Poetry [So Close, Yet So Far]

So Close, Yet So Far
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I'm running down the road,
Everything's out of my reach,
I keep running,
I'm trying to stay on my feet,
And I keep trying,
It's still out of reach,
Trying to reach that door,
But it's never in my grasp,
It all keeps slipping away,
My hopes, my dreams,
Slipping and so far,
I'm getting closer,
And yet, it's so far away...

♥ ObsessionWithASlytherin: Over and Out

Poetry [Free Falling]

Free Falling
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I'm free falling,
Tripping over the rocks and cracks,
Stumbling over my words,
All when I see your face.

I'm free falling,
You're mushing up my mind,
You're making me forget what I was gonna say,
All when you look at me.

I'm free falling,
My heart's racing,
My face's blushing,
All when you told me you loved me.

♥ ObsessionWithASlytherin: Over and Out

Poetry [I'm Alone]

I'm Alone
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So what now,
Now that I'm alone,
Now that you've cleaved me apart,
Noe you're with them,
Now I'm alone,
So what will you do now,
Will you proceed in tearing me apart?
You're with them,
I'm alone,
You broke me apart,
Lied to me, faked to me,
I have no way to break free,
Now I'm alone,
You're in the distance,
What now, what about later?
You walked away,
I'm all alone,
A lonely spectator in the distance...

♥ ObsessionWithASlytherin: Over and Out

Poetry [Find The Words]

Find the Words
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I can't seem to find the words,
And tell you the truth,
I'll hide it inside,
For fear of what you might say,
You can't see the little faked smile,
And I wonder if you know me at all,
I'm searching inside,
To somehow relieve this pain,
And I can't seem to cry,
For fear of rejection,
I'm trying to say,
Something and nothing comes out,
Maybe I'll find a way,
To finally say,
How sick I am of pretending...

♥ ObsessionWithASlytherin: Over and Out

Poetry [Stand]

Stand
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She's down on her knees,
Tears streaking down,
Her worst fears are all coming true,
And she hopes that the rain can wash them out,
But if you'd just take my hand;
Just make a stand,
I can show you a world,
A new world,
And I can help you,
I'd stay by your side,
So just stand...

Confessions [Prologue]

[Confessions]Prologue: How To Tell You...? ♥
**NewSeries!! iWill Still be writing The Love Bet ♥ though!! >:
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I didn't know how to tell you this. Believe me, I really didn't. If I did maybe we'd still be together instead of having me run away from you, instead of having me hide from you. I want to be with you, to have you hold me in your arms, even now, after all those lies I told you. After hurting you so much, after tearing you apart and watching you tear me apart...

That's what leads me to being here now, writing these last words before I am finally hunted down and killed. Because I'm evil. Because... because I've done something so terribly wrong and because I have harmed others... I need to finish writing this before they find me and they'll finally hunt me down and I'll be killed. I deserve this fate, I know I do. But... I need to tell you everything, tell you everything before they find me and kill me off. And I write this now with deep regret.

I am evil. I can't believe what I am. It's all my fault and the world is in chaos. Soon the darkness will claim your world too. I was so stupid, so foolish. Because I fell so, so, so hopelessly in love... in love with you...

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Comments in the right hand side. :3 Comments are appreciated. Criticism is welcomed.
♥ ObsessionWithASlytherin: Over and Out.

Short Story [Tears in Her Eyes]

Short Story [Tears in Her Eyes]
** Must upload next chappie of Love Bet soon!! ><
*Comments go into the chatbox on the right side. :3
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She looked up at the skies, begging for her tears to stop welling up and stop trying to fall. Next to her was the boy she thought she'd always love, always stay with. He was lying on the grass next to her but she was sitting, her arms around her legs as she pulled her knees closer to her dress. Then there was the sound of his phone, the ringing echoed in her ears.

