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Favorite Band?

Danger Radio	6.0%	[ 9 ]
Escape the Fate	20.5%	[ 31 ]
Alesana	6.6%	[ 10 ]
Here for da goldz!	11.9%	[ 18 ]
blessthefall	1.3%	[ 2 ]
Breathe Carolina	9.9%	[ 15 ]
Dance Gavin Dance	1.3%	[ 2 ]
Bring Me the Horizon	7.9%	[ 12 ]
Emarosa	1.3%	[ 2 ]
Your face!	33.1%	[ 50 ]
Total Votes:			[ 151 ]

[empty sighs and wine]

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[e-mail]] It's dark outside. As always, we're hiding. Being outside during the night isn't safe anymore...it hasn't been for quite some time. Let's see...when did we first find out that vampires weren't just fictional characters in Anne Rice novels? Could it have only been three months ago? Wow, I guess being in here most of the time has really slowed down time. Where is here? Who am I? What is it that you are reading? And what's all this talk about vampires? Seeing as this information is vital to the purpose of this website, and to your survival, I'll do my best in answering these questions.

Me; I'm human. Wow, no surprise there. I'm guessing you want a name? Sorry, no can do. Just refer to me as insanitywalk for now. I'm just a lonely dude, trying to survive in this vampire-infested world. Currently, I'm sitting at my laptop, in my holy home. They can't get in because, of course I haven't invited them in. And also, I live in a church. An abandoned church, but a church no less, and they're afraid of all things holy. I won't give you an address, because I can't have vampires that read this waiting outside for me to come out, now can I? I'll tell you the city, though. Beaumont, Texas. You are reading the first blog on this website that I have created. The reason for this website and blog will be given after this piece of statistical information. 90% of the Earth's population are vampires, as reported by the one TV station still run by us humans. I don't know the exact number of humans, but I know that compared to three almost four months ago, it isn't very much. And this website is for me to find out. Any humans out there? Please, create an account. And send me an e-mail at [e-mail]. Maybe, if I'm convinced you are trustworthy, I'll give you directions to where exactly I am located. You could keep me company, I'm sure of it. I know; this is an act of desperation. But I'm afraid that I may be going crazy. I only get out during the day and...well, you'll need more background to understand. I'm just lucky I've got wireless internet...

Okay, so three, almost four, months ago everything was fine. The new year of 2010 had just hit. Back then, things were normal (well, what we considered normal), but we were oh-so-very-naive. Did we honestly think that only human murderers held evil? Little did we know that vampires roamed the earth, just in small numbers. What caused the outrageous increase of vampires? It probably had something to do with the deadly sickness that was spreading at a dangerous rate, threatening to kill off the human race. Vampires must have sensed the humans want to stay 'alive', and took advantage of their chance to feed. The sickness has died out, now, taking a portion of the population with it. I never caught it, and even if I had, I wouldn't want to be a vampire. A killer is not something I want to be. Who knows if vampires have a conscience or not? Few facts are evident, though. Vampires need someone to invite them into a place, in order to get inside (written or spoken invitations). They get weak with lack of blood, and must feed often. Holy items burn them, and the sun is their enemy. Shadows during the day are safe, as long as the UV rays don't hit their skin, they are fine. So far, none have turned to bats....

I bet you are wondering..."Hm. What are you going psycho for? You can leave the church during the day, idiot." Okay, so maybe that thought never crossed your mind. But I don't think you understand. Ten percent out of six billion people may be a lot of people, but this is spread out over the world. And here in Beaumont, the only people that actually come out of hiding do it once a week, and the others run the few stores that are left. Plus, vampires can still come out in the day. They have to wear clothes that cover their skin, and travel in the shadows, but it's still pretty dangerous out there. So it gets kind of lonely when you are the only person in an abandoned church, not knowing if you are going to make it the next day. Not to mention the paranoia. . . when you step out of your shelter, will their be some thing waiting for you in the shadows, ready to pounce? Due to this paranoia, like I said, not many come outside. There are a few people that have the guts to go out, and those are the people that work at our two gas stations, repair shops, and a Wal-Mart. They don't talk much . . . mostly they just wish you luck and try to shut down the place as soon as possible. I guess what I am trying to say is . . . writing in a blog, and talking through IM's can only do so much.

