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Post by fennecas on Feb 9, 2007 18:42:06 GMT -5
Jared walked out of the castle towards the forest and he sat by a tree. Waiting for his friend Quade.
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Post by rock4ever on Feb 9, 2007 19:37:48 GMT -5
Quade walked out carefully, making sure that there was no snow around. He hated that powdery white stuff, it was cold. his worst fear. He walked over to Jared and sat down next to him. "wow, i havn't been here yet." He said as he tucked his feet underneath him.
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Post by fennecas on Feb 9, 2007 19:43:45 GMT -5
Jared watched as Quade came closer to him. He watched him sit down and listened to him speak..." yeah...it is kind of nice here...don't you think? " Then he leaned against a tree and peeled at the bark of it while he watched Quade.
(((OOC: sorry the other one was so short. BRB)))
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Post by rock4ever on Feb 9, 2007 19:52:59 GMT -5
((it's ok))
Quade listened to his friend speak and said, "yeah, it is."
When Jared pulled the bark off the tree, Quade twitched and mumbled under his breath, "poor tree," and then he used his hair to hide his face, and his blushing. he cared for nature alot, and he knew that it would hurt the tree to pull bark off of it. but he didn't want to ruin his first real friendship, and so he stayed quiet, hiding his uder embarresment.
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Post by fennecas on Feb 9, 2007 19:56:38 GMT -5
Jared watched Quade as he pulled the bark off of the tree. He saw him shudder and hide himself so Jared said," oh...um..sorry." then he stopped pulling the bark and he sat down and he started to bury his face in his hands to hide his burning red cheeks and after awhile, he started to cry but also tried to hide it by making it quieter and he said," i feel like such an idiot. why hurt these lives just because mine is hurting. It just makes them feel bad." and he stopped blushing and stopped trying to hide his crying.
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Post by rock4ever on Feb 9, 2007 20:09:16 GMT -5
Quade looked at his frined embarresment, then hid his. he felt bad for making him embarresed. Then he said, "it's all right, i'm just a nature freak. i have learned that nature can be a better friend than people could ever be for me, so as a young boy, i would hang out in nature, it was my best friend, still is. But just as yo do to those trees, i do to humans.. i hurt them, mentally." Quade said. he felt weird for saying the last sentance, and wished he could take it back. he was afraid that Jared would be scared of him...
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Post by fennecas on Feb 9, 2007 20:13:06 GMT -5
" i guess i could say that i know how you feel but i truly don't. Dont feel bad for embarrasing me..it was my fault. I shouldnt have been doing it anyways. " Jared calmed his crying down and lifted his head. His eyeliner was slightly smudged from him crying. He didn't know what to say so he just said." i don't know why i hurt them. I guess it just happens sometimes without me really knowing.
(((Now i really have to eat dinner...)))
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Post by rock4ever on Feb 9, 2007 20:17:44 GMT -5
"well, sometimes. people don't think. They just kind of... wel, do it. they will be sitting there, and the next moment, what do you know?" Quade stopped, he didn't want to make Jared uncumfortable, so he just said, "why are you so depressed?" although, it wasn't like Quade had much room to talk, he was depressed too. anyone who looked into his eyes could see that.
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Post by fennecas on Feb 9, 2007 20:23:53 GMT -5
Jared watched Quade as he spoke of ' just doing' and he was asked why he was so depressed. " you want to know why I am depresse? Well...My parents are divorced so i never get to see my mom. My mom doesn't have a job and my dad quit working at the Ministry right after the divorce so we are really poor. I almost wasn't able to come to this school. He wanted me to come though so that i could get a job and then get money for myself. I try to do my best in school but truthfully i don't think i am going to get a good paying job because i am not very good at classes. I make lots of friends though. I like talking to them. It makes me feel better. Why are you so depressed though? You look terrible. Really, i see no reason for me to be so depressed about all of this and i bet your reasoning is even worse then mine.
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Post by rock4ever on Feb 9, 2007 20:31:17 GMT -5
Quade started to cry as he began to talk, each tear reminded him of those dreadful years before this. "well, The only family i have is my dad. The rest of them died because of me... at my birthday. i was only 2 and my dad was taking me to my surprise birthday party. Before i got there, and explosion went off in my house because my mom put gas in the oven. " Quade was crying extremely hard now, and is tears were turning black from his eyeliner. he continued. "and ot make it worse, my social skills are terrible. that is why i was walking away whent you wre talking to me earlier. You are my first real friend. i havn't talked to anyone like this other than my dad. And 3 years ago, he got really mean, and i was stuck with him. he wouldn't let me come here. finally, he let me come. but in the summer, i have to face the life with him again."
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Post by Jared Spurr on Feb 9, 2007 20:37:22 GMT -5
" wow...that is really sad...i am sorry. I know that may not help how you feel though. " Jared started to cry with Quade. He just sat there with him, cyring. He was just thinking about all the horrible thoughts about when his mom and dad were fighting and how much he missed his mom...he hated his dad for not letting him see his mom. He just wanted to be free from all of the misery he was in right now. He just wanted to let it all go. He knew that he wouldn't be able to though...that it was just going to last forever no matter what he did or said. It would probably just make it worse for him. He was feeling horrible about what had happened in the past. He tried to get it out of his head but it just wouldn't work. The pain was like a scar that could never fade away forever. It would always last. And there was nothing he could do about it...nothing...nothing...nothing.
(((OOC: sorry it says guest but my time is up and it logged me off as i posted this...)))
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Post by Quade Sears on Feb 9, 2007 20:48:42 GMT -5
Quade cryed for a long time, but he was self concious of the boy sitting in front of him. he felt bad for not trusting him, but that was what he had learned over the years, trust no one. He glanced at Jared everyonce in a while, wishing to see him bearing a knife, about to stab Quade in the back. but he knew that he would only see the pain that he, himself felt. It was like looking back at a replica of himself, exept the person looking back at him was lucky. he had everything, without knowing it...
((OOC: same thing happened to me.))
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Post by fennecas on Feb 11, 2007 15:32:39 GMT -5
Jared was terribly sad. " well...what do you want to talk about? " he asked Quade once he was back to being normal. " is there anything that you DO want to talk about anyways? I don't really have much to say but i usually have one of my friends start a conversation. I guess that is becuase i am usually friends with girls. In fact, i think you are the only friend that i have that is a guy. Weird. Oh well."
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Post by rock4ever on Feb 11, 2007 16:09:29 GMT -5
Quade laughed. "you are the only friend i have had... so i dn't know what i usually do..." He started to bite his nails, then took them out of his mouth, and slapped his hand. "bad habit," he muttered.
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Post by fennecas on Feb 11, 2007 16:25:52 GMT -5
(((you didn't write anything down)))
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