"Why aren't you picking up the phone?" she whispered softly.
"Um..." he tried to find the words as his phone rang loudly, the only sound in the silent, cool night.
"It's her isn't it?" she asked as the ringing mocked her, made her wish for her to be everything the girl he loved now was.
"I-," he tried again, but the ringing stopped, and he stopped as well.
"Call her back, it's alright with me," she said as she avoided his brown-eyed gaze.
"Are you sure, Liz, I don't have-," he started.
"Dan, just go, just... go call her back," she finally managed to say as he got up from the ground and walked a little bit away, just so that she was out of ear shot.

She didn't want to cry, he knew that. He saw the green eyes of hers glistening in the moonlight, but he didn't want to believe that he hurt her. She didn't want him to believe that either. But if only, if only he knew, if only he knew that she had loved him for real, had a whole future set ahead and all of the plans included him. But he didn't, and now, she'd never tell...

He was walking back, across the cool green grass lawn as she continued to look up at the pitch black night that was set aflame by the twinkling stars. It was a romantic scene, the trees that arched gracefully and the boy and girl there. But all love was gone, only two friends trying to hold onto their friendship as best as possible only to fail.

"You have to go, don't you?" she asked.
"I'm sorry Liz, I'll make it up to you," he promised with sorrow.
"No, I understand, you have to watch her, go on, I'll be fine," she said in a monotone voice, a dead voice.
"But-," he started.
"No, I totally get it, just go," she said as he walked towards his car and when she heard the engine in the distant, she broke down and cried.

There were tears in her eyes, every day afterwards. She walked with a shadow over her emotions. She didn't know what to say anymore, or what to do. She looked straight ahead the next day, and saw him. His arm around the girl's shoulders and she remember, it used to be me. She walked away, at least, thats what everyone thought. Each step was another piece her heart was being ripped away, each second of living without him was another stab. She didn't know what to do and he looked at her later. He looked into her eyes, and the two of them saw the same thing. They both saw Elizabeth with tears in her eyes and the ghost of the happy girl she used to be.

She walked away, far away and she hoped to never come back, but misery followed and as she walked she cried, the tears she told herself she'd hold in fell, and she cried till tears were no longer in her green eyes. Till she told herself she'd hold it all in till it was time to cry again... and she didn't know what to do, so lost and so confused...

Short Story: [iThink iLove You...]

Short Story: I Think I Love You...
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She's sitting there, she's not that far away from him. And he glances at her every once in a while but she's too busy, she's too lost in thought. She's always lost in thought, lost in her own little world. But something about her enticed him, led him towards her...

"Miss Wilderson, please pay more attention," the teacher, who was probably underpaid or not being paid enought for what he had to deal with everyday, sighed.

Her head snapped up and she dropped her pencil on the desk. She was drawing something. She always was. He looked at her. Her face was a bright red, flushed in embarrasment. She looked at the board as the teacher once again began to go more indepth about the joys of nature and something else about Biology that went into the boy's right ear and out the left.

Daniella always sat by the window. And the boy a few seats behind her. He never really saw her face though, only the back of her head. Or maybe more like her hair. Her long golden hair that fell down in unruly curls that looked nice on her. He was staring at her, he kenw he was. All his friends knew about this little crush and soon the professor shouting his name brought him back to Earth.

Before Thomas knew it, Daniella pulled a chair up next to him and opened up her science textbook. He was confused. What had the old fart been talking about again?

"Um... so what do you want to do the project on?" Daniella said in her normal soft voice.
"What project?" Thomas looked around in confusion.
"The science project... you know... the term project...?" she asked in confusion as he remembered it as something or another.
"Oh... um..." Thomas stammered. It seemed as if he lost his thinking ability whenever he was around her.
"It's okay, we can just brainstorm soe ideas, jot it down on seperate papers, mark it off as what we want to do and give it back to each other and then decide," Daniella suggested as Thomas shrugged and they got to work.