The chaos in town, is evident. The streets are dirty and corpses lay on the ground. Most things, I have to steal to get. Money and dollar values pretty much went out the door when the sickness started spreading in early 2009. There is no legal system anymore; most of the population are vampires, what need is there for a human legal system? The chances of human survival are decreasing more and more with each passing day. In order to keep the human race in existence, we'd have to procreate like crazy, or otherwise find some way to reverse the vampirism. Even the vampires are being threatened . . . there are only so many of us to munch on before they'll have to move on and find another food source . . . they have a better chance than us, though, what with their consumption of synthetic blood. So why am I going crazy? Or so I think? Because I'm thinking about the end, and I'm afraid. I'm sure you are too, all you people out in the interwebz. So if you're out there...answer my desperate cry for comp

hdht3i6i:60="[e-mail]] It's dark outside. As always, we're hiding. Being outside during the night isn't safe anymore...it hasn't been for quite some time. Let's see...when did we first find out that vampires weren't just fictional characters in Anne Rice novels? Could it have only been three months ago? Wow, I guess being in here most of the time has really slowed down time. Where is here? Who am I? What is it that you are reading? And what's all this talk about vampires? Seeing as this information is vital to the purpose of this website, and to your survival, I'll do my best in answering these questions.

Me; I'm human. Wow, no surprise there. I'm guessing you want a name? Sorry, no can do. Just refer to me as insanitywalk for now. I'm just a lonely dude, trying to survive in this vampire-infested world. Currently, I'm sitting at my laptop, in my holy home. They can't get in because, of course I haven't invited them in. And also, I live in a church. An abandoned church, but a church no less, and they're afraid of all things holy. I won't give you an address, because I can't have vampires that read this waiting outside for me to come out, now can I? I'll tell you the city, though. Beaumont, Texas. You are reading the first blog on this website that I have created. The reason for this website and blog will be given after this piece of statistical information. 90% of the Earth's population are vampires, as reported by the one TV station still run by us humans. I don't know the exact number of humans, but I know that compared to three almost four months ago, it isn't very much. And this website is for me to find out. Any humans out there? Please, create an account. And send me an e-mail at [e-mail]. Maybe, if I'm convinced you are trustworthy, I'll give you directions to where exactly I am located. You could keep me company, I'm sure of it. I know; this is an act of desperation. But I'm afraid that I may be going crazy. I only get out during the day and...well, you'll need more background to understand. I'm just lucky I've got wireless internet...

Okay, so three, almost four, months ago everything was fine. The new year of 2010 had just hit. Back then, things were normal (well, what we considered normal), but we were oh-so-very-naive. Did we honestly think that only human murderers held evil? Little did we know that vampires roamed the earth, just in small numbers. What caused the outrageous increase of vampires? It probably had something to do with the deadly sickness that was spreading at a dangerous rate, threatening to kill off the human race. Vampires must have sensed the humans want to stay 'alive', and took advantage of their chance to feed. The sickness has died out, now, taking a portion of the population with it. I never caught it, and even if I had, I wouldn't want to be a vampire. A killer is not something I want to be. Who knows if vampires have a conscience or not? Few facts are evident, though. Vampires need someone to invite them into a place, in order to get inside (written or spoken invitations). They get weak with lack of blood, and must feed often. Holy items burn them, and the sun is their enemy. Shadows during the day are safe, as long as the UV rays don't hit their skin, they are fine. So far, none have turned to bats....

I bet you are wondering..."Hm. What are you going psycho for? You can leave the church during the day, idiot." Okay, so maybe that thought never crossed your mind. But I don't think you understand. Ten percent out of six billion people may be a lot of people, but this is spread out over the world. And here in Beaumont, the only people that actually come out of hiding do it once a week, and the others run the few stores that are left. Plus, vampires can still come out in the day. They have to wear clothes that cover their skin, and travel in the shadows, but it's still pretty dangerous out there. So it gets kind of lonely when you are the only person in an abandoned church, not knowing if you are going to make it the next day. Not to mention the paranoia. . . when you step out of your shelter, will their be some thing waiting for you in the shadows, ready to pounce? Due to this paranoia, like I said, not many come outside. There are a few people that have the guts to go out, and those are the people that work at our two gas stations, repair shops, and a Wal-Mart. They don't talk much . . . mostly they just wish you luck and try to shut down the place as soon as possible. I guess what I am trying to say is . . . writing in a blog, and talking through IM's can only do so much.

