Ethics Final Project

(align:"==><==")[//Tip: Refresh the page to reset stories so you can get all the endings!// [[<img src=https://kayy2111.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/jane.png?w=344>->Victim]] [[<img src=https://kayy2111.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/brain.png?w=344>->Brian]] [[<img src=https://kayy2111.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/dani.png?w=344>->Dani]] [[<img src=https://kayy2111.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/alex.png?w=344>->Alex]]]

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"It's Alex"''], I sigh. I'm still getting used to this, so I understand why it's [[difficult<-difficult]] for people to get it right.

I've been laying in bed a while now... I should probably [[get up<-get up]] at least.

I push myself up to a sitting position. [[My room<-My room]] is a mess. I look [[around<-around]].

Clothes are scattered across the floor. Wires are everywhere. It doesn't look as dirty in the dark as it does with the light on, so I never keep the light on. Ugh... I really should [[get up<-clean]].

Oh no, the mirror. I guess I match my room's [[aesthetic<-aesthetic]].

I push myself out of bed and begin scavenging the floor for an [[outfit<-outfit]].

''[[Dress<-Dress]]'' or ''[[Pants<-Pants]]''

''[[Black<-Black]] dress'' or ''[[Pink<-Pink]] dress''

Alrighty. The burdens of my chemistry class come back to me. . .I really have to [[studyp<-study]]. But I have that [[partyp<-party]] that Wendy invited me to.

''[[Jeans<-Jeans]]'' or ''[[Sweatpants<-Sweatpants]]''

Alrighty. The burdens of my chemistry class come back to me. . .I really have to [[studyp<-study]]. But I have that [[partyp<-party]] that Wendy invited me to.

2 more hours. UGH. Work [[sucks<-sucks]].

Tonight is the third time now that [[Mia<-Mia]] is [[first met<-sleeping over]].

Okay Library time! Gotta pack my [[bagp<-bag]].

I feel a little guilty but I also know I need to practice some social skills. I should probably pack my [[party bagp<-bag]].

Wallet, Keys, Makeup... Makeup.. Should I do mine? ''[[Yesmakeup<-Yes]]'' ''[[Nomakeup<-No]]''

Books, Notebook, Flashdrive... [[Peppersprayp<-Pepperspray]]? I mean it is getting dark out.

I walk over and it's honestly not a very productive night. [[Time passes<-Time passes]]. I can't focus anymore.

It takes so much effort but, hey, atleast I look presentable [[pepper<-now]].

I'll probably get called out by my friends but I guess it's fine. I just wanna have a good time [[pepper<-tonight]]. It's not like I'm trying to impress anyone.

(if: (history:) contains "Yesmakeup")[(goto: "silence")] I get a ride from [[Karla<-Karla]]. (css: "color: #28c3a1;")[''"So.. you feeling [[alright<-alright]], Janey?"'']

We honestly haven't been friends that long. I met her at college. She's a marketing major or something like that. Maybe it was [[tonight<-bussiness]]?

(css: "color:#e76060;")[''"Yeah, I'm fine. Excited to forget about some stuff, haha"'',] I joke. She looks at me. (css: "color: #28c3a1;")[''"Oh, alright. You just look a little [[tired<-tired]]."'']

Freaking bitch. (css: "color: #e76060;")[''"Thanks for caring, Karly"''], I try to not let the sarcasm sneak through my comment. (css: "color: #28c3a1;")[''"That's what friends are for, hon!"''] God, she's so fake sometimes. . [[here<-...]]

Annnnnnd we're here. This new [[club<-club]] just opened up a few months ago.

We walk inside and meet up with everyone else who already seem a little [[tipsy<-tipsy]].

About a hour has probably passed now. I have to admit, I have a high tolerance so I'm trying really hard to get messed up. All of my friends are already passed that point. We're [[dancing<-dancing]] together.

(css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"Hey Karlyyyyyy"''], Jess slurs her words. (css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"Looks like you have an admirer."''] Karla's head turns to where Jess seemed to be looking. [[A man<-A man]], sitting at the bar is looking back. He's fairly thin and has curly blonde hair.