Daniella sat down at her desk ready to do her homework. She pulled out her Biology homework and remembered the project. Pulling out the lined paper she marked off the ones she hated in red and flipped over to the back.

"I Think I Love You..."

The paper flew onto the floor as she released it and her phone started to ring. She picked it up and held it to her ear. In her normal soft voice she greeted the person.

"Hey, did you get the Biology project thing?" Thomas asked nervously.
"Yea..." Daniella said nervously.
"Can you tell me what I wrote for the last five words?" he asked.

After a moment of silence, Daniella gathered up her courage and took a deep breath. A blush on her face that no one was around to witness, and her wits gathered.

"I think I love you," she said finally as he smiled to himself.
"Me too..." he said before the two hung up.

It each left the other wondering. What did this mean now...?

SongFic: [Tonight]

SongFic: Tonight
*Song: Tonight
*Artist: FM Static.
**iReally like the song and a little plot dragon flew into my head so here's the outcome!! :] Comments in the box on the right hand side. :o
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I watched as the rain fell. The soft calm rain, the sounds of the rain hitting the window pane as I watched it hit against the glass. A car drove by and I sighed, the lights shone in the darkness of the night and I had no idea why I wasn't asleep like the rest of the city. I closed my eyes and wiped away a tear.

I remember how we used to be together and the times we shared. I wonder if you remember about all those times...

I remember the times we spent together
on those drives
We had a million questions
all about our lives
and when we got to New York
everything felt right
I wish you were here with me
tonight

The radio played on as I was lost in thought. I pulled on my sneakers and opened the door. I forgot about my jacket and grabbed my keys before slamming the door behind me. I looked at the city streets, the rain soaking me. I ran away, running and wishing you were there...

I remember the days we spent together
were not enough
and it used to feel like dreamin'
except we always woke up
Never thought not having you
here now would hurt so much

I kept running. More memories hitting me. Can't you see? Sometimes you'd be asleep and I'd stay awake just to watch you sleep. You always looked like an angel when you were asleep. And I told you that I'd be alright when you were gone. It was such a lie...

Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you
I can just look up
and know the stars are
holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight

Why I was so stupid, that was a question that I had no answer to. I let my tears mix with the rain as I continued to run. The song played in my mind and I looked up. If only you could see. The city lights drowned out the stars. But I thought I could make out one or two.

I remember the time you told me about when you were eight
And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait
I remember the car you were last seen in
and the games we would play
All the times we spilled our coffees
and stayed out way too late
I remember the time you told me about your Jesus
and how not to look back even if no one believes us
When it hurt so bad sometimes
not having you here

I looked around. I ran across the street. Everyone looked like you at the moment. I didn't know it would hurt like this. I told you that I'd be fine if you left me. What a fool. I stumbled upon the shop we ate together in, the one with the killer coffee and biscotti you loved. I grabbed the parking meter to keep my balance and ran again. I ran past the church you made me go to with you...

I sing,
"Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you
I can just look up
and know the stars are
holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight"

I run all the way to park and I fall. Where are you? Why aren't you here to help me up? I let myself cry, regardless of the fact that crying was a sign of weakness. I felt that wrenching pain on my heart and the rain stops.

I sing,
"Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you
I can just look up
and know the stars are
holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight"

I continue to cry though and I pull myself back up and closed my eyes. I think I can see you sometimes. And, my love, I miss you... Where are you? The stars hold the answers. You told me that I should just look up at the sky if I missed you. I miss you more than ever now. You're gone. Amongst the stars. And I know that if I were to drive out to the countryside, I'd see them and I'd know you're the one that shines the brightest.

I walked over to the slab of stone, the one that has an angel gril perched upon it and I run my fingers across the engraved name. Belle I miss you... my love... and someday... I'll join you. I look up at the sky, the heavens beyond and I know that everytime, you'll be there to help me if I fall. Because you're watching me, the stars are with you, smiling with you and I know that you're going to be here with me... for the rest of my life...

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Soo...?