The chaos in town, is evident. The streets are dirty and corpses lay on the ground. Most things, I have to steal to get. Money and dollar values pretty much went out the door when the sickness started spreading in early 2009. There is no legal system anymore; most of the population are vampires, what need is there for a human legal system? The chances of human survival are decreasing more and more with each passing day. In order to keep the human race in existence, we'd have to procreate like crazy, or otherwise find some way to reverse the vampirism. Even the vampires are being threatened . . . there are only so many of us to munch on before they'll have to move on and find another food source . . . they have a better chance than us, though, what with their consumption of synthetic blood. So why am I going crazy? Or so I think? Because I'm thinking about the end, and I'm afraid. I'm sure you are too, all you people out in the interwebz. So if you're out there...answer my desperate cry for company.



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx dated; March 22, 2010
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxlocation; nunya
xxxxxxxxx blog of insanitywalk
Status: o f f l i n e

[copyright . . . l o a d i n g]
A BACKDROPsilhouette Production
Much thanks to the creators of I Am Legend, Anne Rice, and all vampire lovers.
The layout, idea, and skeleton are pretty much mine. I can't claim all of the idea though, because I had inspiration from outside sources. But...
No stealing my s**t.
[copyright . . . c l o s i n g ]

[empty sighs and wine]

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Status: o n l i n e
xxxxxxxxx Male; age unknown.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxmember oo3
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx www.imstillhumanbitch.com

[e-mail]]

Do you guys know the vampire lore? Supposedly, vampires are...animalistic; void of all human emotion. Supposedly, vampires are controlled by blood lust and have no control over their actions. They still function like humans, and have basic common sense to help them survive, but a conscience is absent. Supposedly. And I used to believe that. But...my views have swayed. "What the hell, how could your views on blood-sucking fiends be swayed? Are you psycho?" Yes. I'm psycho. What the hell, no I'm not psycho. Is it so hard to believe that vampires can be good? Okay; stupid question. How could I know any way? Well, ask yourself this. How do you know to wipe your a** and flush the toilet when you take a s**t? Experience, honeys, experience.

"Oh, so you watch over vampires to investigate their behavior?" No, you idiot. I'm not that stupid. The animalistic behavior, I have observed from seeing my parents and most of my siblings being brutally attacked and murdered. I've got one sister left. And she's a vampire. There's...something different about her though. I haven't seen her in person yet, but I know she isn't like most vampires. I've spoken to her, though, by phone and talked through IM. From what I'm hearing, and what she's saying, she feels bad about it. About vampires having to kill humans for food. And according to her, there's a group of vampires with her that don't have the same blood-lust as normal vampires do. Okay, let me re-word that. They have a blood-lust, but they can control it. What's more is that...they don't want to drink human blood. It's almost like...they have an aversion to it. Or because, they have a conscience, despite the lore. Either way, it's a new concept to me.

Now...I myself don't know what to think. Can I possible believe that she and her friends wouldn't kill me if I were around them? She's my sister and I trust her, but I just...this website I'm on? There's a reason I'm here, duh. I've been talking to insanitywalk, and pretty soon, I'll be going to Texas. I don't want to leave my sister in New York City, but I need to be around people like me. Do you honestly think that people like me, would want to be around me if they knew I traveled with vampires, hostile or not? There are some humans in NYC, yeah, but they don't talk to me. Why would they, they've heard through the grapevine that I've been in touch with a Vampire. I think they honestly think I am a vampire myself. You'd have to be stupid to not see that I'm human. I mean seriously...I walk in the sun....I wear a cross...? Are they idiots? Anyway, I want to trust that my sister is still all there and that she isn't a killer. But I'm leaving for Texas to save myself from vampires, and I can't bring her with me being that she is one. I don't know what to do...

