before, so why now?! Tell me why you fucking care now! You weren't around when I needed you most so what's even the fucking point in you trying?" Violet's fear turned into anger. Every word hitting us like a bullet we just stopped an absorbed her honesty of how she was actually feeling. "Worst part of it all? You can't apologise! No one here can! You know why?! It's not your fault I feel like this! You can't do anything! Not. One… THING!" Once she'd opened her eyes after yelling, tears fell from her eyes.
The ponytail that her hair was in, swayed behind her as her bottom lip began quivering. She threw her sleeve covered hands up to her eyes and wiped them free of tears. "Why am I even upset about it anyway. I've been through worse feelings." Violet muttered. "All because I'm stubborn enough to not want to eat. Forcing it down my throat to please other people. I just… *sigh* I don't even know why I'm upset or trying to explain myself."
We looked at each other, not knowing how to respond or how to carry on.
~~~~~~Violet POV~~~~~~
I looked down, fighting back my need to absolutely break down and tell them that I can't explain myself for one reason: I don't even know what I'm feeling.
I watched as stray tears hit the tiled flooring. My vision was suddenly blocked by Barry's purple and black flannel shirt. He'd just ran up to me and hugged me. I refused to let my weakness' show, it made me seem weaker than I wanted to be.
'All you gotta do is suck it up V, suck it up until the end of the week when there's no-one in your apartment. Lock the door and let it out then no-one can do anything to stop you.'
I pushed Barry away and turned to face the wall. "Stop doing that." I demand. "Stop hugging me, stop touching me and stop getting close. How am I supposed to man up with too much affection?"
"Girls aren't supposed to man up." Dan states.
"You sexist pig…" I growl.
"I-I didn't mean it like that… Honestly, I didn't mean it."
"Why don't you want me to hug you? Don't you like me?" Barry asks.
"Well. You like constant hugs. I don't. Plus, a co-worker shouldn't hug another colleague too much. It's not how work, well… works."
"We're friends aren't we?"
"We'll only continue to be friends if the hugs stop." I knew that's not at all what I meant but I didn't want the pity. My mind over-complicates things so it begins as my feelings and appears to be garbage stereotypes and friend zonings. Apologising and explaining is what I wanted to do but my dignity wanted to stay intact for as long as time would allow.
The guys and my sister quietly thanked me for dinner and returned to their designated area's (B and D's area being their apartment and Roses being the spare room/her bedroom), while I did the dishes.
I felt ashamed and had completely messed up what could've been a good night if I pretended to enjoy my food a little bit more. I felt like an absolute cunt but didn't know what to do because of my need to be unnecessarily dignified when I could have just accepted a good hug from a good friend. Instead, I acted like a posh, stuck-up prick which made me feel extremely undignified.
When I got into bed, I thought about the week ahead. 'So, I have another person who happens to be my little brother in my flat the whole week. Two guys upstairs who won't make any physical contact and hate me because of my dumb mouth. A sister who has worse violent tendencies and outbursts than I do. A brain with no idea how to work properly. My birthday which scares me. I'm going out with someone, who I have barred from hugging me, for my birthday. I have to do some stuff for my channel. My head is going to implode. All that and I still have to edit. At least I have a week off from video shooting, on other people's channels. Oh… That is just the icing on the cake in my life right now. Goddamnit, my life problems.'
It just killed me. No-one knew what I felt because I was too afraid to tell them. In the end, it turned into a lie.
Wanting to cry, I curled up into a ball and let defeat rise. I let my emotions show for the millionth time that week. It was hard to look at it from their point of view, but it always will be too tough to see that the world doesn't revolve around me.
"I'm going to try." I sniffed up, trying to make myself unheard. "They won't see this side of me anymore. They won't. I can't let them degrade me for my weaknesses. Why did I just say that right now?" I ask accusingly. "They wouldn't do that to me, I'm sure. God, what is wrong with me? I am an arsehole… That's right, I haven't de-make-up-ed my face yet. That's what I haven't done. It'll give me a chance to wipe away the sins. Even if it doesn't work, I can say I've tried." I get out of bed, stumbling a bit in the process, and get to the bathroom without injury.
Blinding myself with the light, my eyes tried adjusting to it. The tap ran cool water, while I began scrubbing my face with my hands with said water.
I peered into the mirror. "Jesus Christ, I am ugly." I let down my hair from the ponytail as it was starting to hurt. "I'm going ginge. So very ginger. My roots are completely natural. That is 0 per cent good… Well, the love bite has faded a little bit. Not enough though. Ash can't see it 'cuz, if he's a nosey otaku like me, he'll want to know who did it and then start shipping us. I can justify that I am never going to a party again." I finished scrubbing myself free of make-up and grabbed the towel from the door handle. "No make-up job will stop your paleness, luv." I told myself. "You sound older than you are, V… Fuck, I've just called myself old. I'm gonna need that bottle of blue wicked, the way this week's goin' to go down." I threw the towel on the bathroom floor when I left the room.
"I so totally need some sleep… I'm turning into Dan, I just said totally. God-freaking-damn-it." I whisper in a harsh tone.
A/N Hey! I haven't posted in a while! Well, it's my week off from school this up coming week and I have already written a few more chapters. Sooo... Maybe around 1 chapter every 2 days, if thats okay with you. Who am I kidding, you can't do anything about my uploading schedule! But hey, I can't exactly say my uploading schedule is perfect. It won't ever be.
I haven't been defeated by writers block, no, I'm just hella lazy and terrible at posting and/or remembering to post!
Like I've said, I have some holy-shit-greatness for you to see! These next chapters may seem very small compared to others, buuuut... I do not care! They are still equally as good! (I hope they are anyway.)
I was so close to calling this chapter: 'A duck with one leg' XD Silly little me, eh?!
I've spoken way too much and I apologise for drawling on about my laziness and my life... So, how are you? (Tell me in the replies if you really want to, but you don't have to. If you do, I promise to reply! Man, my bribery skills have just went out the window!)
Sorry for rambling about nothing for, like, 15 minutes! I love y'all, very much, for sticking with me!
Thank you!
The Midnight Gamer