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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
74
Views:
10,308
Reviews:
88
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
1
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
3:35pm - Back
I'm so sorry journal! Ryan took you away again while we were in New York. We're back now. But I was in the basement and I fell asleep. When I woke up, I guess I was awake for a little while and then Ryan came downstairs to check on me I guess and I tried talking to him but he just picked you up and then left. I ran to the door and pounded on it, but no one came. I got splinters. It was a tough wooden door.
I slept most of the way back since he put me out. I woke up and he let me stay conscious for a few hours, then he put that stuff in my arm and I went to sleep again. The second time I woke up, we were back here. That stuff must be strong.
You were back by me when I woke up, so I wanted to write in you to tell you what had happened. Everyone is outside right now except me. I hope Ryan comes in to see me soon. I hope he's not still mad at me.
I don't know what to write.
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10:16pm - Notice
I've been trying to get Ryan's attention all day! He won't look at me or talk to me! What does he want from me? Why won't he talk to me? I'm not allowed to talk to anyone. Nicole came over and said hi but Ryan told her to leave me alone. I said I was sorry for trying to run away. Has he still not forgiven me yet?
I cried earlier trying to get Ryan just to say something to me. Right now, I don't care what he does. He could beat me and I wouldn't care. I just want him to notice me. Why won't he? I'm crying again.
There's nothing in this stupid cell but me, Blueberry and you. He took everything away. I'm freezing and my tears will probably end up freezing too! An ice princess.
Maybe if I get sick. My nose is runny. I could make myself throw up and pretend that it's because I wasn't feeling well. I could yell at him and tell him that he was a fucking bastard. I want to punch the wall. Then my knuckles would bleed and Greg would have to take a look and Ryan would want to know what was going on.
I have to do something.
I won't write anymore tonight. I need to think.
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A/N:
Sorry for such a late update on the story. I had a show to shoot. Modeling is SO much fun! They actually got me into a swimsuit. Two piece. Skimpy like for my description. I thought I looked fat and terrible and I got yelled at for speaking my opinion. The photographer goes, "You are not fat. How many times do I have to tell you this?" and so I was just like, uh huh whatever. I mean, I spoke it to myself, not to anyone else. Guess he just overheard. So the guys there liked it. There were lots of men there. I went to the Hustler club (it's a strip club a lot like Michael's from A Lost Life). I got a really cute tank there. I'm wearing it now. Wore it for part of the shoot too. Biker style! haha
To all of you: y'all are great! Kylie sends hugs and I do too. We're both kind of lonely right now so make sure to leave us lots of comments so we know that we're loved. =P Latas!
I'm so sorry journal! Ryan took you away again while we were in New York. We're back now. But I was in the basement and I fell asleep. When I woke up, I guess I was awake for a little while and then Ryan came downstairs to check on me I guess and I tried talking to him but he just picked you up and then left. I ran to the door and pounded on it, but no one came. I got splinters. It was a tough wooden door.
I slept most of the way back since he put me out. I woke up and he let me stay conscious for a few hours, then he put that stuff in my arm and I went to sleep again. The second time I woke up, we were back here. That stuff must be strong.
You were back by me when I woke up, so I wanted to write in you to tell you what had happened. Everyone is outside right now except me. I hope Ryan comes in to see me soon. I hope he's not still mad at me.
I don't know what to write.
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10:16pm - Notice
I've been trying to get Ryan's attention all day! He won't look at me or talk to me! What does he want from me? Why won't he talk to me? I'm not allowed to talk to anyone. Nicole came over and said hi but Ryan told her to leave me alone. I said I was sorry for trying to run away. Has he still not forgiven me yet?
I cried earlier trying to get Ryan just to say something to me. Right now, I don't care what he does. He could beat me and I wouldn't care. I just want him to notice me. Why won't he? I'm crying again.
There's nothing in this stupid cell but me, Blueberry and you. He took everything away. I'm freezing and my tears will probably end up freezing too! An ice princess.
Maybe if I get sick. My nose is runny. I could make myself throw up and pretend that it's because I wasn't feeling well. I could yell at him and tell him that he was a fucking bastard. I want to punch the wall. Then my knuckles would bleed and Greg would have to take a look and Ryan would want to know what was going on.
I have to do something.
I won't write anymore tonight. I need to think.
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A/N:
Sorry for such a late update on the story. I had a show to shoot. Modeling is SO much fun! They actually got me into a swimsuit. Two piece. Skimpy like for my description. I thought I looked fat and terrible and I got yelled at for speaking my opinion. The photographer goes, "You are not fat. How many times do I have to tell you this?" and so I was just like, uh huh whatever. I mean, I spoke it to myself, not to anyone else. Guess he just overheard. So the guys there liked it. There were lots of men there. I went to the Hustler club (it's a strip club a lot like Michael's from A Lost Life). I got a really cute tank there. I'm wearing it now. Wore it for part of the shoot too. Biker style! haha
To all of you: y'all are great! Kylie sends hugs and I do too. We're both kind of lonely right now so make sure to leave us lots of comments so we know that we're loved. =P Latas!