(css: "color: #28c3a1;")[''"Ugh, Jess, you know I have Michael!"''], Karla yells back. (css: "color: #28c3a1;")[''"Plus, he's way to small for me"''], we laugh. (css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"Karls, that's Brad Turner! He's like the best swimmer on the college swimteam"''], Jess yells over the music. (css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"You should go talk to him! Or [[I<-I will!]]"'' ]

Karla shakes her head. Jess huffs and starts making her way over to the [[bar]].

I try to enjoy myself and ignore whatever is going on. Next thing I know, Jess is back again. She looks [[defeated<-defeated]].

(css: "color: #e76060;")[''"Woah, What happened?"''], I ask. (css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"He..he was looking at you."''] UH what. [[Nope<-Nope]]. I do not want any part of this.

(css: "color: # #e76060;")[''"Nope, no way"''], I let my thoughts out. (css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"You should be grateful he's looking at YOU!"''] Jeez, Jess. Way to bring the mood down. I decide to ''[[Ignore<-Ignore her.]]''

I shake my head and start glupping the rest of the beer in my hand. I turn my back toward her and start dancing with Wendy. [[Time<-Time]] passes.

I think those beers are finally starting to get to me. I gotta [[pee<-pee]].

I stumble through the crowd into the already dirty bathroom door. How is it already so [[gross<-gross]]?

I go into the stall. Noone's in here. Which I'm pretty happy about. I hate public bathrooms. The door creaks open. Crap. . I finish up. It's quiet. Too quiet. I should: ''[[Leave<-Leave]] and get back to my friends.'' ''[[Look<-Look]] under the stall door to see if anyone is there.''

I peer under the opening. I see a pair of black men's dress shoes.. just standing right in front of the stall that I'm in. (css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"I know you're in there."'']] ''[[Quiet<-Stay quiet]]'' ''[[Run<-Run]]'' ''[[whatdoyouwant<-What do you want]]''

I dismiss my anxieties and open the door just to run into the same guy from the bar. What is he doing in [[confess<-here]]?

(css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder") [''"Hey there"'']] (css: "color: #e76060;")[''"uuuuuhhh"''], I'm speechless. ''[[Run<-Run]]'' ''[[Question<-What are you doing]]?!''

(css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"I just thought we could have some fun."'']] I try to get away. (css: "color: #e76060;")[''"Let go of me! I don't wanna have "fun" with you"''], I [[struggle<-struggle]] to loosen his grip on my wrist.

I try to run past him but he catches my arm. (css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"Why'd you ignore me, sweetheart?"'']] (css: "color: #e76060;")[''"What do you [[you<-want]]?!"'']

I stay quiet. Hoping he'll [[pounds<-leave]]. (set:$combinedStyles to(text-style:"rumble")+(text-style:"shudder")) $combinedStyles[BAMM BAMM] (if: (history:) contains "Npep")[(goto: "crawl")]

(if: (history:) contains "Npep")[(goto: "crawl")] Suddenly, I remember the pepperspray in my bag. I use my free arm to grab it. I don't [[hesitate<-hesitate]] to spray this creeper.

(css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"FUCKING BITCH!"'']], he covers his now red eyes in pain. I [[friends<-run]] out of the bathroom like my life depends on it.

I scramble through the crowd trying to find my friends. I finally find them, still in a small circle together. I grasp onto Wendy and the tears start to [[fall<-fall]].

(css: "color: #ff007f;")[''"Girl, what's wrong?! What happened!?"''], Wendy asks. I struggle to breathe and find my [[words<-words]].

(css: "color: #e76060;")[(text-style:"blur")[''"Brad.. fucking Brad...bathroom...didn't want to.."''] ] is the only thing that I can manage to [[Admit<-get out]].

(css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"Brad Turner wanted you and you said no?!"''], Jess ignorantly blurts out. [[Wendy<-Wendy]] hugs me closer as I cry into her.

(css: "color: #ff007f;")[''"Shut up, Jess. She didn't want it"''], she defends me. She turns toward [[me<-me]].

The music is blarring and I feel like I'm [[passout<-about pass out.]]

(css: "color: #9c1759;")[''"Janey, you don't have to talk about it right now but it'll be okay.''"] (text-style:"blur")[I start crying even more. //I got you// is the last thing I hear before I finally] (text-style:"blurrier")[black[[black<-out]]].

He pounds on the weak stall door. (css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"COME ON, SLUT, OPEN UP!"'']] Maybe I should try to [[crawl<-crawl]] to the next stall and make a run for it? Or should I wait it out and keep my [[pepperspray<-pepper spray]] ready?

