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OMG!! quick! another chapter!! quick!! before i die!!! @___@
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OMG!! quick! another chapter!! quick!! before i die!!! @___@


omg...
*typing fast with one hand* *calling 911 with the other hand*
oh no what am i gonna do???????
*panic mode*

ok... i was just being silly...
anyway, the next chapter would be long as in so long... so if you want the next chapter fast maybe i'll just cut it in two parts or three... that's why i make the chapters long... i don't update fast... but chapter 5 and 6 are probably the longest...
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xxuseless-bulletsxx wrote:

OMG!! quick! another chapter!! quick!! before i die!!! @___@


omg...
*typing fast with one hand* *calling 911 with the other hand*
oh no what am i gonna do???????
*panic mode*

ok... i was just being silly...
anyway, the next chapter would be long as in so long... so if you want the next chapter fast maybe i'll just cut it in two parts or three... that's why i make the chapters long... i don't update fast... but chapter 5 and 6 are probably the longest...
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Lol it's okay. Leave it long because then i have more to read at once!

ARGH!! I CAN'T WAAIIIITTTTT!!!!



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uh-oh ....
sorry, truly sorry for not updating for so long...
i've got so many things to do at school and afterschool activities...
my tests, dance, club, projects... holy crap!!! omg!!!
so i haven't updated my story for awhile...
but i'll post the half of the next chapter tomorrow... it just needs some editing...
since the story is a mystery it kind of needs some thinking....
i'm so tired this past weeks, that i have to skip meals and sleep only for 4-5 hours a day... poor me...
dad is angry!!!!
but if i slacked off even once this week, i would've gotten C and C+ s
good thing i didn't so still maintained my Bs
sorry for telling my problems in here.... but school gave me so many works to do...
and for 3 weeks i lost 2 kg.... wahhhh, i'm so thin already!!!
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ok so here is the promised HALF of the whole chapter 3...
it's only the half cause the chapter is really long.... also from the above it says chapter 5 and 6 is probably the longest i'm not sure of that because the longest chapter might be this....
also this chapter needs some thinking in to it... so it took so long...

so HERE>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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Chapter 3: SERENITY

I put on my socks and rushed out of the back door that swung wide open to the cold morning breeze. I run fast to the front of the house and saw no sign of something moving on the roadside or the unplanted fields. Right, she went into the forest. I picked up my pace, turned left and ran up the hill in full speed. I stumbled and almost fell but I didn’t care at all. And the only thought left in my mind is if something were to happen to her it’s my fucking fault.

The fog was thick covering the forest like a mantle and the sky in a light colour of gray. It darkened my vision. Damn fog. The trees stood around me large and massive. I could smell the wet grass. The ground was full of tall weeds and rocks here and there. Insects fly in groups in every place that I almost breathe them in. The sound of the birds chirping echoed at every corner of the forest. I bushwhack through the bushes in hope of finding her.

I got out to the clearing and saw myself covered in scratches like in my dream, only without bruises and little amount of blood seep out through it. The flashback made my head throbbed in pain and made me felt dizzy. The colour of blood gave me the illusion of the cat cut and bloody. It gave me chills and at the same time poured a hundred of questions in my head. What if she got bitten by a snake? No, I know this forest only non-venomous snake can be found in here, I think. Wait, what if she fainted on the ground? Maybe. What if she got injured? Likely. What if she fell off from a cliff? Damn, no way.

What am I supposed to do?

I’m feeling myself going frantic and hysterical. I slapped myself to wake me up. This isn’t the time to be standing here and having delusions. I ran and ran and scan every side. I can’t feel the cold any more and I’m drenched in sweat already. I can’t even feel the gravity. Back home I would ran at night. I love running at night. No one could hear me, stop me, or slow me down. I’d run till my legs could no longer hold on. I’d run till I ran out of breath. I’d run anywhere thinking about nothing, just freely running without worrying anything. No school with the mean teachers, no martial arts practice, no part-time jobs, no volunteer works, no there’s none of them and I love that I’m free. But not this time, this time I’m running for a reason, I’m running to find her and get her back.

“Krizzella!” I screamed her name. I hesitated in screaming her name for the reason that she might be near and she’d just run away although, I figured she might have fainted or in some danger and need help which I hope not. That would be a hassle but also helpful because I had finally found her then. I was hoping she’d scream back but I got nothing, not even a shadow of her.

