Posts by ChiChan

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    [size=9pt]I woke up on monday morning in the same place I had fell asleep, clutching my sister picture tightly in my hands. 'I guess mum and dad haven't come home yet,' I thought to myself. It wasn't surprising, they were often travelling because of their job so they were barely ever home. I looked at the clock hang on the wall and saw that it was already 9am. 'Well, no point in going to school now.'
    I got up and began to clean up the mess I had made. About two hours and fifteen bandages later I had finished. I quickly ate breakfast, grabbed a piece of paper and wrote,
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    Come to my house. We need to talk.
    -Daryn


    [size=9pt]I ran all the way down to the radio station and asked the person at the front desk to give the note to Aspen.[/size]

    [size=9pt]I paced back and forth, thinking of what to say, until I heard a knocking sound coming from the front door. Walking slowly, I turned the door knob and came face to face with Aspen. I stepped to the side quickly to allow her to enter, then I sat down on the couch and she sat down opposite me. I could tell she was uncomfortable by the way she was sitting.
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    [size=9pt]I was silent for a few seconds but then I took a deep breath and whispered, "I... I'm sorry. About everything. I was an asshole to you and I never took the chance to get to know you." I was shaking from nervousness at how she would react. "I know you probably can't forgive me, but... I'm sorry."[/size]

    [size=9pt]I gasped as she started crying and turned away from me. 'She looks kind of... cute,' I thought to myself. 'Wait, what am I thinking?!'
    I felt my heart sink as she continued to cry and I quickly stood up, walking over to her. "Aspen... are you ok...?" I asked quietly as I leaned forward to wipe the tears rolling down her cheeks.
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    [size=9pt]I paused as she flinched away from me. I pulled away from her, worried that something was wrong. "Aspen?" I felt a small ache in my chest as I stared at her shaking figure. I clenched my fists and suddenly remembered the little episode I had last night when I got home. I winced slightly as a few of the forgotten wounds on my hands tore open again.[/size]

    [size=9pt]I felt as if my heart had stopped beating. I couldn't breathe. Those few words...
    "You scare me."
    Those few simple words...
    "I'm scared you are going to just hurt me all over again."
    My whole body went numb as I stared, frozen, at her. The pain I had felt in my hands disappeared and I balled them into fists again, my hands shaking from the pressure. I lost all reasonable thinking in that moment. "Why... I already said sorry didn't I?!" I could no longer control myself as I began yelling, my hands flying about in wild gestures. "Was it not good enough for you?! Was I not sincere enough for you?! I'M SORRY, OK! WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?!"
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    [size=9pt]I couldn't believe it. I had lost my temper, big time. I stood there, trying to calm myself down as I stared at the door she had stormed out of just seconds ago. 'What have I done?' I mentally asked myself as I took in some deep breaths. 'I wanted to make it better but I just ended up making it a shit-load worse...' I slumped down onto the couch she had been sitting on just moments ago and fell asleep. I didn't care what the time was, I was exhausted.[/size]

    [size=9pt]I woke up and began to think of what to do. I couldn't just keep skipping school. I wasn't sure what to do. Quickly wrapping my hands in bandages, I reluctantly packed my schoolbag and grabbed a piece of paper. I was going to go past the station on my way to school so i might as well leave a note for her. I quickly wrote down just two words, ran by the radio station and dropped it off. I knew she wouldn't forgive me, but I just had to tell her one more time.
    I'm sorry.
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    [size=9pt]The last bell finally rang signalling the end of school for the day. I walked out of the school gates thinking about what the teacher had said.
    "Aspen will no longer be a student here. Her father is having her homeschooled."
    I honestly didn't know what to do anymore. I had to do something. I would do anything for her to forgive me! I thought it over and decided to try one last tactic. 'Ill make sure she forgives me!'
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