Okay, Okay, Jane. Come down. I begin to crawl under the gap on the side of the stall. (css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"Oh, so you're playing hard to [[grab<-get]], I see."'']]

I feel his sweaty hand grab my leg from under the stall. I struggle again, desperately trying to find something to [[hold<-hold]] onto.

I hug the bottom of the toilet in the next stall. But he won't [[stop<-stop]].

I loose grip and next thing I know I'm being pulled across the disgusting [[floor<-floor]].

(if: (history:) contains "Npep")[(goto: "floor2")] (text-style:"blur")[I turn around to see him towering over me,smiling.] PEPPERSPRAY I NEED MY PEPPERSPRAY (text-style:"blur")[I quickly look over to see my bag in the stall I was pulled from. I start trying to crawl to it.] (text-style:"blur")[To my surprise, he doesn't stop me. He just [[watches<-watches]].]

Should I pack pepper spray? [[tonight<-Yes]] [[Npep<-Nah]]

I think I'll be [[tonight<-okay]].

The door finally gives. I turn my head and press the [[hesitate<-button.]]

(text-style:"blur")[Just as I'm about to reach my bag, he walks over and kicks it further from my grasp underneath the next stall. He locks the stall door behind [[liftsup<-him.]] ]

(text-style:"blur")[He picks me up and throws me against the wall. He pushes his body against mine and I try to push back but it's as if all my energy is gone. ] (text-style:"blurrier")[ n o s t o p . . .] ''[[END<-END]]''

(css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"I just thought we could have some [[Bam<-fun.]]"'']] Uh... (css: "color: #e76060;")[''"No thanks?"'']

I wakeup to the vibrations of [[my phone<-my phone]]. It takes me awhile to realize but I'm in Wendy's [[cleaner<-dorm room.]]

It's so much cleaner than mine.

As my vision begins to come back, I remember last night. I look at my phone to see a bunch of [[notifications<-notifcations]].

(live:.4s)[(set: $helloTimer to $helloTimer + .5)(if: $helloTimer is 3 or $helloTimer > 1)[Message from Karla:(css: "color: #28c3a1;")[''"Jane"'']] (if: $helloTimer is 6 or $helloTimer > 2)[Message from Karla:(css: "color: #28c3a1;")[''"Jane"'']] (if: $helloTimer is 9 or $helloTimer > 3)[Message from Karla:(css: "color: #28c3a1;")["''You gotta check twitter, like now"'']] (if: $helloTimer is 9 or $helloTimer > 5)[Message from Wendy:(css: "color: #9c1759;")[''"Don't go to class, Jane. I'll be back in a few.. I can't fucking believe this prick!"'']] (if: $helloTimer is 9 or $helloTimer > 6)[Message from Jess:(css: "color: #7780ff;")[''"What the hell did you do!?"'']] (if: $helloTimer is 9 or $helloTimer > 7)[''[[END<-END]]'']] (if: $helloTimer is 8)[(stop:)]

I log on and just as I thought, that guy I peppersprayed last night is now trying to ruin my life.

I decide it's time to leave. I could take a [[cab<-cab]] but I don't really have much money on me. [[Walking<-Walking]] would be easier.

As I'm walking, the street is lit only by dull streetlamps. My heart stops. I see a car's lights behind me. It's probably [[nothing<-nothing]].

I give the smelly driver what's left of my money and walk out. Ah.. Finally home. ''[[END<-END]]''

(text-style:"smear")[It's slowing down now. The windows are rolling down] [[Start Run<-Run]] [[Keep Walk<-Keep Walking]]

I start sprinting. I just wanna go home. I hear the car [[speedup<-speedup]]

I decide to keep walking. It's not worth the sweat. Through the side of my eye, I can see that there's atleast three guys [[inside<-inside]].

(css: "color: #9becbc;")[(text-style:"shudder") [''"Hey, Beautiful"'']] The driver's looking at [[me2<-me]].