The sun rises beyond the mountains painting the sky in a pink colour. The tips of the grass sparking like diamonds. I kept on running and thinking about the case. I’m going to get screwed up by his father if he found out something wrong had happened to her and I don’t want taking chances of that. But the thought that pained me more is the thought of her getting hurt because of me.

I scan my eye to my left and with my 20/15 vision saw a ghostly shadow move past the bushes. I followed it with my gaze. And when the ghostly shadow ran out of the bushes to the clearing, I froze because the ghostly shadow running is a goddess made in flesh and blood. Her black hair blown away by the wind and her pale skin glowing, that slow running no doubt it’s her, Krizzella. Geez, she stunned me again and left me with my mouth hanging open.

I ran after her, full speed. I calculated our distance and our velocity and of course the factor that might affect it. I guessed she’d slow down at a point or even stopped before she noticed me, her energy isn’t that high and weather is cold. When she first tried to run away from me, her running was slow and I catch up to her fast. The weather is colder today and every night she’d put on three or more blankets, I figured she’s not immune to cold weather. There’s 70% chance she hadn’t eaten breakfast, 81% chance she hadn’t sleep well last night, 90% chance she’d been running for so long and already tired. 94% chance she’d slow down and I’ll be able to catch up and 96% chance she’d stopped, I’ll catch up and she’ll noticed me. The second one has a higher chance of percentage after stopping she’ll hear me coming, even if she ran fast at the sight of me it’ll be too late and at that time I’ll have to ran fast like a mad dog’s running after me.

Trees and branches where on my visions way but I still managed to keep track of her. I’d lose sight of her for awhile and then she’ll appear again. I was right she did slow down and the four hundred meters in our distanced decreased to 350, 300. She stopped, breathed hard, distance now at 200, 170 then 150 she turned back and saw me, distanced at 120. Her faced was full of surprised and it took her 3 seconds to figure it all out and let it sink in her mind, that her kidnapper is coming, me. Distanced at 90, she started running. She had a hard time picking up her pace since she stopped. Distanced at 50, 20, 10, 5, and then 3 as I looked ahead me I could see a dead end, there’s a cliff lying ahead. What luck!

“Krizzella” I screamed at her “stop running, I told you didn’t I, I’m not going to hurt you.”

My talk was no use she doesn’t stop but I bet she noticed the cliff lying ahead. We we’re out and in the clearing, the sun had risen and the colour of the sky change to an azure colour. I could still smell the wet grass and the air is chilly. Knowing she’s nearing a dead end, she slowed down and I slowed down too, then she tripped, faced first. Ouch. I’ll add that to my next calculation, that she’s clumsy.

She’s near at the edge of the cliff and I’m 5 feet from her when she screamed a horrifying scream because in front of her is a snake about 4 foot long. I’ve seen this snake before Elaphe Obsoleta, no doubt in that and I stayed calm.

I crouched at her and whispered at her ear “it’s non-venomous, don’t be scared” I startled her and she pushed me away. The snake freezes and coiled ready to attack. “Be quiet and stay still or it’ll bite” I hissed and even her freeze like the snake did.

I crept closer to her and hold both her shoulders, the snake in front of us. “It’s called black rat snake and it’s non-venomous” I assured her and continued on “the colour is black and shiny; if snake skins are shiny they tend to be non-venomous. Its head is triangular in shape and slightly swollen at its neck, that’s a common feature of non-venomous snakes. If you look past its body the tail is tapered in fine point that can also be use as sign that it’s not poisonous.”

“You sure?” she murmured and I barely hear it.

“Yup, trust me in this and FYI I aced my biology.”

I could feel her relax, her hard breathing calming down and I added on “however, they can be very aggressive when cornered. So be careful and stay still till it goes away.” She looked at me with scared eyes and I immediately turn back to the snake, she looked back too. How I wished I hadn’t said those cursed words.

She’s getting nervous again and I could feel her tense. The snake started to uncoil itself and due to fear Krizzella buried her eyes in her palm and scream, loud. The snake coiled up in split seconds and struck. I push Krizzella out of the way who immediately stand up and scrambled to her feet when she tripped and fell off the cliff!

No fucking way!

The snake launched itself at me and I dodged. I know this snake it’s aggressive, very. I scrambled to stand up but the snake is always there ready to attack. I know this snake is non-venomous but getting bitten can still be pretty risky. I look around for something to help me. A rock lay 3 feet from me, I’ll not make it. A tree stood behind me I could climb on but there’s no way I’ll climb it if what I’m facing is a black rat snake. This snake is good climbers and can climb without the aid of branches.