Poetry [She's That Girl]

Poetry [She's That Girl]
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She's that girl,
The one people walk by and don't look twice at,
And she's the girl that no one see's,
And she's that girl that you say hi to,
She's the girl that doesn't talk,
And she's that girl that's always faking a smile,
She's the girl that everyone asks for help,
Because we know she won't judge them,
And she's the girl that's realy quiet,
And never speaks above a whisper,
And she's that girl,
With the cuts on her arms,
And everyone assumes she's emo,
She's that girl who doesn't know what to do with life,
And she's the girl nobody really likes,
She's the girl that's sweet and caring,
She's that girl,
That type of girl who never really has a thing,
And what everyone doesn't know,
Is that, that girl is me...

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**No real meaning, iJust like it. o.o;;

Poetry [It Still Hurts]

Poetry [It Still Hurts]
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You've rubbed salt into my wounds,
And it hurts more than ever,
I hear you talking about your day,
And you're happier than ever,
I look up at the ceiling,
And I try to hold back tears,
But something still slips out that I try to hide,
A little piece inside me dies,
You're never there,
You're always elsewhere,
And I just want to let you know,
That though we don't talk,
Though we don't glance at each other,
It still hurts to see you so happy,
So carefree,
And I wonder,
I just wonder where did it all go wrong...

The Love Bet: Part 24 ♥

The Love Bet; Part 24
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Do you know how it feels to scream but no one hears you? Even when you cry? That was Mariete. Her sobs couldn't be heard, her throat was getting dry from all the shouting and yelling, her shoes were scuffed from attempting to kick open the door, her feet sore, her hands were red from hitting at the door that held her captive and her eyes hurt from crying. No one heard a word though, they had all gone out leaving Mariete alone.

Mariete looked at the analog clock on her wall, it ticked by slowly, so slow... Then the short hand hit the three and the long hand at the twelve. School had ended. She waited, staring at the clock, hoping to be released when there was a rattle on the doorknob and the door simply swung open.

"Yes, Derrick, I know you're an idiot sometimes," the girl giggle girlishly, "shut up!" the girl said though she was obviously not irritated with Derrick at all, "I'll see you tomorrow," the girl smiled, "bye, I love you too," the girl cooed before snapping her phone, no, Mariete's phone, shut.
"Give that back!" Mariete said as she lunged for it and the girl held it out of reach.
"What makes you think I'll do that?" the blue eyed girl smirked.
"Who are you, and what are you doing with my life?!" Mariete asked.
"You don't remember?" the girl asked as there was a knock on the door and Mariete's mother walked in just as the girl pushed Mariete into the closet and locked it, "hey mum, what's up?" the girl asked in a disgustingly cheerful voice.
"How was school today, Mariete?" her mother asked.
"Oh, it was absolutely wonderful," the girl gushed.
"That's great," her mother nodded then looked at her eyes with confusion, "but sweetheart, when were your eyes... blue? Aren't they green?" her mother asked fearfully.
"No, they were blue, you must've mixed them up with someone else's," the girl laughed to hide her nervousness.
"Of, course, you're probably right," the mother smiled to hide her uneasiness before closing the bedroom door, "but Mariete's eyes were always green like mine... Valerie's were always blue like her father's..." she whispered to herself as she shook her head, she was probably just seeing things...

Mariete banged on the closet and finally she was released. She took a deep breath and looked at the girl, glaring at her and she clutched her chest.

"You're Valerie aren't you? Why are you pretending to be me?" Mariete asked.
"OF course I'm Valerie, you see, dear sister, you're in the way and besides... didn't you try to kill me?" snarled the girl as Mariete's eyes opened wide.
"I never-," Mariete started.
"tried to kill me? OF course you have, it just didn't work, but you see, you were almost killed too in one of your plans, so who was hidden away?" Valerie asked, "ME!" Valerie snapped, "So, you're going to be hidden away too and I'll be the controller of your life now," Valerie said sweetly and Mariete felt chills going down her spines, "You'll be a prisioner as I have, and you better get used to it, because I'm going to royally screw up your life!" Valerie smirked before shoving her younger sister into the closet and locking it, "don't worry, you'l still be able to breathe," the blue eyed girl cackled before leaving the room...

