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Curtains Close; Take a bow. I think we fooled all of them now.

Chapter 2 - Alone On This Silent Beach, There is nothing we can do


Rain's POV

"Wake up." Said a bitter low voice.

I rolled onto my side and opened one eye. There was a tall man covered in tattoos standing by the chair with my clothes on. I bolted forward. "Who are you?" I shivered nervously when he turned to face me.

"I'm like an angel to you dear." He said, lowering his voice to be more gentle. "Put your clothes on."

I shook my head. "Why the hell are you in here?" I asked, slightly afraid.

"Are you going to do what I ask?" He replied, rolling his eyes.

"I don't know who you are. I think you should leave." I said sternly.

His gaze locked with mine. He started to slowly walk towards me and held my weak body down. "I've been watching you for a while. You don't know me, but i certainly know you. Now, don't fight me." The man lifted me from the bed and wrapped the blankets around my cold pale skin. I screamed and yelled for help and tried to push him away and wriggle from his grasp. But he was so strong and i was so weak and helpless. I watched him grab my clothes and backpack before opening the window and throwing them down. He held me tightly to his chest but I continued to squirm in his tight grasp.

"Stop that. You'll fall." He whispered before cupping my mouth with his hand and stepping outside onto the window ledge.

I stopped. I was exhausted and could have fallen asleep in his arms. But i tried as hard as possible to stay awake, fluttering my eyes and watching his every move. He carried me from my window and made his way down by climbing through a tree that was conveniently placed right by. He grabbed my clothes and began swiftly walking away. The night was cold and i started to shiver in his arms. He stopped.

"Your cold." He muffled into my ear.

I nodded at him. I felt so exhausted and weak. I could barely move. He placed me down on the grass he was walking on. He lifted the gown over my head and started to dress me, putting on my jeans, t-shirt and hoodie. I wanted to fight him off, but i simply couldn't. I battered my eyes at him as i fell into a deep sleep.

"You're really sick." He whispered in my ear. "But i will get you all better."







Notes

Oli is in the picture now!

Comments

Quality read, I love this story so much, can you check out my new story please? I'd appreciate it and wanna collab

Anyone who is reading this, I'm actually the writer of this story, I just deleted my tumblr account that was linked to this a while ago. I wrote this years and years ago, and I think it's pretty poorly written at the start, so apologies lmao. But anyway, I made a new account, I'm older now so my writing has gotten better, I'm taking English as an A level too so everything is good. I'm in the process of writing something new, but I'm totally annoyed with the lack of views it's getting. It's got a kind of similar story involving drugs and pregnancy and stuff so check it out? <3 Its called "On The Vacant Canvas, We Should Be Waiting", and I've based some parts of the story ie. drugs and fights etc. on experiences that actually happened to me and my friends so it's quite a personal story, as I think it should be.

@SparklyRainbows
Thankyou so much, I've been really good lately, and I hope that you can be too, and I'm glad you're enjoying it :) You better stay awesome too, hun <3

I just want to let you know, I stated until 6:03 in the morning, reading the ever loving fuck out of this. This story is amazin . First of all, this story spans over years, not months or days like most storie . Second of all, I have a real connection with both Oli and Rain (which is one of the character names in my story, too!!!). I struggle with self harm, alcohol, and drug abuse, and this chapter really connected with me especially. Whatever you're going through, I've never met you, but I believe in you. I'm proud that you're five (or more) days sober, and you definitely better keep it up. You're a strong person, and it's really awesome that you're doing good and writing an amazing story while you're at. Stay beautiful my lovely creature!!

I really felt the connection in this chapter with the Alcohol abuse. I really liked this update, a lot x