“Arrrrgghhghghghhhh!” Krizzella screamed.

Damn, I have to do something. Oh shit. I dodged the snake again and I touch a stick behind me. I grabbed it and found that it’s the perfect stick for snakes, how awesome is that! I sat up and tried to calm the snake down it relax a bit then became aggressive again. The stick I’m grabbing to is strong and has a v-shaped at its point. The snake launched itself again and I strike too. Using the stick with it’s v-shaped at its point I pinned the snake on a tree trunk, its body between the v. It struggled to get loose and tried to slither upward. I step back and release the stick. The snake crawled up the tree, flawlessly. That’s why don’t ever climb a tree when your opponent is a black rat snake or even any snake. They aren’t actually the kind of snakes that bite people but when they got nervous and scared they become aggressive and strike.

Krizzella! I remembered I ran to the edge of the cliff and saw her hanging on a rock with one hand, she looked at me scared and worried even more than when I kidnapped her.

I hold on to a branch that sticks out from the side of the cliff. I insist “grabbed my hand!” but she didn’t. “Try to!”

She was crying I know she’s having a hard time but I never knew she’d say at this kind of circumstance “GO AWAY!” Ouch, but no way. End of discussion.

I went and find something like a vine to help her but found nothing so I crept closer, more and I might fall but I stretch out my right arm until I reach her hand, grabbed it and because of the pain in her arms, she let go from the rock. But her weight, not that she weight heavily, causes me to bend too much and lose my balance. I fell into the cliff, good thing I was holding onto the branch of a young tree which still kept us alive. She started screaming again and my arms hurt, really badly. I looked around us to see if there’s something that might be of help.

I found nothing.

There’s nothing that could help us. We’ll die here if we fell off the cliff, the height was too high. The sun shone brightly at my face making me winced so I have to look down with the sight of her scared face at me and the deep cliff we’re about to fall to. But there’s no way I’d let go. As long as my arm isn’t torn yet I’d keep holding on and think of something.

Think Nathan, think! Nathan you’re smart you can do this. My inner self is telling me. I’m the intelligent guy here, the athletic student the school is so proud of together with my poor mom. There’s got to be something, damn it. My hand is slipping, I grabbed on tighter.

“Nathan just let go!” she slowly pronounced the words to me, tears streaming down her eyes.

“No!” I shouted at her “no way!” she kept repeating that I should just let go but as I said before: no fucking way. I got pissed off and snapped “why the hell do you want me to let go? And I thought you trust me, why’d you run away?” She kept on crying then sniffed. She was murmuring something. “What?” I yelled at her.

She hesitated and still said “let go!” I grabbed her hand tighter to show her I’m not letting go.

“Stop the shit” was what I told her.

“You’d kill me anyway” oh so she’s thinking of that, huh.

Darn “I won’t kill you, didn’t I tell you that? And if I let go, you’d still die dumb ass!”

“At least you won’t rape me”

Huh-what? “if I want to rape you, I would’ve barged onto the bathroom when you were taking a bath yesterday and fuck you last night a hundred times on the bed” oops, wrong thing to say, she looked more scared now.

She screamed and swayed her body, screaming “let go!”

How many times do I have to repeat, no way? She put her hand at the back of her jeans and pulled something out, a knife. Wait! Is she going to cut off my hand? Illogical, the knife is too small to cut through my bones. I noticed its one of our kitchen knife; I think she really planned the escaping. But what is she going to do with the knife?

I got my answer fast, very actually. And I didn’t like it with pure certainty that you wouldn’t like it either.

She plunged the knife at the back of my palm and it bled, fresh, red blood seeping out through the wound dropping at her pale face as she said calmly in a wry smile and sweet tone “let go”

My hand shivered in pain. I could feel her hand slipping out of my hand as the pain of the wound traveled to every part of my body and hit my brain. And the images of the cat, bloody, flashed back at me. The eyes of Anthony Blake kept flashing back, his laughter ringing through my ears, my head throbbed in pain. It hurts like hell. She’s slipping out and my vision blurred but I’m sure, so sure she’s smiling, not a mocking smile but a sweet one. I held tighter. She frowned and snapped.

“Why don’t you just let go? I killed your father even your older sister!”

That hit me and shot her an angry look “what?” I said through gritted teeth.

