02-01-2010, 04:58 AM
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Blast-Ended Skrewt
Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: State of Confusion
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Vera Brinley Thanatos Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Mandrake Beery Slytherin Third Year | Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein Quote:
Originally Posted by Violet Eyes Tariana watched as he ran from her. Coward, running from his problems. He was some big bad wolf, why couldn't he stand up to his problems? She was so angry that she turned and punch a tree, the large oak ripping in half from the impact. She merely stepped to the side, avoiding being hit as the tree fell to the ground with a loud booming sound that shook the earth beneath her feet. She stood there for minutes, hours alone, staring out into the darkness. But then, as if a light were turned on, it hit her. Jacob was gone. She had broken up with him, fired him, destroyed their relationship all because a conversation got heated and didn't go her way. As if she didn't hate herself before, she hated herself all the more then. Dropping to the ground, she sobbed angry cries. "COME BACK, YOU COWARD!" she shrieked at Jacob, pounding her fists into the earth. But she knew he probably wouldn't come. Her probably hated her. Pulling her hands out of the ground, she didn't even bother to rub the dirt off as she curled up in a ball and cried until there was no engery left in her body, and her eyes drooped shut in sleep. In her dream she dreamt of Jacob, that he was right in front of her. She ran to him, but he disappeared. He appeared further away from her, but as she took off for him, he again was gone.
As he was in real life. Jake could hear Tariana call after him in the distance but he didn't stop. He needed out. He wanted to talk to Embry and Quil before one, or both, were sent to replace him. He stopped for a moment and looked back, he was tempted to run back but no, that would be worse than just running. He howled angrily and snapped the nearest tree in half. The occupants of this forest probably hated him. But why should he care? He sighed, he also needed to write a letter to Mr. Zakir. He'd definitely be disappointed at the outcome of the evening. But was he to do? She sent him away, so away he'd go.
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