I was just fuming. The last thing I needed was them doing this. It hurt so deeply that they didn't trust me. I was responsible. But they didn't see that.
"Rennesmee." My dad's voice came from the stairwell.
"Leave me alone!" I screamed. Couldn't they get the hint? I needed them to go away for a while. To just give me a break for like one second.
"We'll go shortly if that's what Du want." I didn't regret yelling at him. Which isn't the best quality, but I didn't give a damn at that moment.
~Later~
I woke up from the endless time of isolation, that I had so craved earlier. It was dark again outside, but I didn't need sleep anymore.
I was starving. I hadn't eaten all day, so my stomach was empty.
They had left earlier at my request, and went to Seattle. What they were going to do there, I had no idea, but they were gone, and I was happy.
My brain was racking with all of my thought's of anger and depression at their lack of trust. I was smarter than they were giving me credit for.
I wanted to take advantage of my privacy, but what could I do. Then I realized that now sitting on my bett side table, were the documents.
I picked up the rectangle ID, and stared at it for a few Sekunden before I came up with my great idea.
If they wanted to not trust me, then why not give them exactly that? I grab my ID and drivers license and ran to my window. My car was parked right outside, and rather than risk getting caught, I went for the easy escape route.
Once I was in my car, I was on the highway and headed for the first place I could think of. I was twenty-one right, so as celebration, I was going to get my self a drink. A real drink, maybe even straight from the bottle.
I pulled up to the small liquor store and got slowly out of my car. The Mehr mature I acted here, the Mehr I could get away with buying.
I walked inside and saw the young clerk staring at me. He looked maybe twenty-four, and was obviously attracted to me.
"Excuse me." I walked over to the counter, and could see him squirming in his seat.
"Uh.... yes.." He stuttered.
"What would Du suggest is the best kind of," I paused, "drink for a celebration?" How was I supposed to know anything about drinking anyways? My parents didn't drink, well they drank something else, but I thought asking him would give us both satisfaction.
"Um," He turned around and looked through a few boxes. When he finally turned back, he had a small piece of paper in his hands. "I would suggest Baileys. And they're on sale." He handed me the small coupon.
"Thank you." I started to walk towards the back of the store and noticed the bottle on a small shelf. It looked nice, even for a drink on sale. I grabbed a bottle and walked back to the counter.
"That'll be 24.99." I handed him the money and he handed me the Baileys.
Once I had left the store, I drove down the the beach. It was night so there was no one there.
I grabbed my Baileys and headed for the quiet spot over Von the trees.
I flipped off my shoes, and dangled my feet in the water, while opening the bottle at the same time.
I held it up, wished my self luck, and gulped down some of the Baileys. There was no way I was going to sip this. I wanted to come home, and freak my parents out good. They weren't even going to know what hit them.
It tasted good. It was creamy, and definitely strong, but that's what I had been aiming for.
I had a few Mehr gulps, and felt my self getting a little tipsy. My vision was a little blurry, and it was hard to keep my self balanced. So this is what it felt like to be drunk. Well I was enjoying it, and being drunk, I decided to have a few Mehr drinks before slumping over onto my knees.
I wasn't feeling that great anymore, but it was like I couldn't stop.
The bottle was almost empty, when I heard footsteps coming from the trees.
"Nessie?" I recognized the voice instantly as Jake's.
I lifted my self up slowly, and looked towards him just before slumping over again.
"Nessie, what happened to you?" He was instantly at my side and started to lift me up when he noticed the empty bottle of Baileys.
"You drank a whole bottle of Baileys?" He picked my up and set me in his lap on the ground.
I slowly lifted my head and looked at his face. "Not all of it." I felt my head tipping to the side.
"What got into your head?" I didn't want to worry him, just my parents.
"I...." I stuttered. "I wanted to make my parents mad." My words awere kinda slurred together, no surprise.
"Why?" I closed my eyes and leaned my head back into his arm.
"Because they're sending me away." I looked into his eyes, and out of no where kissed him.
We had kissed before but not like we were Küssen now. And he was not just waiting for me to stop, he was totally into it too.
After that Weiter moment, my life was never the same.
It was weird. We both like Lost control and there was no going back.
"Rennesmee." My dad's voice came from the stairwell.
"Leave me alone!" I screamed. Couldn't they get the hint? I needed them to go away for a while. To just give me a break for like one second.
"We'll go shortly if that's what Du want." I didn't regret yelling at him. Which isn't the best quality, but I didn't give a damn at that moment.
~Later~
I woke up from the endless time of isolation, that I had so craved earlier. It was dark again outside, but I didn't need sleep anymore.
I was starving. I hadn't eaten all day, so my stomach was empty.
They had left earlier at my request, and went to Seattle. What they were going to do there, I had no idea, but they were gone, and I was happy.
My brain was racking with all of my thought's of anger and depression at their lack of trust. I was smarter than they were giving me credit for.
I wanted to take advantage of my privacy, but what could I do. Then I realized that now sitting on my bett side table, were the documents.
I picked up the rectangle ID, and stared at it for a few Sekunden before I came up with my great idea.
If they wanted to not trust me, then why not give them exactly that? I grab my ID and drivers license and ran to my window. My car was parked right outside, and rather than risk getting caught, I went for the easy escape route.
Once I was in my car, I was on the highway and headed for the first place I could think of. I was twenty-one right, so as celebration, I was going to get my self a drink. A real drink, maybe even straight from the bottle.
I pulled up to the small liquor store and got slowly out of my car. The Mehr mature I acted here, the Mehr I could get away with buying.
