new story of mine. I'll continue Darkness and myabe Guardian Angel and this one.

FALLEN

1. ROXANNE

Like a storm thundering. It was more than I could take. There was nowhere I could go.
I wanted to run so badly, run away from here, run away from this home.
No one would ever understand. All of them thought that my life was perfect. Always laughing. Always smiling. Always being alive. I was Roxanne and I was supposed to be admirable and pretty. Right. I knew that that wasn’t true.
Still I could never let it show. I could never cry. No one could ever know that I was breaking on the inside. That every single day I had to deal with the fear of going home.
Caroline, Rowan, Liz and Kelly and me had been best friends forever. We were unbreakable as they said. But I lied to them every single day.
I wasn’t cool, I wasn’t confident at all. I’d put up a show for two years now. Building up walls that no one was allowed to break. Like a protection. Inside I was starting to fall apart.
But when I was with them I never felt as lonely as I was doing now. They were my real home. Not a solid place. Not even a feeling, not something you could touch. It was a place in my heart and it was glowing inside of me. Home is where the heart is, some people might say. I knew the meaning of it now.
I was safe there. No boy could ever fill that space. Friendship at it’s deepest. Sisterhood.
So why couldn’t I just say it? Why couldn’t I show them that the real Rox had changed. I truly wanted to show them the real me.
Naked. But what if they pushed me away, what if they would hate me if they knew. My world would fall into pieces.
I caught my reflection in the mirror.
I could see the fear shining through the electrical blue eyes. There was no mask to hide behind, I was naked.
I was sixteen years old and I felt so unwanted, so unloved. Everything ended up in total catastrophe.
Living in a house that looked like a castle, with rooms too beautiful to even begin to describe. The house I lived in was on the top on a hill, overlooking the mystical sea.
If I looked out of my window I could see the waves rolling softly against the cliff, the sea becoming one with the beach. At night you could see the blue flashing lights lighting up out unbelievably grand garden. It almost looked magical. The moonlight was painting silver in the sea, I sighed when I looked at the vision.
Some people might say that I was a lucky girl, living in a perfect world. I had everything I could wish for. Almost.
I tried to hold everything back but it was hard, I couldn’t help the burning feeling behind my eyes. I couldn’t stop the tears burning against my cheeks.
I had never felt so lonely. So lost. So broken.
The blood on my cheek had dried. I knew that the bruises would fade, they always did.
But the pain was always the same.
Two years ago we had been perfect. We had been good. Somewhere down the road something had changed.
It wasn’t that it hurt, it did but it was why it happened.
Because of me.
They say that there’s no greater love than a mother’s love for her child.
Man, were they wrong about that.

Great chapter, L!!

Good starting chapter,L!Very sad but god you have good imagination,you can describe abused persoons feeling well,wonder why?Abuse seems to be popular story subject now,Joshistas shattered darkness and now your story.

2. A FIGHT

School. Another pointless day. Plastic smiles. Fake people. A pointless world. No one really showed their true self, or that's what it felt like for me. To be a part of a group who always put you first was somewhat of a comfort, though. But when I looked at my reflection this morning I didn't see myself. Roxanne who had it all. Yeah right. My real reflection would show a girl who tried to hide, a girl who would fall if someone didn't catch her. But no one ever saw that, and that was how it should be.
When I looked around in the corridor of the confusingly big high school I saw a lot of people. Boys rolling around on their skateboards, girls talking about last night's making out session and girl who were living up to their status which meant looking like a barbie but completely lacking intelligence. True they were supposed to be popular and I guess they were. Then there was that other popular group. People who didn't do anything to be popular, just living without caring what people woul say. Being natural, and never putting up a show just to fit in. It made them popular. I was a part of that. I knew what they all were saying; beautiful without even trying. That wasn't me. My friends were indeed beautiful without even trying. Not just the looks, but inside out. Always flowing, always being so alive, so glowing. True beauty. On the outside I was one of them, on the inside I was all alone.
"Hey Rox!?" a voice called out.
I turned around. Max was standing in front of me with his open smile, skateboard as always glued to his feet. It almost made me laugh. Almost.
"What's up?"
"I'm late."
"I noticed" he smirked.
I rolled my eyes.
"So what ya gonna do about it?"
"Honestly, I have no idea" I said, walking up to my locker.
Actually that was a lie, I did have an idea but I wasn't going to word it. A part of me was dying to spit it out, reveal everything I had bottled up inside. All the secrets, all the emotions that was on the edge of killing me. I swallowed. It wasn't an option.
"You could skip" Max said, stopping by my locker.
"Like you're doing?"
"In other words...yeah" he said.
"What's your excuse?" I asked, opening the door to my locker while glancing at his profile.
His t-shirt was revealing more than it should. His black hair was out of place, and that confident grin left me slightly breathless. Still nothing could happen. He was Kelly's brother.
"I think the hunter is going to kill me", he said in a low voice.
This time I actually did laugh.
"Why's that?"
"Not saying"
The hunter. He was the teacher everyone loathed. You got on his bad side, you got trouble. Big trouble.
"Totally understand you're skipping. But I gotta shoot, see ya." I closed the locker.
"Roox!" he called after me.
"What?" I turned around.
"You cool?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah", I laughed. "I'm cool".
"Ok. Beat it."