Poetry [Be By Your Side]

Poetry: Be By Your Side
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Sweetheart, did you know,
That I will never ever let go,
And,
My princess don't you stress,
Because you're the thing that's always on my mind,
So baby don't you cry,
I'll hold you in my arms tonight,
And don't you worry bout anything,
Because I will always be by your side,
MY love don't you say goodbye,
It'll send tears rolling down from your eyes,
And don't you ever stree,
Because I'll always be by your side,
Never let this love go,
Because you're the one I want to hold,
And if you were to ever leave,
I'll hope you know,
I'll always be by your side...

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** Yes, i know it sounds weird that I'm writing this, seeing as I am a girl, but this is in a guy's perspective seeing how i don't write anything where the guy is like the main character and the whatnot. lolz. this came up randomly. thought it was good. :D

Poetry [Bittersweet Memories]

Poetry: Bittersweet Memories
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** Note: I am going to start labeling each post now for the title. Because my template doesn't show the titles and all. ;o
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Those bittersweet memoeies,
Fresh in my mind,
Those tears that slide down my cheeks,
Are salty and sour when they reach my lips,
That sad, sorrowful song,
Plays over in my mind,
And I have no idea what to do,
Since you walked out of my life,
Your short, simple notes,
Full of joy and happiness,
Has left a hole in my life,
And mocked my existence,
And I still remember,
Those sweet summer nights,
The kisses in the rain,
And the light in your eyes,
And all those memories,
Are all so sweet,
So bitter,
My bittersweet memories,
Forever mine to keep,
AS you walk out of my life,
With out a backward glance.

The Love Bet: Part 23 ♥

The Love Bet; Part 23
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"Hey mom, are you going to my competition next week on Friday?" Valerie asked as her hair bobbed in a ponytail.
"Have I ever missed one?" the mother said, smiling from ear to ear.
"Mom, next Friday is the school play," Mariete said as she tugged on her mother's sleeve.
"Mariete, don't be so selfish," Valerie said as she looked pitifully at her younger sister.
"It's not fair," Mariete muttered under her breath as Valerie bent down to whisper in the 6 year old's ear.
"Life isn't fair," she whispered before straightening up and walking with more grace and more poise than Mariete would probably ever carry, and as she walked, her hair bobbed, up and down it went...

Mariete woke up once more. She had all these weird dreams at night. All dreams were complicated, but in this dream, it felt so real. In this dream she felt as if that had actually happened. Mariete laughed out loud, that couldn't have ever happened, it was just a dreams.

Mariete might've thought that dreams once came true, but now, she no longer believed it. She looked out the window, little flecks of snow danced their way onto the ground like flower petals in the wind. She looked at the white snow, looking out her window, and sighed. Mariete looked at the time, almost time for school.

Pulling on the white button up shirt and the simple black tie, she pondered about those dreams of hers. She grabbed the black sweater vest and pulled it over the top, the colar peeking out with the tie from the v-necked sweater, and just the bottom of the shirt showing from the bottom. Mariete struggled to pull on the black skirt and pulled on some stockings to cover it. Mariete looked in mirror, somehow today she felt different, looked different. She walked towards the door and turned the doorknob. It didn't turn...

Marite looked at it with shock. She looked out the window. A girl was walking into her parent's car. Who was she?!? The girl had wavy brown hair too, though it was obviously died, at least to Mariete it was. The girl looked at the balcony, where Mariete was standing, and smirked, her icy blue eyes flashed before entering there at last. Somehow, without even wondering, she knew who that girl was, a little cold winter's wind comfirmed her suspicions. [A.N. I spelled that wrong didn't I?] The wind whispered her name out loud, no... it couldn't be...
Valerie...