The sun shone on my face, making me winced, so I need to look at my left. Two good news hit me right then. First is, I don’t have to see her crying face. The second is I just found a way to get us out of here. But there’s also bad news, we only got one chance and it’s in for only 50%. I just noticed it right now. A road looking kind of land surrounding the side of the cliff though it‘s only two feet wide. I traced it with my eyes and fond out that it extended below us and further as Krizzella kept on screaming that she killed my father and older sister. But that would have to wait later for I swear I wouldn’t last long hanging from a tree branch anymore as she plunged the knife again for the third time.

So my hand slipped and I let go of the tree branch and we both fell.

I expected that we’d fall on it. I know we’ll get broken bones but I didn’t mind that. We did fall on it. Krizzella fell first on her butt and I landed to her left, when crack! The piece of land broke! I grabbed her hand and swung my arm to my side. This was my left hand! The hand she stabbed three times, but even before I could think of anything else to do, my hand slipped off causing some debris to fall. But the goddess of luck smiled upon us, the cliff dropped down diagonally. We slide down the cliff and stop when we landed on another road looking kind of land that surrounded the cliff, this was better and stronger as its 5 feet wide and it didn’t hang. And now we’re just as high as the tree tops. I look up and saw that this cliff resembles a stair, a giant could use it.

I plan on going down the cliff more till we reach the ground and find a way back up. But I thought of what she said before we fell off and it’s time to hear the whole story out.

“Tell me” I hissed at her. Krizzella buried her face on her arms. “Tell me, now” I hissed at her again.

She looked up at me with teary eyes and whispered “it’s my fault and he’s going to kill me….

It was during a party I met Natalie. At first I didn’t recognized her on the picture since she was so young but thinking about it now I’m sure it’s her, the princess of the party that night. Everybody knew her, she was so popular. She usually hangs around her clique. I got the chance to talk to her though when she snuck from the party to the bathroom. She told me how much fun the party is and that she had a younger brother. She called her Nath”

That’s me for sure. Ever since I was a kid she had called me that and she’s the only person who called me Nath.

She continued “then she came out of the party with a guy named Terrence. I know Terrence is his name cause I heard Nathalie called him. They both entered a black car; I bet they were making out. I learned from my other friends that she’s going out with Terrence Fitzgerald. Then we were talking about Terrence and I pointed at the black car and said it was Terrence’s. Anthony Blake heard it and asked to confirm. I told him. Big mistake I did because that wasn’t Terrence’s car but Nathalie’s. After the party I went back home and rode on Ella’s car together with Jane, Rica and Clarice. The next thing we knew, we were looking at a car in flames a block away from Lauren Square at Ryan Street of the same date as yesterday, a year ago. We were shock at the sight but I remember that car, the car I stared at more than a hundred times, Nathalie’s black car. I told them to get going and even felt myself a bit hysterical. And on the side view mirror I saw Anthony Blake’s reflection breathing hard and looking at me with cold eyes.”

My sister stopped at dad’s workplace to pick him up so they could both go home. That’s why they both died at the same car accident.

“The next day I was threatened by him, that sooner or later I’m going to die along with my friends who were in the car. I can’t say it to my father because of the shock. And just then Rica died, the first victim of the series of murder and rape happening in the city. I told everything to my dad and testified on the case. And with my dad‘s power I was given protection and nobody knew that I was the person who gave the testimony. My father understood my fear and said he’d do something about it. From further investigation he was charged guilty of tampering the break. But no evidence was found that he raped and killed Rica. He was about to be given capital punishment when he… when he…”

Her voice trailed off and I continued what she was about to say “when he committed suicide.”

She nodded and went on, crying “he committed suicide. No suicide note was found. Some people were actually happy, since they thought that he was a psycho kid. They found out he did many stupid stuff like hacking, drugs and other things, smart but crazy. They were happy for they also thought that he was really the one who raped Rica until 3 months prior to Anthony‘s death…. One of my friends was again raped and killed in the same way, Jane. Dad asked me if I knew something but said no. The odd thing was Jane died earlier and all the evidence left point out to Anthony. So they concluded that somebody raped and kill Rica. The killing continued and I don’t know who could have done it and why us. Ella was next after 5 months when Jane’s body was found. I’m not close to the other girl and only met her on the party but when she died that’s when I knew her name. Clarice was the fourth victim and as the police investigation said you were the suspect. “

“The police investigation is wrong. They used me as a scapegoat.” I interrupted her.

