Scream Me Something Beautiful <last chapter na!!>

[TiniWini]

I started to ache when I started to think of you.
Wondering how long it would take before I step into something new

Prologue: My name is Bree Warren. I am Seventeen years old and I study at Montreal high. I have a best friend named Aby and we both grew up together.

June 03, 2006
11 PM
In my room

The storm is still at its peak. I hear the thunder roaring from inside my room and can’t help but thinking that the weather matches my mood.

School was pretty much okay, Aby and David were as happy as ever. They have been together for a week and a half now and I can literally feel Aby glowing with glee and she deserves to be happy after what Drake did. It makes me envy them though. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like David or anything, it’s just that I want Kian back.

I know I made a mistake of flirting with another guy but I thought when he said he needed space; he meant he wants to break up. Weakly, I said yes and now, it’s all messed up.


Love,
Bree

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Ok guys.. This is one of my stories and I just wanted to share it with you.. Well.. Actually.. I just helped a friend make it.. Ahahaha!! So there.. Comments are very welcome!! I shall post my next chapter soon..

[AJ the Ass Slayer]

ooh...wawa si Bree...she got herself in a bad situation..O.o

[chuna]

ooh...first story in the forum!

nakakabitin yung prologue XD. please post kung meron kasunod! please?

[Crescent Moon]

Wish i can post our story. But it is too long. And I need permission to BD as well (he is our writer) hehe

[TiniWini]

There's so much I can fake.
There's only so much that I can prove.
Well, do it in a minute,
I could go play the fool for you

June 05, 2006
10 27PM
My room

Why must I be like this? Why am I breaking down for a guy?

The principal announced today that I am the valedictorian and so was Kian. He called us in his office and told us we would be partners for the graduation ball and that we have to make a speech together. On our way to the office, he asked me how I was and I said I was fine and that I am moving along with Johnny—the Italian guy who was new in our school and he was the one I flirted with to make Kian jealous. Kian nodded and I tried to read his emotion but I couldn’t. His face was free from any emotion.

During lunch, I pulled Johnny to sit with me and started pecking his cheeks like crazy every time Kian walks by to catch his attention but he didn’t even look. Then by dismissal, I was talking to Aby while she was putting things in her locker which is right beside Kian’s locker then he passed by and I started talking ridiculously loud of how Johnny is good in bed. Aby just gave me a questioning look but shrugged it off.

Truth is I never bed Johnny. And I never will.


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Ahahaha!! I find it really cool to write a story with a female as a main character.. I mean.. Yea.. I'm a guy.. And.. Well.. Wala lang!!

Update to come tomorrow or later tonight!! ^____^

[krein]

woaw... born nobelist, eh? create more.. please..

[chuna]

yey! may kadugtong na! And even if you are a guy...you're good writing it through some girls point of view.

*waits for continuation*

[TiniWini]

Lights, camera, action.
I think I'm going for it this time.
There's something you should listen to.

June 06, 2006
9 55 PM
Still in my room.


I went to Kian’s house this morning. I could tell he was pretty shocked to find me there, standing in front of his door but even more shocked when I hugged him and started bawling my eyes out.

I told how I missed him and how I love him. He didn’t try to hush me nor did he pat my back like he used to when I’m crying. He just stood there and waited till I stopped and invited me in the house, giving me a glass of water when I sat on the sofa.

I waited for him to speak while drinking the glass until its half empty.

“Bree,” he said, his expression guarded, “I’m sorry, I met another girl.”

The words were like thousand of cold shards of ice slicing my skin and pricking my heart. I nodded, keeping my cool. But inside, I was dying.

I went out his house and drove off at home not thinking of anything at all and tears started flowing down my cheeks.


June 07, 2006
4 15 AM
My room

I can’t sleep. I can’t forget what I had done yesterday. I feel so embarrassed and I wanted the land to swallow me whole.


8 23 PM

I just got home from school. The weather is getting better. We started practicing for the ‘dance’ that seniors were to do on the graduation ball. Yes, Kian is my partner.
It was hard to stand in front of him with his face so close to mine. He was so familiar to me yet he was not. His hands still fits mine perfectly but it wasn’t warm on my skin anymore. I didn’t look in his eyes for I couldn’t bear seeing his love for another girl. But I had to stand so close to him for 3 agonizing hours of dance practice. And the dance was sensual. It involves dipping and swaying and the song… Oh my God, the song is our song. It was the song he used to sing to me in his melodious voice and I couldn’t help but wonder…

Does he sing to his new girl like he used to sing for me?



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Ooh!! Thanks thanks for the comments, guys and girls!! ;D

[AJ the Ass Slayer]

omg..I love it O.O

[tofiluk]

Whoah. You're good at a girl's point of view. Well, if I were to right something in a boy's point of view I wouldn't know what to write.

*clapclapclap*

Ang galing p'reh!