Poetry [Don't Wanna Keep Those Memories]

I don't wanna look back sometimes,
And I don't wanna break down in tears,
I don't have a choice sometimes,
And I really hate it,
I don't wanna keep all those memories,
When they hurt so much inside,
I 'm sick and tired of it,
When all I end up doing,
Is cry...
I wish sometimes,
On the stars on my ceilings,
I cry sometimes,
And hope someone's listening,
Because I really don't wanna,
I really don't wanna keep all those memories,
No matter how precious,
And I really don't like looking back and crying,
When I told myself,
That I wouldn't cry...
And I laugh,
And I fall,
I tear up and wanna die,
When I look at those memories,
And sometimes I just don't wanna,
I don't wanna keep those memories...

Poetry [The Song Keeps Playing]

I'm walking down the street,
All the way to fifth avenue,
The song plays in my head,

I close both locks below the window
I close both blinds and turn away
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes good bye's the only way

And I kick up the dried leaf,
And a pebble or two,
I keep walking,
Past the dog,
And past that deli,
I walked down the grey pavement,
And the song keeps playing,

And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey

I keep walking,
And the song keeps playing,
Two minutes pass,
And I'm still not there,
And the chorus repeats in my head,
Another minutes flies,
And the song is over,
Only to be replaced,
But I didn't cry,
No matter how much it hurt,
And I forced that smile,
And the song keeps playing,
I kick up a leaf,
And I kick another pebble,
I keep walking,
And as I reach fifth avenue,
I pull the device out of my pocket,
And type words I'll never say,
And I slip back in,
And press pause,
Wishing like the song,
I could pause my life for a moment...

And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you

What I thought was a dream
A mirage
Was as real as it seemed
A privilege
When I wanted to tell you
I made a mistake
I walked away

And I closed my eyes,
For a second,
And the songs stopped playing,
And I looked up,
All of that,
Walking to fifth avenue,
With no goal in mind...

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Song(s):
Shadow of the Day- Linkin Park
Gomenasai- t.A.T.u.

The Love Bet: Part 22 ♥

"Hey mom, I got the best grade in class today," Mariete beamed from ear to ear.
"Oh, that's nice," her mom said as she mixed the batter.
"Hey mom, today the best thing happened!" Valerie smiled from ear to ear, "I'm cheerleading captain!"
"Oh, that's great!" her mom said with more enthusiasm.
"I know! I can't wait!" Valerie said contently as he dipped her finger into the bowl to get a taste.
"Mom, my teacher said I'm the smartest in the class," Mariete added as she tried to keep the attention on her.
"Mom, guess what?" Valerie said, deliberatly keeping the spotlight, "I won first place in the gymnastic competition too!"
"That's great, we have to go celebrate!" her mom said happily as Mariete struggled to steady her trembling lip and jumped off the kitchen stool and back to her room and turned once only to see her elder sister blow her a kiss and smirk.

"Good morning Mariete, how are you feeling?" her mom asked cheerfully as she smiled.
"I'm doing great," Mariete lied.
"That's nice," her mother said.
"Mariete, Victor called," her dad piped up.
"I'll call him later, I need to catch up on school work," Mariete said dismissively before grabbing a plate of breakfast and bounding up the stairs to her computer.

It was a nice morning, it waqs a nice Sunday morning. She placed the plate on her desk and picked up a piece of toast and bit down on it before going outside to retrieve her artwork. Her finished artwork. She looked at the blue sky, dabbed with all the right shades, her used paint. And frowned, she didn't remember doing any of it. Then she saw a post it note flutter to the ground.

'Sorry, I finished the picture. Couldn't help it. -Victor'

For some reason, Mariete didn't mind. She was grateful that it was Victor who finished the picture. Then her forgotten cell phone vibrated loudly on her desk and she walked over to it.