(css: "color: #c474d2;")[''"YOU GOTTA NICE ASS"''] yells the one sitting in the back. (css: "color: #9becbc;")[(textstyle:"shudder") [''"SHUT UP, JAYY, Jesus Christ.."'']] the driver yells back as his attention shifts back on me as I'm walking. ''[[Thanks?<-Thanks?]]'' ''[[Ignore2<-Ignore]]'' ''[[Start Run<-Run]]''

(css: "color: #9becbc;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"Get in the car."'']] Wow this guy really doesn't know how to take a hint. ''[[Start Run<-Run]]'' ''[[Ignore2<-Fuck you.]]'' ''[[Ignore2<-No.]]''

(css: "color: #9becbc;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"Aw, Come on! It's a ''[[compliment<-compliment!"]]]]

As I'm running, I can hear the screech of a car's tires speeding up. I have to get away from these creeps! I mean will they ever [[Run behind houses<-stop?]]

I ignore his comment and keep [[bitch<-walking]].

(css: "color: #9becbc;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"Fuck you, Bitch. You ugly as hell anyway.''"]] He finally drives [[away<-away.]]

UGH. Finally home. I feel like I avioded some really bad shit tonight. ''[[END<-END]]''

I run behind some houses and although it's trespassing, it's worth it because I finally [[loose them<-loose them.]]

I finish making my way home. My heart's still racing. I don't think I should ever go out again. Even though I'll probably have to. ''[[END<-END]]''

Working at an arts & crafts store might not sound like it sucks as bad as fast food, but I can assure anyone, it [[does<-does]].

I've been on shift since 9am now. One of the first customers I had to ring up bought like 100 [[baskets<-baskets]]. I take a peek at the computer monitor [[clock<-clock]].

I had to mannually type in an override for each one. AND THEY BOUGHT LIKE 20 CANDLES. I had to wrap those in [[bubblewrap<-bubblewrap]]...

We were out of [[does<-bubblewrap]].

3:01 p.m. It's been exactly ONE [[minute<-minute]].

Is this what hell feels like? Or [[purgatory<-purgatory]]?

As I'm lost in my own questions, a [[customer<-customer]] comes up to my register.

I sigh quietly and look up to see [[Davey<-Davey]].

Davey's a co-worker of mine. Well, technically, he's my supervisor, but he's only a few years old of me, a mature 18. (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Oh, hey, [[Party<-Davey]]."'' ]

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Brain! How's it [[going<-going]]?"'']

(css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"It's going good"'',] I lie. If it weren't for the fact that I need this money, I'd quit so [[fast<-fast]].

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"So, I just wanted to let you know, I'm having a party tonight! To kick off the start of football season."''] Davey's always been popular. He's pretty much loved by everyone in school. Even the nerds like him. He's incredibly [[wannago<-charismatic]]. I guess that's why he's the first (and only) friend I've made at a job.

I realize the mind-blowing silence I've left linger. (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"You should go!"''], he [[turndown<-smiles]] at me.

(css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Maybe I will."''] I fake a smile, knowing that I'm going to have to force myself to go. I need to make [[friends1<-friends]].

(css: "color: #5ef0f5;")["''Alright, I'll go"'',] I say. I need to get better at social [[friends1<-interaction.]]

He's super hard to say no to. (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''[[Maybe<-Maybe]]''] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''[[Alright<-Alright]]'']

Work was exhuasting, to say the least. I'm finally home now. Well, if it weren't for this dumb [[get dressed<-party]], I'd be in bed.

I should probably start getting ready. [[Button down<-Button down]] should be okay.

''[[black3<-Black]]'' or ''[[pink3<-Pink]]''

And with that, I fix my hair in the mirror. Beginning to look like an emo [[gay<-girl's]] dream.

Maybe I should take this off. What if everybody says I'm gay? .... I mean.. I am. But Gah, [[omw<-nevermind.]]

HA. Gross. I mean, not that girls are gross in general. Women are awesome. It's just.. yeah, gross. It's weird how the idea of me being gay didn't click til last [[omw<-year]].

I hate driving. I guess it's a good thing Davey's house isn't too far from mine. I guess I could've walked, but it's pretty dark and I don't feel like getting stabbed today, [[arrive<-thanks]].

I tried to get here about an hour after he said it'd start. I know all too well from experience that when a party starts at 7, it doesn't usually start til' 8:30. It's loud, even from outside. The door is wide open with people scattered around it. [[Go Inside<-Go Inside]]

There are way too many people in this [[building<-building]]. Feels like a fire hazard or something. ''[[Stay<-Stay]]'' ''[[Explore upstairs<-Explore upstairs]]''

It's a pretty nice house. What I expected from him. There's a huge sprial staircase leading [[Go Inside<-upstairs]]. I've always wanted to climb one of those!