[TiniWini]

CANT WE JUST SLIP AWAY?


June 12, 2006
11 47 PM
Am I ever out of my room?

I am sorry for not writing here much. The principal is bombarding us with projects like designing the Auditorium for our graduation.

Even Aby and David are busy so they don’t get to be together so much but I can still sense their love for one another and I am awed by their warmth.

Speaking of graduation, Kian and I haven’t worked on our valedictorian speech yet since we always tend to ignore each other’s presence.

I broke up with Johnny since he was the most disgusting kisser ever. So now I am single.

Maybe I should stay single for all my life because love kills.

June 13, 2006
11 20 PM
Duh. Where do you think I am?

I feel so happy for Aby. I talked to David on at school today since Aby couldn’t come to school because she was sick. David told me that he will propose to Aby on our graduation day. Hurrah! And he gave me some good tips on how to get along with my life…

Err… yeah. School’s normal. I danced with Kian and that’s it. Then we tried to work on our speech by meeting at the local coffee shop but we ended up fighting.
“If it weren’t for you we wouldn’t have broken up!” he yelled at me.

“Well if you’re not dumb enough to tell me that you needed space then I wouldn’t have flirted with anyone else in the first place!”

“I said I needed SPACE but I didn’t say that we should break up, did I?” then he walked out the coffee shop and drove off without another word leaving me with people staring.


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Err? Sabe ko nga kay AJ once.. I can think like a girl when I want to.. ;D

Next chapter to come err.. later.. LOL..

[spicca17]

hhehehh... how nice naman ng story mohh,,, i want to read the next chapter pls... hehhh..it was really nice**

[TiniWini]

REALLY REALLY LONG CHAPTER!!

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You make it seem like it was yesterday.
But we've come a long way out of the rain.

July 16, 2006
12MN

Sandra invited us over a party at a bar next town. A farewell party for the seniors. I would come. Even if Kian’s there. I need a break from all of this. And I need to accompany Aby because she’s been so miserable ever since the whole fight with David. Yeah. They fought. Impossible as it may seem. It was a huge fight. Not just a petty argument. I don’t know the whole story yet and I wont press Aby to tell me further.



Can't seem to figure out what happens after this.

July 18 2006
8 AM


At about 9 PM Aby and I arrived at ‘Les Miserable’. The bar was like a dive from outside where it’s all quiet and peaceful. The moment I stepped inside the bar, Lime laser lights flooded me with smoke clouding up the air. I know I’m gonna have one unforgettable night.

And how right I was.

We seniors sat down on around a huge table laughing our heads off from reminiscing about the times when the class would totally go mad. Like for example, when Philip—the biggest guy in our class—pulled his pants down including his brief way back before in P.E. just to show that he’s not a gay and etc. I sat across Kian and he was trying to catch my eye but I didn’t. I’m going to show him that I am really fine without him. So I motioned the waiter to come and asked for a Budweiser. Aby looked at me funnily as if asking me what I was doing. I just smiled and took a huge swig of the beer in can. I know I can’t drink but I want to. I need to.

An hour later I found myself on the dance floor grinding with someone I didn’t know. I’ve never been this free before. Responsibility, image and pride didn’t exist at that moment at all. The alcohol must’ve done this to me, I thought.

After 7 cans of beer, I am still dancing but I was feeling woozy. I turned around and tried to look for Aby but I couldn’t find her over the mass of people. Then I saw a pair of eyes. The blue eyes that make me want to kill and love a person at the same time. Look at me without you, Kian. I thought. Then grinning, I faced the person dancing with me and started French kissing him. A moment later, I was dragged out of the bar by someone.

“What are you doing?!” the person shouted when we got out the bar and silence took over my surroundings once again.

Swiveling, I looked up and saw Kian looking down at me. “Partying, baby!” I said, smiling seductively and touching his cheeks.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Doing what, exactly?” I staggered.

“You’re not Bree… You’re some…”

His voice faded along with everything else. My vision blanked and my mind shut down.

Then next thing I saw was his face looming over me from the dark, looking at me with concern written in his eyes.

“How are you?” he asked silently, the outline of his face seen by the light coming in from the window.

“Err… Where am I?” I said, trying to get up.

“Your room, don’t get up.” He spoke, gently pushing me back down to my pillow, “I’m going to go down to your kitchen to fetch you a glass of water. Don’t get up.”

Without waiting for an answer, he went out the door and memories of what happened flooded back to me so i stood up all of the sudden. I found out it was a mistake when in a sickening rush, my stomach gave notice that it was about to rebel so I lunged towards the bathroom.

I just barely made it to the toilet before everything I had eaten and drunk that evening came back up.