'Hey Mariete, how are you feeling?'

Mariete smiled faintly and thumbed back a reply and turned on her computer. Then her computer flashed to life and she smiled. She opened a folder on her desktop (labeled Schemes) and she opened the document labeled The Love Bet. She was going to make Derrick pay no matter what and an email popped up. She double clicked on it.

To: iMariete.Welsh@hotmail.com [Mariete Welsh]
From: ValiantVal@aol.com

Don't you ever forget your past, I'm still watching you...

Mariete shivered and went back to typing. When her door opened to reveal Victor. She minimized the document and smiled at him.

"Hey Victor, what are you doing here?" Mariete said casually.
"Just checking up and trying to make sure you don't hit your head again," Victor teased.
"It wasn't funny!" Mariete protested.
"It wasn't, it was kinda scary," Victor admitted.
"I need to bring this down, I'll be right back," Mariete promised as she signaled at her plate.
"Sure," he shrugged as Mariete smiled and walked out the door.

Then Victor looked at the computer, there was a tab. The love bet? Victor's curiousity got the best of him and he maximized it once more. And read the whole document, eyes ripping across the page. Jaw dropping. He was shocked. And then he heard footsteps, someone was coming. And he minimized it once more and Mariete came in smiling.

"I have to go, my mom just called," Victor lied smoothly.
"Oh, okay, see you soon," Mariete said obliviously as he left the house and Mariete had no clue.

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ooooOOOOOoooooo shit. Victor knows everything now!! ;xx
Dun dun dun duuuuuuunnn.
bad chapter anyways. Can't wait till it ends.

The Love Bet: Part 21 ♥

The Love Bet; Part 21
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At the young age of five, Mariete knew many things. She only cared about one thing though and that thing was attention. Mariete loved attention, even as a little kid. But when she was young her parents didn't give her as much attention as they gave to Valerie. Who was Valerie? Valerie was Mariete's older sister, her senor by 6 years. Valerie was the best at everything and Mariete hated it.

Mariete quivered in her sleep.

The young girl hated not being able to do anything about the fact that she couldn't do anything to get them to focus on her. She tried breaking plates, throwing things, and having tantrums, but they didn't care. They scolded her lightly and fawned over her sister as her sister smirked at her.

Mariete raised her hand to hit the invisible force away.

"Mariete, you're never going to be like me, so why don't you just run away?" Valerie said wickedly to her little sister who was glaring with her green eyes as fiercely as she could.
"I hate you! All my friends older sisters are nice!" Mariete yelled at the beauty, slick black hair that shone in all the right lights, the simple flowing waves and the perfect almond shaped blue eyes that looked deadly.
"Good," Valerie said as she went back to brushing her hair.

Mariete batted the air, a tear slid down her face.

"I HATE YOU!" Mariete shouted before lunging and grabbing her sister's throat, squeezing it tightly.

Then Mariete let out a scream.

"I HATE YOU!" Mariete continued, dragging her sister with an unkonwn strength and dragging her to the bathroom which she filled with water and shoved her sister's head into it.
"MARIETE!" a voice called.
"I HATE YOU VALERIE! I HATE YOU! GO DIE!!"

"I hate you Valerie... go die..." Mariete said in her sleep, face stained with tears.
"MARIETE!" a person called and Mariete's eyes flew open, and she batted them getting used to thte light.

The light... she could see again...

[I was gonna stop right here]

"Mariete, are you okay?" Victor's voice penterated her thoughts.
"Victor is that you?" Mariete asked softly, her eyes back to life.
"Yes, it is, are you alright?" Victor asked.
"I can see..." Mariete whispered.

[too lazy, I'm going to end this.]

