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Feb 8, 2012 16:45:33 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 8, 2012 16:45:33 GMT -5
The second I stepped out of campus I started running. I don't know how. my earbuds were in my ears. Adel near screaming in my ears. I had the music all the way up. but I was running. I couldn't stop. branches scrapped my face, making my cheeks slash with red. I closed my eyes and felt my hair trail behind me. I was out of breath but my legs kept running, even though I so badly wanted them to stop...but that was the thing. I didn't want them to stop. I wanted top keep running. I wanted to run away. I kept running. my eyes where closed but I still somehow knew when to jump over branches and things. Finally somehow I stopped in a tiny clearing. I bent over and started crying. sobbing. I didn't know why, I just was. and I couldn't stop. With my hands on my knees I cried. Wanting to be held somehow. I wanted to be held by Aaron. Or Jack...my old boyfriend from Washington. They both cheated on me, yet somehow I wanted them. I wanted to be okay with crying in front of them. I wanted to be okay with crying in front of someone here.....but I knew I couldn't anymore. That maybe one of the reasons I was here...sobbing, bleeding, and not caring anymore. I had no one. My mother is dead, I'm an only child. My dad thinks I moved in with my best friend in Tennessee, and even gave me money to go. Aaron and I broke up. Jack turned out to be a jerk, cheater, and some kind of mad-whore. I finally stopped crying. I was stronger than this. I needed to get over it. I looked over everything and wished I had my camera, canvas or something....all I had was my backpack.....I pulled out my leather bound black poetry note book, and a pen. I started writing in cursive. With Water so salty and no one can see you never knew what you could do never know what of beauty you hold but when no one sees with water so salty there is no option you tend to think When two love they never hate when two hate they never break. You never want to break, you never want to hate But when it comes to this you think hating is better than breaking Why so bitter, so mean people say though no one knows its because With Water So salty, no one wants to see you break so instead of breaking you hate Hate means not to break Because people never see breaking as an option But sometimes it has to be because breaking with water so salty and no one can see- is the best way to hate.
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Feb 8, 2012 16:58:55 GMT -5
Post by mattie on Feb 8, 2012 16:58:55 GMT -5
T r e n t o n I ditched class. Again. Yeah, Id probably be expelled sooner or later, but I hated this place anyways. Why would I care? I wandered through the woods, my hands shoved in my pockets, thoughts filling my (mosty empty) brain. I was jarred out of my thoughts when a girl sat with her face in her hands and what looked like blood on her cheeks. Hmm...I walked over quietly. "You okay?" I asked.
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Feb 8, 2012 20:29:12 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 8, 2012 20:29:12 GMT -5
I jumped to my feet in less than a second dropping my poetry book-only hoping it would fall closed. It didn't. A guy, country looking....smelling like my home..looked at me. I bit my lip glancing around. "Yeah. Just lost in my thoughts; I must not have heard you coming-I'm sorry-" I stuck out a hand. "I'm Kacie." I said quietly , he didn;t look like someone that would read the gossip blogs about me.
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Feb 8, 2012 20:36:17 GMT -5
Post by mattie on Feb 8, 2012 20:36:17 GMT -5
"Its fine," I said. "Trenton," I introduced myself.
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Feb 8, 2012 21:10:49 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 8, 2012 21:10:49 GMT -5
I nodded and quickly put my hand to my cheek-it came back red. "crap-why do I have to be so...careless when I run." I muttered as I went to my backpack. I found a stray napkin-probably from lunch-and I put it to my cheek. "I'm sorry. Way to make a first impression right?" I said. "GOD I hate rules." I muttered.
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Feb 9, 2012 16:54:29 GMT -5
Post by mattie on Feb 9, 2012 16:54:29 GMT -5
"What happened?" I asked noticing the blood, wondering if she was okay.
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Feb 9, 2012 19:31:23 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 9, 2012 19:31:23 GMT -5
I bit my lip. "I needed a run and hopped the fence. I didn't look where I was running and now I have blood in my notebook." I said with a smile.
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Feb 9, 2012 19:42:07 GMT -5
Post by mattie on Feb 9, 2012 19:42:07 GMT -5
"Why did you have to run?" I asked, a bit monotonously. I was tired.
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Feb 9, 2012 19:45:48 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 9, 2012 19:45:48 GMT -5
"Sit." I said with a moan as I climbed a random tree....siting on a low hanging branch. "Long story." I said.
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Feb 9, 2012 19:48:13 GMT -5
Post by mattie on Feb 9, 2012 19:48:13 GMT -5
"I think Im good," I said sort of slowly and cautiously like I suspected her as a murderer or something, even though I was just suddenly awkward. "Spill."
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Feb 9, 2012 19:50:01 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 9, 2012 19:50:01 GMT -5
I shrugged. "Your loss. The moss here is almost like a pillow." I said with a small laugh, and smile.
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Feb 9, 2012 19:53:35 GMT -5
Post by mattie on Feb 9, 2012 19:53:35 GMT -5
I nodded once slowly. I wasnt exactly a nature person.
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Feb 9, 2012 20:06:45 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 9, 2012 20:06:45 GMT -5
I shrugged. "my boyfriend....ex-boyfriend, was cheating on me, I have no friends, my only family, my dad thinks I live with my old boyfriend and is probably having sex right now, school...is easy for me....but sucks." I said. "The usual girl thing." I said with the roll of my eyes.
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Feb 9, 2012 20:10:45 GMT -5
Post by mattie on Feb 9, 2012 20:10:45 GMT -5
I nodded, understandingly. "Just so you know, that isn't usual. You have a right to be upset."
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Feb 9, 2012 20:28:36 GMT -5
Post by Kacie on Feb 9, 2012 20:28:36 GMT -5
I shrugged. "Thanks. But I'm not...upset." I soddenly realized I still had m headphones in...the music had stopped a couple seconds after he came. I pulled them out. "Just frustrated. I needed a get away, a reminder of what its like to hunt again." I said with a smile...I missed hunting so much.
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