She hesitated but continued on “if I just said ‘I don’t know’ to Anthony none of those could have happened. I hate myself”

I don’t know what to say anymore. Yeah, she did play a part at my sister and father’s death but not really her fault. But if I add it up all together what the police told me, what I found out about the case myself and what she told me, something still didn’t come up.

But before any of this thinking, I need to figure out how to get out of this. I can’t let us stay here. Even with the sun out the breeze is still pretty chilly. I need to rest too; my head still throbbed in pain. So I quickly look around me and found only one way out. We have to go down the cliff that descends diagonally till we reach the ground. It’s a big risk for me and a bigger risk for Krizzella.

But we’ve got to try because there’s no other way.

I held out my hand and said “it descends diagonally, that’s luck for us. We’ve got to go down till we reach the ground. Whether we like it or not we have to. There’s no other way out.”

She was surprised at what I said. Maybe because she was expecting me to get angry but I didn’t. Why? Because it really isn’t her fault and maybe because I got that shocked in me that my sister went out with Terrence Fitzgerald, the guy she hated so much. Why? Or is Krizzella lying to me? Then why use Terrence? Or is it------- wait, thinking would be later. I shook my head and grab her hand and started to go down.

We step on boulders of rocks and anything we basically can step on. We went down silently. No words from both of us. I’m glad for that since I don’t know what to say when she says something. I’m glad since I could listen to the sound of the birds chirping, it kind of calm me down from all the stress and the thoughts trying to pop up in my mind.

We reach the ground and still no one of us spoke. I look around me to decide where to go first. We need to get back home soon. I need to treat my hand that was stabbed three times. It’s still bleeding. So I let go of her hand and tore my left long sleeve. I tied it up around my wounds.

“I’ll do it” she said. She took the piece of cloth and tied it. “I’m sorry for stabbing you” she apologized with sincerity.

I still don’t know what to say. So I ignored it. I can’t say ‘oh no that’s fine’ since my wounds definitely isn’t fine at all. I can’t say forget it either.

I grab her hand again walk in to the forest hoping to find our way out. But we have to go back to the top so I told her to climb the rocky cliff we found after walking for what seemed like hours.

She started climbing without hesitation but I saw the grimaced in her face.

“Are you all right?” I asked

“y-yeah” she replied with a waver on her voice.

Something is wrong with her. I looked up at her struggling to climb the cliff and my eyes settled at her ankles. Shit! It’s swollen.

“you’re ank-” my words were interrupted as she slipped and fell. I caught her immediately and hugged her tightly till we dropped with my back on the ground. Holy fucking mother! I hope I didn’t break my spine. It’s just 6 feet. 6 feet. Ouch! People might say I’m a wuss for saying this but…. Mom help!

Well, I’ve run for so long, almost got bitten by a snake, fell off a cliff and got my hand stabbed three times just to end up dropping on the ground with a girl on top of me as an additional weight. With all the pain and stressed of what the fuck I just heard I let out a scream.

I stayed lying on the ground without moving. That’s why she might’ve misunderstood it when she asked me.

“Nathan, are you alright?” long pause, I didn’t answer. Then she questioned me again but this time crying “your not dead are you?” shit! Of course not.

“I’m fine” I said and started to stand up and she, too, stand up.

I sat there for what like a couple of minutes and beckoned to her to go on my back. She stared at me like I’m some kind of a lunatic. Guess she knew what I was thinking.

“NO” was her reply.

“YES” was what I insisted.

I looked at her with confidence and superiority. She rode on my back in the end. Of course, yes. She doesn’t have a any other choice. Her ankle is fractured. When will this torture end? Good thing I took martial arts so my body is pretty strong. Or so I thought. As I was climbing I felt all the pain shot through every cell in my body. I’ll repeat again, when will all of this torture end for good?

to be continued.....

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you might not fully understand the story of Krizzella in here...
but that's because she didn't explained all the details.... so wait for the next half of this chapter....
and also this mystery would be like fitting together one huge puzzle, so i hope you don't get confused...
in advance thanks for reading.....

and by the way just to add up... i have a cousin and my aunt ask me a name for her... i said Krizzella.. and they indeed named her Krizzella....
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omg new chapter pleassseeeeee?????????? +_+
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this is like a mix of mystery and thriller with a touch of.. . . . .Romance?
well, this was written in the first person point of view so knowing the other people's personality that are involve in the crime would be hard and the readers only have to rely on the main characters. so, this story seems like it's just going to be between them.
still, great read.
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new chapter!! don't stop!!! i've missed reading this story...
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