Throwing up is the most disgusting thing I can think of. The only thing worse than barfing your guts up is doing it in front of someone you love desperately and are no longer with. I didn’t here him come back from downstairs, but my face crumpled with sobs when I felt Kian’s strong, gentle hands carefully lifting back my long hair. He twisted it away from my face while I was sick, and then when I sagged against the porcelain, he stepped away just long enough to wet a washcloth with cold water. He stroked it over my face as I sat mortified, humiliated tears filling my eyes.

“Oh god,” I muttered in misery.

“Can you stand up?” he said. I nodded and he helped me over to the sink where I bushed my teeth three times, feeling shaky and hollow. He wet the washcloth again, gently pressing it against my face and the back of my neck under my hair. It felt incredible.

Feeling completely defeated and beyond any hope of redeeming myself, I shuffled back to my room and collapsed on my bed. That was when I realized that I was still wearing the tight pants and the really cute blouse which I never used before because I think it’s too short.

Kian was rooting through my dresser and finally found a long shirt that had seen too many washes. Businesslike, he came over, stripped off my blouse, and then popped the long shirt over my head, helping my arms find the sleeves. Next, he unzipped my pants and pulled them away.

He helped me up so I could sip the glass of water, “Thank you,” My voice sounded harsh, scraped.

“What do you think you were doing with that guy you were dancing with?! He was practically raping—”

I plopped down the pillow and started weeping, and he shut up. “I didn’t know what I was doing, okay?! I just want to practice living without you! I love you. I’m miserable without you! Can’t you see that? That entire Johnny thing was to get you jealous because I thought you broke up with me. I love you, okay? But I’m not asking you to love me back. Because I know you hate me so much. But I love you so much.” Then I burst into tears, feeling like I was releasing a month full of tension, fear, worry. He sat close to me, his hand on my neck, smoothing my hair.

Finally I slowed down to shudders and hiccups. I gazed up at him through tear-blurred eyes. Thinking of how incredible he looked, how attractive and how beautiful and thoughtful he had been tonight. My heart was breaking all over again. And here I was, having been just horribly sick in front of him, and knowing that I looked like a total weirdo when I cried. It was too much to bear, and I closed my eyes against the onslaught of emotional anguish that rushed over me.

“I love you too, Bree.” He whispered softly, leaning over me.

“You don’t. Or at least, not anymore.”

“That’s what you think… Go to sleep,” he murmered.

I nodded, my eyes already closing.

He stood up and then he was gone, and despite how horrible I felt that moment, I was smiling because I had seen his face, just for a little while.

[chuna]

*sniff*. It's not over-dramatic..more of realistic. XD

[TiniWini]

What was it you wanted
Could it be I'm haunted?

July 19, 2006
9PM

Graduation is two days from now. The principal cancelled our classes so we practically practiced the dance the whole day. I can’t help but wonder if I was just imagining it or if Kian really did say ‘I love you’ to me when he drove me home the other night because I was tipsy.

Then practice ended at about 7PM but Kian and I agreed to make the speech for the graduation so we stayed in the Auditorium. We were alone, sitting opposite each other on the table. The only sound that can be heard was the radio, filling the massive place with music by Lifehouse.

Come on, brain, work! I thought to myself.

But my brain was too busy stopping my arms from wrapping around Kian’s neck.

“So, what have you come up yet?” he spoke, taking me off my thoughts.

“Huh?” I asked.

“Your speech?” he said, looking down my paper.

“My brain’s tired. How about you?”

“Me too.” he laughed, holding up his paper and showing it to me.

I smiled, “So we’re both brain dead!”

“Yeah,” he said smiling back at me. “The two most intelligent people of Montreal High can’t come up with a simple speech! This is great, two days till dooms day and now we’re having a writer’s block.”

“Mmhmm” I said, looking back down at my blank paper.

Suddenly, the radio started playing ‘Best I Ever Had’ by Vertical Horizon. “Want to dance?”

I looked up at him and saw him offering his hand to me.

“What?”

“Dance.” He smiled sweetly.

I was thinking of declining but I didn’t. Instead, I took his hand and we walked towards the center of the dance floor. Swaying slowly with the melody, I can feel his warmth surrounding me. For the first time since the break up, I felt that he does still care for me. His body was pressing on mine, his scent flooding me. He was holding my hand with his fingers twined around mine. His grip was gentle yet strong. The kind of thing we did when we were still together.

My head rested on his shoulder and I can feel his breath fanning my hair. Then he stepped away a little, just enough for us to look each other in the eye. He smiled: the familiar smile that once was only for me.

All of a sudden, my eyes stung and quiet tears started sliding down my cheeks. Reality is back again, dawning back on me. He has a girl, Bree.

I was about to move away when I felt his hand touching my cheek and wiping my tears using his thumb.

“Don’t cry, I don’t want you crying.” He whispered.