Maybe when I get settled in at the church, my sister and I can discuss the possibility of me talking to those I am staying with. About the possibility of me convincing them of her standpoint. Meanwhile, I'm trying to convince myself that she's good. I'd have to actually meet up with her and her friends to tell, though. And I'm not looking forward to this. So what do you think? Vampires who are 'vegetarian' and don't kill people? What's a man to do in this situation....? Sister or human friend

hdht3i6i:60="[e-mail]]

Do you guys know the vampire lore? Supposedly, vampires are...animalistic; void of all human emotion. Supposedly, vampires are controlled by blood lust and have no control over their actions. They still function like humans, and have basic common sense to help them survive, but a conscience is absent. Supposedly. And I used to believe that. But...my views have swayed. "What the hell, how could your views on blood-sucking fiends be swayed? Are you psycho?" Yes. I'm psycho. What the hell, no I'm not psycho. Is it so hard to believe that vampires can be good? Okay; stupid question. How could I know any way? Well, ask yourself this. How do you know to wipe your a** and flush the toilet when you take a s**t? Experience, honeys, experience.

"Oh, so you watch over vampires to investigate their behavior?" No, you idiot. I'm not [i]that[/i] stupid. The animalistic behavior, I have observed from seeing my parents and most of my siblings being brutally attacked and murdered. I've got one sister left. And she's a vampire. There's...something different about her though. I haven't seen her in person yet, but I know she isn't like most vampires. I've spoken to her, though, by phone and talked through IM. From what I'm hearing, and what she's saying, she feels bad about it. About vampires having to kill humans for food. And according to her, there's a group of vampires with her that don't have the same blood-lust as normal vampires do. Okay, let me re-word that. They have a blood-lust, but they can control it. What's more is that...they don't want to drink human blood. It's almost like...they have an aversion to it. Or because, they have a conscience, despite the lore. Either way, it's a new concept to me.

Now...I myself don't know what to think. Can I possible believe that she and her friends wouldn't kill me if I were around them? She's my sister and I trust her, but I just...this website I'm on? There's a reason I'm here, duh. I've been talking to insanitywalk, and pretty soon, I'll be going to Texas. I don't want to leave my sister in New York City, but I need to be around people like me. Do you honestly think that people like me, would want to be [i]around[/i] me if they knew I traveled with vampires, hostile or not? There are some humans in NYC, yeah, but they don't talk to me. Why would they, they've heard through the grapevine that I've been in touch with a Vampire. I think they honestly think I am a vampire myself. You'd have to be stupid to not see that I'm human. I mean seriously...I walk in the sun....I wear a cross...? Are they idiots? Anyway, I want to trust that my sister is still all there and that she isn't a killer. But I'm leaving for Texas to save myself from vampires, and I can't bring her with me being that she [i]is[/i] one. I don't know what to do...

Maybe when I get settled in at the church, my sister and I can discuss the possibility of me talking to those I am staying with. About the possibility of me convincing them of her standpoint. Meanwhile, I'm trying to convince [i]myself[/i] that she's good. I'd have to actually meet up with her and her friends to tell, though. And I'm not looking forward to this. So what do you think? Vampires who are 'vegetarian' and don't kill people? What's a man to do in this situation....? Sister or human friends?






xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx dated; March 28, 2010
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxlocation; New York City, New York
xxxxxxxxx blog of RAWR_saystheody_TRUST_saysthemind
Status: o f f l i n e

[copyright . . . l o a d i n g]
A BACKDROPsilhouette Production
Much thanks to the creators of I Am Legend, Anne Rice, and all vampire lovers.
The layout, idea, and skeleton are pretty much mine. I can't claim all of the idea though, because I had inspiration from outside sources. But...
No stealing my s**t.
[copyright . . . c l o s i n g ]

[empty sighs and wine]

INTERMISSION FOR OTHER SHIZ!

