How To Lose Face And Alienate Yourself: Chapter 3A/N: it's all fiction, I don't own the people, you get the drift. XO.How To Lose Face And Alienate Yourself: Chapter 3 by ~caitlinterrykilljoy
As we slunk through the shadows, Kier slid up beside me.
“Where exactly are we going?” he whispered.
“Somewhere you’ll be safe. Somewhere we will all be safe.” I replied.
We stopped outside a large building, and I turned to Kier and smiled.
“Welcome home.”
Kier’s POV
I watched open-mouthed as Laurence pulled a set of keys out of his pocket and lead us into the building. We ascended some stairs to the third floor and stopped in front of a door, which Laurence unlocked and threw open. He took hold of my arm and pulled me i
How To Lose Face And Alienate Yourself: Chapter 2A/N: I don't own the characters, it's all fiction, blah blah blah. XO.How To Lose Face And Alienate Yourself: Chapter 2 by ~caitlinterrykilljoy
Kier’s POV
I sat in my room for about three hours. I didn’t move, I didn’t speak. I didn’t even acknowledge my dad when he threw open the door and slung my bags in. he must have gone back to Laurence’s to pick them up. It almost made me wonder what Laurence had said when he got there. If he’d tried to bargain with him. Whether he did or didn’t, there was no point. My father was a man who could not be reasoned with.
After a little while, my mum crept into the room and sat down on my bed next to me.
“Kier.” she said q
How To Lose Face And Alienate Yourself: Chapter 1A/N: quick disclaimer. I don't own any of these people, and this is STRICTLY a work of fiction. XOHow To Lose Face And Alienate Yourself: Chapter 1 by ~caitlinterrykilljoy
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High school is a food chain.
There are the people at the top, the predators. They feast on the misery and pain of those below them, and pretty much have the ability to get whatever the hell they want. Privileges, power, people. Anything, right at their fingertips at all times. Sounds like a pretty good deal, right?
Then there’s the prey. The ones stuck right at the bottom. No power, almost no free will and no ability to do anything about it. They’re treated like vermin running amok through the palace of the kings and queens of
Remember Me: ALTERNATIVE ENDING NUMBER 1A/N: Are you ready for this? This is the first of the alternative endings, and it's the sad one. Brace for feelings and please don't hurt me. The story picks up after they arrive at the hospital.Remember Me: ALTERNATIVE ENDING NUMBER 1 by ~caitlinterrykilljoy
Drew's P.O.V
While Shane was being checked over, I went to get a coffee. On my way back to his room, I caught up with his doctor.
"Hey doc. How's he looking?"
"Well, it's not good news. His heart is failing, and it won't last much longer. He needs a transplant."
"A transplant? Like, a donor?"
"Yes. And quickly, too. He's got days, maximum. We need to find a match as soon as we can."
"Do you think you'll be able to find one?"
"I'm sorry, but i
Blackest Side Of Night 1Blackest Side Of Night 1 by ~charliegirl123
The sun shone down upon the streets of Victorian London. People trotted about the narrow paths, carrying on their daily routine. Tall wooden buildings poked out from the rest of the skyline, crooked roofs and small round windows; eyes to the buildings. Chimneys poured out everlasting chains of grey smoke that clustered up the sky, giving it an eerie, daunting look. This was what it was like in Victorian London, pretty much every day of every week of every year. It was what the people were used to, what they knew life was to be. All the small wooden shops, the tall eerie buildings....
But one tall, rotting, crooked building was not the same
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