Tru:Blood
really greatful to all of the fans out there telling me to keep up the work! So thanks, and even thought I'm on writers block for both books! I will continue them sometime soon. I finished STORYTELLER (as some of you know)...and I started BLEED IT OUT, and I didn't know where to go with it so I just got stumped! Same on BLOOD LUST...but someone did get the first part of it...and I can't say cause then you'd bug that person for it...but chapter 14 of BLOOD LUST will be up by the end of this month-which is May-or in the begining of June (without a doubt by then) so sit bac...and read my new story 20 DOLLAR NOSE BLEED!--BuffyFaithfan1
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20 DOLLAR NOSE BLEED
CHAPTER ONE~TOO SMALL FOR THSI BIG TOWN
I never beleived in people. Thought I had a good reason not too. My dad always promised me dreams I wanted to reach. And once it was time to reach them, he brought me down and crushed the dream. My mom died in a car crash not too long ago...and even thought it brought me to a small stoop in my life, I still had the urge to trudge along in this tragic world. You see people fight for the right to wear what they want, date who they want, even for a bottle of water. And look back on earlier accidents. People pointing a gun to your face, asking if you believed in God, and if you say yes or no they blow your head off...which is a shame cause no one cares anymore. You could trip down the stairs and your friends would point and laugh and walk along while a bone is out of your skin, blood pouring everywehre. Right now, my dad is passed out in the living room. He just had a keg of beer, and I am soothing myself with music and my friends. No, they aren't over at my house, I'm texting them with a phone my grandma and grandpa gave me. They always saw the better in me. And they always tell me that if life with dad got too rough, I could move in with them. And I'm taking their word for it. My dad throws bottels and food at me, screaming his head off. Telling me that mom's dead was my fault. He never had this problem before. Ever since mom died, I don't know who my dad is anymore. I sent off the last text for the night, and I got ready to pack. For the just-in-case thing. I zipped up the last bag full of clothes and cd's and other usless things. I put each bag on my bed, and went out into the kitchen sliding my phone into my pocket. You can hear dad snoring in the living room.
"What do you want!?" A shrill, cracky voice asked. I jumped in surprise and turned to face Vicky.
Oh, I didn't tell you about her, sorry...Vicky is my dads whore, smoking, alcohol drinking, girlfriend. He replaced mom a month after the accident.
"I was about to leave this devil peice of shit, to take a good last look at the sun. Then I was going to say goodbye, and flip you all off and run away!" I said with a smile.
She walked up to me, sipped on her cigarette, and slapped me! I laughed.
"I was so hoping you'd do that!" I said and curled my hands into fists, and punched her jaw. She fell back a few feet, dropping her cigarette. She had a horrid look on her face.
"You punch good sweet cheeks, practice much on your mom!?" She asked with laughter.
"Dont go their, slut!" I said and her eyes widened.
"I'm gonna' be the better mom here, and turn the other way." She said and now I'm furious.
"The better mom? HA! You can't even get dad his jollies! So how are you the better mom?" I said and tears filled my eyes.
"Cry much? Baby!" She said and I laughed it off.
"I can't wait for you to die! No one will miss you...not even dad. He just needed a woman to fill his heart up with positivity that he'd be comferted after work!" I said and she gave me the bird. I laughed, and escaped to my room.
I grabbed my bags, and opened the window. A gust of fresh air swooped into my room. It felt good against my skin.
"Where are you going?" Dad asked, standing in my door way.
"Oh honney, let her go!" Vicky said wraping herself around him.
"No! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?" He was mad now. But Vicky was still intertwined on him.
"Home." I said and put one foot out the window.
"Dont leave me!" He said now in tears. "I can't stand losing you too!"
"You won't lose me!" I said and he smiled thinking I'd come back in. But he was wrong. "I'll be with grandma and grandpa. Visit me anytime. SOBER!" I said and brought the rest of me out of the window. He ran to the winow, and I slammed it in his face. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he punched the window. He was a mess, and not even god could save him now. I walked onto the road, and up to the stop sign. I called my grandma to pick me up here, and she said she's be there in ten minutes.
TEN MINUTES LATE, grandma was at the stop sign, and the door was open...obviously ready for me.
"Hi grandma!" I said and she smiled brightly, ear to ear.
"Hello, Peyton!" She was glad I called her and made this choice.
I threw my bags in the back seat, and I climbed in the passenger seat. I took one last look at the road as she was leaving AnneEllie street, and I smiled as I was never gonna' see this place again. Or so I hoped.
Living Dead In Dallas
10. Sing “Discovery Channel” by the Bloodhound Gang in your head whenever he is near.
9. Hotwire his Volvo and take it on a joyride.
8. Tell him the relationship he is having with Bella is practically paedophilia and he could be sent to jail for it.
7. Ask how Tanya is.
6. End every argument with “Bite me, Edward.”
5. Call him Romeo both behind his back and to his face.
4. Whenever he complains or argues, reply with “What are you gonna do Edward? Go to Italy?”
3. Tell him his hair isn’t bronze, it’s ginger, and he should stop denying himself – he’s a ranga.
2. Whenever he leaves a room or says goodbye, get down on your knees and beg him not to go, not again.
And the Number One way to annoy Edward Cullen?
1. Take his silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Like a Virgin” by Madonna.
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9. Hotwire his Volvo and take it on a joyride.
8. Tell him the relationship he is having with Bella is practically paedophilia and he could be sent to jail for it.
7. Ask how Tanya is.
6. End every argument with “Bite me, Edward.”
5. Call him Romeo both behind his back and to his face.
4. Whenever he complains or argues, reply with “What are you gonna do Edward? Go to Italy?”
3. Tell him his hair isn’t bronze, it’s ginger, and he should stop denying himself – he’s a ranga.
2. Whenever he leaves a room or says goodbye, get down on your knees and beg him not to go, not again.
And the Number One way to annoy Edward Cullen?
1. Take his silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Like a Virgin” by Madonna.
Source: link
HOUSE OF FREAKS!
fallen angel
hello fanfiction writers
I feeling really bored right now, so i guess i thought about all of you guys/girls :D
I want to congratulate you all for making such awesome and great fanfiction. So it must be said, so everyone can read about you're fanfiction :-)
I read most of the fanfiction (allot actually) myself and i just adore them i sometimes print them out and start reading them like a book, it's really amazing that people are still so broad-minded :o)
*****To all fanfiction writers out there continue the great job and don't ever stop :D LOL and to the people who want to start a fanfiction on there own, good luck and enjoy what you write :D*****
I feeling really bored right now, so i guess i thought about all of you guys/girls :D
I want to congratulate you all for making such awesome and great fanfiction. So it must be said, so everyone can read about you're fanfiction :-)
I read most of the fanfiction (allot actually) myself and i just adore them i sometimes print them out and start reading them like a book, it's really amazing that people are still so broad-minded :o)
*****To all fanfiction writers out there continue the great job and don't ever stop :D LOL and to the people who want to start a fanfiction on there own, good luck and enjoy what you write :D*****
I'm a winner!
People Always Lie! Mom? Dad? Peyton?
How Can I Help You If You Keep Pushing Me Away!?