This lovely doll wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Like everyone, she had a way of expressing herself, whether it be by tattoo, hair color, or style of dress. And, as she wished, she wasn't one of the most popular girls in school. She tended to coast in the back-ground, not a goody two shoes, but not someone that projected her 'wrong-doing's either. She's done her fair share of drugs just to try things out, and loves to party, but she isn't a party animal. Really, she's just the sweet and supportive girlfriend. At least . . . she used to be. Truth is . . . even though she has been dating her boyfriend [or ex boyfriend] for a good year and a half . . . she always had a thing for someone else. It was screwed up crushing on her boyfriends’ best friend but . . . it wasn't like she could help it! He was just so . . . well, a lot more mature than her boyfriend was, and definitely more courteous. Not to mention the fact that he had the most gorgeous eyes she'd ever seen, and knew when to slap her boyfriend in the back of the head when he was being a jerk-face. Yeah, she was kind of stuck in a relationship with a guy that didn't really treat her all that well. The relationship definitely wasn't perfect, but it seemed that way to those who weren't looking close enough. The fact of the matter was . . . this sweet lil scene girl was looking for a way out of a relationship she'd been wanting to end, but wasn't able to for fear of never finding anyone else.

A party came up one night . . and of course, because she really liked to party and indulge in alcoholic substances, she helped herself to the keg that was provided. That night was the last night she was together with the jerk boyfriend, because as you know they are no longer together. They got into a big fight over him making out with another girl, intensified by the alcohol. As a result of the fight, she was single, and her ride had left. Thankfully, or unthankfully, however you want to look at it, her ex’s best friend was there. He hadn’t had much to drink at all, maybe half a cup of beer, and he saw the whole thing and was enraged at his friend throwing his girl against the wall. It didn’t help that he’d had a thing for this girl BEFORE she’d started dating his best friend. So he went over to her and made sure she was okay . . . asked if she needed a ride home, and all. But somehow or another, they got to talking . . . and then it progressed to dancing . . . and soon thereafter they were kissing. He hadn’t meant for things to get that far, seeing as he didn’t think it was right to kiss her after she had just broken up with his best friend, but she definitely wanted the kissing. However, she wasn’t prepared for what happened after they made it upstairs to one of the spare bedrooms. Let’s just say that they had a LOT of fun. They woke up side by side the next morning, with her snuggled up against him. She could remember what happened, but he had started drinking up a storm after they’d started kissing, getting hammered drunk. So not only does he not remember what happened during the deed, but he thinks he should avoid her. She was his friends ex, and he knew his friend was going to try and get back with her. They ‘loved’ each other. What he doesn’t know is that they didn’t use a condom . . . and that soon enough, she is going to find out she is pregnant with his child. What happens when she finds out?

[empty sighs and wine]

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[empty sighs and wine]

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[empty sighs and wine]

Hmmm.

It starts out with the simple, just a fever, to make you think it is only something minor like a cold. Then soon it starts to turn into something that you would think was the flu. After that the muscle spasms start coming, along with a sky-high fever and loss of certain functions [like hearing and seeing] for small periods at a time. There isn't a cure for it, besides become a vampy, so if it isn't taken care of before the seizures start coming, then you're pretty much screwed. And dead. Dead and screwed xD

[empty sighs and wine]

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Some of the rumors that were going on about the new girl already were ridiculous. Her father wanted for murder? Gabriel just thought that was ridiculous. Just about the only thing he believed from those around him was that she was from Texas. This was easy to believe, seeing as he could hear a southern twang in her voice as she went on, talking to the teacher. He actually found it quite attractive, but because of the current situation, Gabe had to force himself not to think this. It wouldn’t help his self control if he was thinking about how sexy the southern accent sounded . . . because he shouldn’t even be thinking this! It was about a simple girl that he didn’t even know, not one bit! Not only was it bad to think those thoughts about a person that you already felt like sinking your teeth into, but a person that you had visions of being dead by your hands? Well, this just went to show that Gabriel was indeed a man. Just because he was a vampire didn’t mean he was impervious to petty human thoughts. Gabriel, in fact, had many human thoughts running through is mind at the moment. The difference between him and the other males that were sitting in the classroom right at that very moment was that he knew he shouldn’t be thinking what he was, and that he they weren’t dominant thoughts. He was also thinking about other things.

Other important things, like the safety of his family’s secret. He needed to focus on something that had nothing to do with the girl in his visions. Something like . . . well, was there anything he could think of that didn't have to do with her? At the moment, no not really. It was very hard concentrating on school related topics when you had an amazing smell in your nose and were trying very hard not to inhale that smell so that you didn't pounce the person it was coming from, and not pounce in the good way.