I walked inside and saw the young clerk staring at me. He looked maybe twenty-four, and was obviously attracted to me.
"Excuse me." I walked over to the counter, and could see him squirming in his seat.
"Uh.... yes.." He stuttered.
"What would Du suggest is the best kind of," I paused, "drink for a celebration?" How was I supposed to know anything about drinking anyways? My parents didn't drink, well they drank something else, but I thought asking him would give us both satisfaction.
"Um," He turned around and looked through a few boxes. When he finally turned back, he had a small piece of paper in his hands. "I would suggest Baileys. And they're on sale." He handed me the small coupon.
"Thank you." I started to walk towards the back of the store and noticed the bottle on a small shelf. It looked nice, even for a drink on sale. I grabbed a bottle and walked back to the counter.
"That'll be 24.99." I handed him the money and he handed me the Baileys.
Once I had left the store, I drove down the the beach. It was night so there was no one there.
I grabbed my Baileys and headed for the quiet spot over Von the trees.
I flipped off my shoes, and dangled my feet in the water, while opening the bottle at the same time.
I held it up, wished my self luck, and gulped down some of the Baileys. There was no way I was going to sip this. I wanted to come home, and freak my parents out good. They weren't even going to know what hit them.
It tasted good. It was creamy, and definitely strong, but that's what I had been aiming for.
I had a few Mehr gulps, and felt my self getting a little tipsy. My vision was a little blurry, and it was hard to keep my self balanced. So this is what it felt like to be drunk. Well I was enjoying it, and being drunk, I decided to have a few Mehr drinks before slumping over onto my knees.
I wasn't feeling that great anymore, but it was like I couldn't stop.
The bottle was almost empty, when I heard footsteps coming from the trees.
"Nessie?" I recognized the voice instantly as Jake's.
I lifted my self up slowly, and looked towards him just before slumping over again.
"Nessie, what happened to you?" He was instantly at my side and started to lift me up when he noticed the empty bottle of Baileys.
"You drank a whole bottle of Baileys?" He picked my up and set me in his lap on the ground.
I slowly lifted my head and looked at his face. "Not all of it." I felt my head tipping to the side.
"What got into your head?" I didn't want to worry him, just my parents.
"I...." I stuttered. "I wanted to make my parents mad." My words awere kinda slurred together, no surprise.
"Why?" I closed my eyes and leaned my head back into his arm.
"Because they're sending me away." I looked into his eyes, and out of no where kissed him.
We had kissed before but not like we were Küssen now. And he was not just waiting for me to stop, he was totally into it too.
After that Weiter moment, my life was never the same.
It was weird. We both like Lost control and there was no going back.
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WIN BELLA'S ENGAGEMENT RING!
Submission topic 'Why I Liebe Edward Cullen' oder 'Why I Want Edward Cullens Ring' oder anything about EDWARD CULLEN may consist of any ORIGINAL content including fanfiction, fanart, Poesie and oder your personal reason/story.
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The Edward Cullens ring as decribed in the Twilight saga is yellow Gold however the winner of the contest will have their choice of either white Gold oder yellow.
This is going to be FUN, FUN, FUN!
Contest begins Saturday June 26, 2010 and ends Sunday July 11, 2010.
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To the Readers of my Fan Fictions:
Alright listen...I know I promised I will post but I can't post anything right now...I just got Home from the strand and I have to go to the hospital for my sister and myself...she got really hurt and I hit my head on the strand floor and on a boogie board so now I am really dizzy! Plus I am worn out from almost drowning!! Sorry I will try to post tomorrow and I will try to make it long! Hope I am feeling better Von tomorrow...And I pray to God I don't have a concussion
-Kayla
Alright listen...I know I promised I will post but I can't post anything right now...I just got Home from the strand and I have to go to the hospital for my sister and myself...she got really hurt and I hit my head on the strand floor and on a boogie board so now I am really dizzy! Plus I am worn out from almost drowning!! Sorry I will try to post tomorrow and I will try to make it long! Hope I am feeling better Von tomorrow...And I pray to God I don't have a concussion
-Kayla
Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume One
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[SIX]
"By killing you."
I jumped up and started walking backwards, how could I trust Tabra if he was going to kill me!?
"What?" I asked.
"I mean, I'll call them up and bring Du to them, after they think I'm back on their side, we pull out the big Pistolen and kill them before they kill us."
OH MY GOD, BIG SIGH OF RELIEF!!! Am I right? "Oh," I sat back down and we fished out our game plan.
Two hours later, we had a good, solid plan that will work perfectly...if they buy the fact that Tabra is "back on their side". It seemed like a good plan, and even though I knew that I'd be the main subject in this little cat-and-mouse game of deadly horror, I knew it was the best thing to do.
I looked at Tabra as he asked me if I was up to doing this. I looked him in the eye, and said, "Yes, I am."
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[SIX]
"By killing you."
I jumped up and started walking backwards, how could I trust Tabra if he was going to kill me!?
"What?" I asked.
"I mean, I'll call them up and bring Du to them, after they think I'm back on their side, we pull out the big Pistolen and kill them before they kill us."
OH MY GOD, BIG SIGH OF RELIEF!!! Am I right? "Oh," I sat back down and we fished out our game plan.
Two hours later, we had a good, solid plan that will work perfectly...if they buy the fact that Tabra is "back on their side". It seemed like a good plan, and even though I knew that I'd be the main subject in this little cat-and-mouse game of deadly horror, I knew it was the best thing to do.
I looked at Tabra as he asked me if I was up to doing this. I looked him in the eye, and said, "Yes, I am."