Okay I know I haven't updated in awhile but before you scream at the screen
because I know that's what you all do(I do that too)
I have had writers block for a couple days. I recently realized it was good writer's block. (If that's even a thing) I was going through my brain trying to sort out characters an I decided to give Ssundee an actual part in the story. (All you Ssundee fans are welcome!) Why did I do this? because I can! So now I can continue the story.
And because I feel like I need to day this, Team Crafted in the story will be the same members that were there after Seto because the plot demands it... spoilers!
Back to the story!
#Memily
Don't ask
P.S. the chapter's official name is I'm Undeserving of Your Sympathy, So Why Me. Long chapter title I know!
-dat line break doe-
Ella's POV
Why are they treating me like this?
I was certain Team Crafted would've turned me in by now. I know a couple of their members still dislike me.
I can't blame them.
The only ones who have shown interest in me are Jason, Sky, Ty, and Ian.
An odd bunch they are.
I mostly spend time in my room, sneaking outside, or thinking of ways to escape without letting them know. But the problem is that I don't want to leave.
Reason 1: This house offers me protection from the Organization.
Whenever a person were to fail their first mission, a group of assassins would be sent after them to kill them. People who failed often were sent to the king for questioning, and questioned assassins have the potential to give away information about the Organization. I personally would like to live, just saying.
Reason 2: These bozos are funny.
It's hilarious to see them fight with each other. And over the stupidest stuff too! Like one time Jerome stole on of Mitch's swords, so Mitch threatened to break Betty. Stupid! Oh wait, I haven't even gotten to the good part! Every time one of them accidentally says gold, Adam would have a fit and start screaming butter, or budder? Whatever. It is funny!
Reason 3 is the one that scares me. Why? Because it gives my a weird feeling in my chest and stomach every time I think about it.
After a couple days of not leaving my room and not seeing Amy, I got lonely. Which is weird since I almost never wanted to see a human face other than the ones I... I guess trusted is the word. Anyway, after about five days I heard a knock on my door. This confused me since it was only a knock. Usually there was talking or yelling or any other form of communication that tried to get me out of the room.
But this time is was only a knock.
I opened the door, against my better judgment, and saw Ian standing there. He looked kind of awkward standing there, and I didn't help. I have him the cold look I gave everyone, but as soon as he started talking, the look went away.
"May I come in?"
That was all he said to me at the door, and I was utterly shocked. After some tense seconds, which felt like an eternity, I let him in.
Once he was in the room fully I closed the door and crossed my arms over my chest, making me look strong instead despite the weak feeling coursing through me.
"Why are you here?" I asked him.
It took him awhile for him to answer, but that didn't damper the effects (affects?) his words created on me.
"I wanted to talk."
I started at him in disbelief, but kept my face as stoic as ever.
"Why?" I replied. "Because you looked lonely." What? "Before you say anything," he continued, "I know you really want to talk to someone. You act tough on the outside, but on the inside you're really a person who can't handle emotions. You hide in an exoskeleton, not wanting to have people see the real you. And I know why you've been up here for so long..."
I tried to stop him, but he kept going.
"You've been up here for so long because you don't know if you'll be able to take in all the emotions the others have towards you.". He finished, leaving me more shell shocked than I've ever been before.
Never had a person read, yet understood me like he has before. I didn't know what to do.
"How-" I croaked, voice hoarse with newfound emotions. "How do you know" I finally said, but in no more than a whisper.
"Don't worry, it's no that obvious." he reassured me. "You hide yourself too well. The only reason I know is because I've been through the same thing."
"What?!" I yelled.
He flinched at my sudden outburst. (oh gods I really used this phrase. Raise your hands if you've read it before. Put your hands down now, you need them to scroll)
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you" I said. "I was just surprised."
He looked at me, but it was difficult to tell what his emotion was since I couldn't see past his sunglasses.
"Are you surprised that there is another person who actually knows what it's like to be like you? A person who can't handle emotions?" he said. I nodded a yes.
"It really is funny, the person who hated you the most just became the person who likes you the most" he replied with a small laugh.
After a couple of minutes sitting (they're sitting, deal with it) he got up to leave, but paused at the door. His body language suggested that he wanted to say more, but didn't know if he should or not. Finally making up his mind he said,
"I hope you trust me, cause I trust you"
and left.
I DID IT! I FINISHED! I really had major writers block, but now it's gone. also just to let you know, I'll update faster if you vote and comment on the story. It shows me that you guys care that I actually make this. For you people, I don't need to say this because you guys already do that! Also, quick shoutout to LukeSkyOtter for being awesome in general. Don't stop sound what you're doing. And if you need it, I have an extra sword ;).
FINAL THING!
This won't be very relevant(? Is that the word) to fanfiction people but to the Wattpaders I have something to say. today (April 10, 2014) a school very close to me had a stabbing. this affected my school district a lot because many people had friends who went to the school. My uncle also teaches there. He was unharmed, but 20 kids where stabbed and 7 of them were severely injured. One was even put on life support. Tomorrow my school will be wearing blue and gold, their school colors, to show support. I just thought you guys should know.
Thanks for reading.
And as always, I'll see you later my friends.
-Ella
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I won't be doing *points above text* that everytime...
...just bored on my iPod.