The Love Bet: Part 20 ♥

The Love Bet; Part 20
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"Harold, why did you take me away from Valerie?" Mariete's mother slurred.
"Sweetie, you're drunk!" he exclaimed with realization.
"No, I'm not," she giggled as she reached towards the door.
"Mr. and Mrs. Welsh?" Victor said nervously, holding a bouquet of flowers, once again, in his hands and looking at the parents.
"Oh, Victor," Mr. Welsh said gruffly looking at the boy.
"Mr. Welsh, this is my friend, Derrick," Victor said as he side stepped to reveal the boy who was picking at his fingernails.
"Another friend of Mariete's?" Harold asked.
"Mr. Welsh, it's nice to see you again," Derrick said, shaking the hand of the man who was once his nerdy girlfriend's father.
"Harold, who's Mariete?" the mother asked, "are they all friends of Valerie's? God knows that she needs someone to talk to..."
"Ms. Welsh, we'll just go right in," Derrick faked a sickeningly sweet smile and opened the door.
"Have fun with Valerie!!" the mother said joyfully as Harold dragged her to the car and left the two teenage boys to talk to Mariete.
"Mr. Welsh, can I talk to you for a moment?" Victor asked as he caught up to the father.
"Of course."

***

"Hey Mariete, remember me?" Derrick asked smirking at the helpless girl in front of him, the girl who was sipping a cup of water.
"Who are you?" Mariete asked coldly, knowing fully well who it was.
"Wanna tell me who Valerie is?" Derrick asked casually.
"I have no idea, Derrick, get out!" Mariete said firmly.
"I'll tell you..." Derrick smiled smugly before walking around the room.

***
"Mr. Welsh, who's Valerie?" Victor asked him seriously.
"No comment," he said before opening the door and helping his wife into the car.
"Mr. Welsh," Victor said.
"Valarie, was our daughter," the older man said before turning away and going into the car.

***
"You see... you had an older sister..." Derrick said slowly as if talking to a three year old.
"I don't have one!" Mariete snapped.
"Not anymore, you don't, but what about before..." Derrick continued.
"SHUT UP! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!!" Mariete shot back, angrily.
"Of course I do, I heard your parents say that you almost..."

***
Victor walked back into the hospital thinking of Mariete. How was she now? Was Mariete feeling better? Could she see? Could she move her arms? Was she still the same? How was she faring with Derrick? Then he stopped, realizing what he had done.

"Fu**," he said under his breath before running into the building.

***
"No, I don't think I'll stop, after all, this was the reason why you came back wasn't it?" Derrick sneered at Mariete.
"Shut up!" Mariete said weakly.
"Tell me, did you enjoy making fun of me? Did you enjoy seeing my reaction?" he growled as he grabbed Mariete's arm.
"You don't know anything!" Mariete, refusing to be portrayed as weak.
"I know a lot of things. You thought you could use my best friend..." Derrick continued looking at the girl who was under his grip.
"Mariete?" Victor asked as he looked inside.
"Yes, bi*ch, tell him everything," Derrick growled, "or I'll tell everything else..."
"I refuse to," Mariete said softly.
"What, sweetie, I didn't here you," Derrick snapped.
"SHUT UP DERRICK!! YOU KNOW WHAT?!?! JUST SHUT UP! LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Mariete wanted to cry and she let a tear slip, the first in weeks.
"So Victor, do you know who Valarie was?" Derrick asked.
"Yea, her older sister..." Victor said looking at Mariete, emotions masked.
"Do you want to know more?" Derrick asked wickedly as Mariete opened her eyes and you could see the emotionless eyes, except the tears...
"No, I don't, let's just go," Victor said roughly, grabbign his friends arm and pulling him away. There was something wrong.

There was a missing piece. Who exactly was Mariete? Who was Valarie? What was Derrick talking about?
***

Mariete blinked. She didn't have to of course. But she somehow knew that there was something wrong with her. She closed her eyes and wished that Derrick was wrong. She really didn't want to use Victor like Derrick had used her. She didn't want to, but right now, it was neccesary. She began to dream, and she hoped that her dreams would lead to the answers she so desperately needed.