[empty sighs and wine]

A deep sigh could be heard coming from Sanna-Leena as she drove carefully home from her job. She missed him, as she always did when they weren't together. Leena knew she couldn't always be with her boyfriend, but that didn't keep her from wanting to. When she was with him, she forgot there were even any people in the world besides him, and things just felt . . . right. When they were apart, she always had a feeling something bad was going to happen. It wasn't like she had supernatural powers or anything, she was just naturally a worrisome person. It had always been that way; if her mother, father, or siblings didn't come home for a while, the first thing to come to mind was that something terrible had happened. Right at this moment, as she drove to her parents medium-sized home, she wasn't necessarily worried about anything bad happening to Max. When she had left for work and said her goodbyes to him, he'd assured her as always that he'd be just fine . . and that he loved her. Which, of course, had her smiling like crazy. But no, she was just missing him. She'd wanted to go out somewhere tonight, but he'd had hockey practice and would be sore . . . so she would just have to wait.

Sanna-Leena didn't know much about the sport her boyfriend of nearly a year and a half played. . . but all the same she supported him. Went to all his games and what-not, and when she could she watched him practice. They were together for that long....? It seemed like just yesterday she found out that he'd liked her in the first place. She laughed at the memory of her finding out that he'd tried to beat up this guy named Jesse that had hit on her a really long time ago, all because he had a thing for her. But Leena had been totally oblivious to the fact that guys actually liked her and thought she was pretty. She'd always thought that she'd never get a date, yet Max came along and . .. well, she'd had lots of dates with him, all of which she loved. It was kind of surreal, how everything was turning out for her. She would have never guessed when she was younger that she'd be doing as well as she was now. A Senior with a full-ride academic scholarship to college not even halfway through the year, a boyfriend that she loved and he loved back, and a life at home that had thankfully improved.

The teen's life seemed perfect on the outside, but in truth, she'd always had some trouble at home. No, nothing too drastic, but her parents were contemplating divorce off and on and on and off. They didn't get along too well, simply because they'd gotten married too young and didn't want to disappoint their parents and give up their first child for adoption. Instead they'd stayed together, had MORE children, and somehow found ways to constantly be fighting, even when the moment was perfect. But for the past few months, they hadn't fought once, and her father, after being laid off, finally got another job. Leena debated as she pulled into her drive-way on calling Max to see what he was up to, but she figured he was hanging with the guys and wouldn't feel like talking too much. Unlike most, she wasn't overly possessive over her boyfriend, and didn't freak out when he was out with friends. She trusted him, and had no reason to be jealous or angry about that. But . . . .it had been a long time since she'd heard from him . . . maybe it would be best to call and check on him?

"Leena, honey, can you help me cook dinner? I just need you to peel potatoes and fry them." Leena really wasn't in the mood to help her mother cook dinner, but it was the least she could do. She was tired from work and really just needed to sleep. However, sleep wasn't an option at that moment in time. So she pulled out her miniature mp3 player so she could listen to music while she peeled away, and sat down to do her task. Her mother made small talk as she worked on peeling, but she really didn't say much. She didn't know why she felt like this . . . something just seemed off. Like she should be somewhere else, or that someone should be with her. Someone like Max."Ow!" She yelped as she sliced her finger with the knife she was holding. Damn! That was what she got for constantly worrying about things that she knew she didn't need to worry about! Her mother rushed over to see what was wrong . . . and thankfully the cut wasn't too bad. It certainly made her put her mind on something else, that was for sure.

After she'd bandaged up the minor gash, she let her mother finish up dinner, and went to her room, where she began doing everything she needed to do for school the next day. The usual, a few pages of homework, along with the usual chores. As she was straightening up her room, she ran across a stuffed animal that Max had one her at a fair . . . when she realized how late it was getting. Normally, he would have called her by now and maybe told her how his day had gone, and sometimes she would ask if she could come over for a little bit before she actually went to sleep. Maybe her phone was on silent? She hugged the giant stuffed bear in her arms, then lounged on her bed, checking her phone for any missed messages or voice-mails. . . nothing. It made her pause for a minute. . . .but she really didn't think anything of it. Maybe practice ran late .. . .maybe he was still out with his friends...? Many reasons as to why he couldn't have called her yet popped up in her mind, none of them negative. She just needed to tell herself that nothing was wrong, so she didn't freak out. Instead of doing what she felt like doing, freaking out and all, she went to go and take a shower.