Oh Really? I thought. Do you even know how many times I had cried for you for the past few weeks? I didn’t say this one out loud though, I just stared in his blue-gray eyes wondering, asking if he still loves me. I guess he understood my question because he cupped my chin using his right hand and pulled me closer to him using his left hand then slowly leaned on me. It was a shock. I couldn’t process what was happening, was he going to kiss me? When our faces were just inches away, my cellphone started ringing.

I was so surprised that I jumped away from him and rushed to my cellphone. It was my father. He said he needed to talk to me immediately and asked for me to go home now. After putting down the phone, I turned and saw Kian still standing in the same place with his back turned. I threw my things on the table to my bag and ran past Kian saying “Sorry something came up, let’s work on the speech some other day.” then rushed out the door.

I got home and my father said he’s going to take me to Australia for college and I will be leaving the day after graduation then he left for work again. Seriously, you rarely find him sitting on the sofa to just chill.

Hmmm. So I’m going to go to Australia. My father and I talked about this before when I was still in my sophomore year and I agreed. Aby knows about it too. But I never actually remembered it until now.

So this is it for me. I’m leaving for Australia. Away from Montreal. The City of Heartbreaks.

[J e e c o .]

It's a really good story! I love it! ^_^ you're really good at this! What happens next? *starry eyes*

[TiniWini]

Confusion

July 20, 2006
8PM

Oh Dear Baby Jesus! Everyone is panicking! Tomorrow is our graduation. We all did some last minute check on the decorations of the auditorium and then practiced the dance.

Aby and I decided to have coffee about 4PM and met at the local café down the street. Then I told her about me leaving two days from now.

“WHAT?!” she screamed, her voice so loud that everyone was looking at us with curiosity.

“Haven’t I told you about this before?” I said softly.

“BUTYOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU’D BE LEAVING THIS SOON! I MEAN, GOD! YOU’LL BE LEAVING ME IN TWO DAYS TIME!”

“Come on, Aby, it’s not that bad.” I whispered, trying to explain but to no avail.

“NOT THAT BAD?! NOT THAT BAD?! HOW CAN YOU SAY IT’S NOT THAT BAD WHEN TWO OF MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN MY LIFE ARE LEAVING?! It’s bad enough that David’s leaving a week from now and you? You’re leaving TWO DAYS from now!” Aby banged her fist on the table, got up, walked out the door, opened her car door, started the engine, slammed her door close and zoomed away.

Oh great, now I have to walk 6 blocks.

I sank deeper into the soft couch and looked around. Everybody turned away almost immediately and returned to whatever they were doing. Then I saw Kian. He was lining up for the counter but he was looking at me with questioning eyes then he looked away when I saw him looking at me, pretending he hadn’t heard my argument with Aby at all.

Then I turned back to look out the window, trying to staple everything in my memory. The trees, the leaves, the roadside… Everything. Thinking that I won’t ever get to see it again in my whole life. I thought about what would happen to my friendship with Aby. 16 years of friendship. We knew each other since we were in diapers. Then I thought about my life in Australia. Of who I would meet, would I be welcomed there. Would I ever get to see Montreal again?

“Bree?” said a voice, pulling me from my thoughts.

Looking up, I saw Kian. “Yeah?” I asked.

“Mind if I share your table?” he smiled.

“Wouldn’t your girlfriend mind?” I sneered.

“What girl…? Oh.” His eyes rounded with comprehension. “No she won’t. So, is it okay?”

“Sure,”

He perched down on the couch where Aby was sitting awhile ago and sipped his coffee.

“What happened back there?”

“Hmm?”

“Your fight with Aby.”

“Oh. That. Well I told her I’d be leaving for Australia in two days.” I sighed, looking at my cup of coffee on the table. “You know about that right?”

He nodded then in an instant, he reached for my hand which was holding my cup then rubbed it.

I gazed up, startled. “What are you doing?” I asked.

He just smiled.

Stop playing with me! My mind was railing. What’s he doing?!

“You have to stop this. First, you go off telling me you’ve met a girl, then now you’re here, holding my hand as if we’re still together. If this is your idea, that we can be friends after what you said, well I don’t want it. I don’t want to be your friend, god damn it! I DON’T!” I said, pulling my hand away, standing up and stomping off.

“Bree!” he called as I held the door handle in my hands. “Look, I just… Never mind,”

Shaking my head, I pushed the door open and the warm winds of summer greeted me, blowing on my face.

Looking up, I smiled as I saw two birds flying past. They look so happy. I didn’t notice but my face was soaked with my tears, I wiped it using my sleeves.

I started walking for home wishing I was a bird.

Flying and flying… away.


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This thread isn't getting enough attention anymore..
Maybe it's because I'm not updating regularly? LOL..

[AJ the Ass Slayer]

omg....*sniff* it's so sad...

[tofiluk]

I love it man. You are worshipped.

[chuna]

story said:

Oh great, now I have to walk 6 blocks.

I love this line! it moved me....