I felt guilty. I was everything but cool. I lied, and I felt like something dark had poisoned my insides. But to tell the truth, I couldn't do that. I could never do that. I could never explain what was really under the surface. Sometimes you don't know the reasons why. But you know the emotions piercing through.
Last night. What would they say if they knew about last night? Would they hate me, or would they pity me? I didn't want to go there. It was like an endless fight, with knives always reaching my heart. I could still see the visions before my eyes. Like a nightmare. Pain filling your body until it becomes numb.
I couldn't fight the memories, I could only push them away. Two years ago I'd seen everything in a different light. Two years ago I'd been pulled into the dark. A colourful world that had transformed into a black one, with dark colours. A cold world, where no one could ever hold my hand.
Yes, it was a fight. And I wasn't winning.
I was loosing.

i like it!

THANX! :jumpy:

Good chapter,L! keep writing.

YAY! Plannin to...writin at the moment

awesome L! writer more :jumpy:

Aww thanx! Yeah working on it :P

awesome chapter...I liked how you described the popular people!! :D

Hehe...yeah thanx :P

3. FALLEN

Instead of walking into the Science Center for my class I sat down. I couldn’t walk into the classroom. I had been on the edge of spilling it all to Max, there had been something in his eyes that showed that he knew more than he let on. Still, what could he possibly know?
Nothing.
I hadn’t told anyone anything. I had been careful to hide every scar, every wound, and all the pain that was always fighting to reach the surface. There was no way anyone could know. But somewhere inside of me there was now a crack, a crack that could destroy all the walls I had built around myself.
Every day I pushed that memory away. That day, two years ago. This time I couldn’t hold back the memories, it fell. This time I allowed myself to remember.
All of it.

Closing my eyes I can see it as if it was a movie playing before my eyes. As clear as yesterday, but still a lifetime away. A day filled with laughter, a night filled with tears.
I had been fourteen, and I had been completely glowing. I’d never felt so alive before. The weather had been perfect. The sun was shining, and I could almost feel the cool breeze playing in my hair. I could almost hear the laughter, almost feel it. The taste of kissing a boy for the first time. As if the clouds were in my reach, only to find yourself crashing down, hitting the ground too hard. Getting lost in the shadows, never knowing if they would disappear or only grow deeper.
It had started with true bliss. I never knew you could feel happiness like that.
I did.
When I heard the word darkness I saw a dark colour, black. I never knew you could actually feel it.
I did.
I had never been truly scared in my life. Sure there were those small things that everyone could relate to. But to be so frightened that your body is shaking, that your breathing becomes a painful thing, that you actually get mental blocks – I had never experienced that. Not until that day.
Like a storm destroying the rainbow I had built.

“Seriously, is she that stupid or is it just pretence?” Rowan said after drinking from my water bottle.
The sun was burning and Ro and I were sitting outside on the benches next to the school.
A breeze was sweeping by, but the heat still remained. Water was the thing you just couldn’t be without, unless you were into fainting.
“No pretence there”, I informed her.
She followed Allison with her gaze. Looking at her while she stood under a too small tree, with her so-called friends hoping to escape the heat.
She may have the looks, no doubt about it but they were probably out of brains when she was born. Therefore the lack of intelligence, as Ro had said when she explained her theory to me.
“I mean come on,” Ro said watching her with distaste when she passed us to retreat to the coolness inside.
“Yeah, I know”, I said rolling my eyes.
I screamed when something cold hit my neck. Jumping to my feet I looked up, blonde hair was hanging out of the window. Kelly was standing there, next to Liz and Caroline.
Spraying us with water.
“Oooh Rox, did ya get wet?” Liz laughed in her light voice.
Grabbing the water bottle I followed their lead.
“Aaaaah Rooox! You’re so dead,” Kelly screamed.
“Oh really?” I smirked.
“Hell yeah!”
In less than ten seconds we were all involved in a water-fight. Not that it was rare, water-fights were usual these days. Even though some people may say it’s a childish thing I loved every second of it. Even if it meant getting wet. Something you couldn’t escape though, was the guys. Nothing attracted their attention more than a water-fight. Of course.
A war was going on between us, and it wasn’t entirely bad. But they were already one step ahead.
They had a hose.
Needless to say it was very effective. At a far distance I could see a guy coming closer. Thanks to Kelly’s brilliance he was entirely wet. Exposing all those muscles when he moved.
Before I could do anything though, he had splashed me with water not leaving any part dry. He grabbed my arm pulling me closer. I could see the water still falling down his face. He raised the hose, making the water fall into an arch, barely touching my hair. I could see the colours in the water as he came closer. I tried to act cool about it, but I didn’t know what he was playing at. I felt as if my heart was about to explode.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I screamed.
He smiled.
It was so honest, so pure. It revealed everything and nothing at the same time. I tried to read his eyes, dark brown eyes holding something strong, yet unreachable. His brown hair was dripping with water, it hard turned darker. When I didn’t pull away, he pulled me closer. And when I could see the rainbows in the falling water he leaned forward, meeting my lips in a kiss. Through the coldness of his lips it still felt as if I was tasting fire. It wasn’t the most perfect moment, and he wasn’t the most perfect guy.
But in that one moment; when his arm came around my waist, when I could hear voices screaming – a spark had been ignited.
In the centre of my heart.

aww thats soo cute, who is it??
write more!! write more!!

awwwwww

good one L

Good chapter,L! Perfect start for romance,but then something go terribly wrong,right?

oh yeah! Waaay wrong...:P its almost scary ;)