After she was finished showering, and was dressed in her pajama pants and nice and comfortable t-shirt, she found herself checking her phone again. Again, no calls or messages. So she picked up the phone and dialed . . . Getting his voicemail, she sighed. "Hey, babe. Just checking to see if everything's alright! You haven't called me yet and . . . I miss you. So . . . when you get this message, call me back. I'll stay awake for a while. Alright . . . well, I'm gonna go. I love you. Bye." Leena felt weird leaving him a voice message . . . she wasn't used to it and . . . to be honest, it did slightly worry her. She bit her lip, going downstairs for a moment to get some water and talk to her mom about the panic that was slowly arising in the pit of her stomach. Panic that she had no idea why it was there. Her mother wasn't much help though. She asked her mom if she had any calls from Max, and got back a negative answer, then sighed and tried to find something to do to pass the time. She wasn't having any good luck with that, though. Her mind just wasn't in it. She honestly didn't know where her mind was at the moment. It wasn't thinking about Max, but at the same time it was.

So she went back upstairs to her room, where she snuggled underneath her covers, staring at the ceiling. She found herself closing her eyes and soon she was . . . well, she almost made it to sleep. But just then her cell phone rang . . . her eyes popped open and she grinned. Max was calling, finally! But when she got to the phone, and looked at the caller ID, it wasn't Max's number. It was his parents. She thought that was extremely odd. They never called her unless Max was with her and he didn't have his phone. So immediately, she knew something was wrong . . and her heart dropped into her stomach. "H-hello?" She asked hesitantly. She didn't know what was going on. "Leena . . . Max was in an accident. We just got a phone call...we're on our way to the crash site now." It was Max's father. He was very professional with this type of stuff, and he seemed completely calm. Although she knew that this wasn't the case. She could hear the strain in his voice. But Leena couldn't stay as calm as he could. The tears were already running down her face. She said she was on her way . . . and then pulled on a jacket and rushed out the door. Her parents looked at her and asked her what was wrong, but she was in such a hurry to get to Max that she didn't answer. Thankfully, she'd remembered to get the address from his dad.

Leena was really struggling to stay calm. She felt like she was going to hyperventilate. What if it was a really really bad accident? She had no clue what she would do if something terrible had happened to him. IF? Something DID happen and Max was going to die and she was going to . . hold it. Calm. Leena told herself that she needed to calm down. But as her tears finally dried, she came upon the street right across the Donut shop, she started panicking. Max's parents were there, not so calm anymore. She walked over as fast as she could and spotted him still in the vehicle, motionless. Oliver was out. He wasn't dead, but he didn't look so hot. Thankfully there wasn't much of a crowd around the car . . . however the police weren't letting them go to Max as they started cutting some of the car pieces off. They didn't get to go to him until he was on a gurney, being put into the ambulance. Only one person was allowed to ride to the hospital and Leena was the one. Of course Max's parents were frantic, they were afraid that if they didn't watch over him, something bad would happen, but they knew Leena would make sure the paramedics took care of him.

Just as they were up into the ambulance, and everyone was talking again, he woke up. She paused for a second. Did he not know what happened? "Max. Baby, you went to practice hours ago . but . . .your okay. Your not dead are you? You told me that you were going to be fine when you said goodbye earlier, and you broke your promise! You're such an idiot, and you scared the s**t out of me." She was crying like crazy, and she couldn't help but to at least try and give Max a hug, as awkward as it was with him strapped into a gurney. His parents started talking to him, but she honestly had no clue what it was that they were saying. She was just glad that her boyfriend wasn't dead, and that he was okay. Maybe a little grumpy . . but other than that, just fine.

[empty sighs and wine]

Welcome to the convoluted workings of a gaian.
Where simple thoughts become reality.
Where the ebb and flow of words,
Written on virtual paper eventually lead to
the creation of a being, Ryan Savarayne Valentine,
(otherwise known as just Rayne).
All |age| years of my life were made possible
with the help of BACKDROPsilhouette.
This person s the reason I am now
an ex [?] drug addict trying to be successful without killing a stranger;
the reason I am able to tell you a little bit about myself. Here goes . . .






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