I fulfill a life-long dream of walking up a spiral staircase. Okay it's a little annoying and disorienting but still. Fancy! The hallway stretches in front of me. ''I should probably go [[Stay<-back downstairs]].'' ''[[Open door<-Open door]] at the end of the hallway''

Curiosity killed the cat. I walk over to a nearby couch and sit down. I notice another [[guy<-guy]] standing alone.

I know I probably shouldn't be doing this, but it's exhausting being around people. I turn the [[bedroom<-knob]].

[[A bedroom<-A bedroom]]! Nice. At least it wasn't a closet. I'm kinda tired of being stuck in those.

The walls are an extremely bland and gray. Something you'd see at a pyschiatric hospital. Entirely blank. Weird. I'd expect something more from [[footsteps<-Davey]].

He's wearing a really cute hoodie. Actually, maybe that's just a hoodie and he's the cute one. I look over again. He's looking at me. [[ohno<-oh noooooooooo.]]

(text-style:"shudder")[HE'S WALKING OVER ABORT ABORT!] (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Uh, hey"''] [[hello<-crap.]]

(css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Hello"'',] the words finally come out. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I, uh, don't normally go to parties.. or like talk to people but did you maybe wanna hang out sometime? like after this?"''] [[YES<-...]] I am stunned.

Before I can process anything his faces changes. He's blushing. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Oh god. Gah I, uh, didn't mean..''"] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Yes!"''], I [[number<-cut him off.]]

He looks just as stunned as I feel. The pressure feels lifted though. I force a smile through the anxiety. "Act confident, and you'll be confident", I repeat my mother's mantra in my head. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Oh! Uh, great!''"], he smiles at [[timepasses<-me.]]

Some time passes and we exchange numbers. WOW. I just talked to a boy. I mean. I've talked to guys before just. . I find myself [[interupt<-smiling]] without realizing.

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Hey! Brian! Hellooo?!"''] I'm pulled back to reality by Davey's voice. I realize he's been talking to me but I honestly haven't heard anything he's said. I look back totally confused. ''"[[friend<-Huh?]]"''

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"I seen you made a friend! That's awesome!"''] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Oh uh. Yeah?''",] I reply. Hopefully more than a friend, I think. (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Hey, wanna see something cool?"'' ] His eyes look different? I never realied how bright they were. Weird but, (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Okay"'',] I [[walkup<-answer]].

I follow him over to the staircase and he starts going up. I follow. (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"What did you wanna show me?"'',] I question. (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"It's in my room, come on! I know you'll [[room<-love it.]]"'']

The walls are an extremely bland gray. Something you'd see at a pyschiatric hospital. Entirely blank. As I'm look around, I hear an audible click behind me. Did he just lock the [[wtf<-door]]?

(if: (history:) contains "footsteps")[(goto: "lucky")] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")["''Uhm, what the hell are you doing?"'',] I panic. Davey [[listen<-smiles]].

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"So listen.."''], he begins to walk toward me. (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"I have an offer you might like."''] I've never seen him like this before. Why is he acting like a villian straight out of a comic book? //''[[offer<-What offer?]]''// ''[[offer<-Stay quiet.]]'' (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''//No thanks, I'm [[leave<- leaving]].//'']

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"You're gonna help me out."''] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"What?"''], I am so confused. (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"I know your little secret, Brian. If you help me out, it can stay a secret and you can keep your job too. There's equal benefit for the both of us. Helping me out will help you too. I know you'll (text-style:"shudder")[enjoy it]."''] He rubs his crotch. My heart [[drops<-drops]].

I try to walk toward the door past him but he stands in my way. I push past him and grab the handle. I begin to turn it when he speaks. (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Fine. Leave if you want everyone to know your [[secret<-secret]]."'']

How does he know? If it's that obvious, why would it matter if he tells everyone? ''[[Leavefinal<-Leave]]'' ''[[Turn around<-Turn around]]''

I open the door but it won't budge. Did he trick me? (set:$combinedStyles to(text-style:"rumble")+(text-style:"shudder")) $combinedStyles[(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Ha Ha Ha"'']] I slowly turn my head to look over my [[shoulder<-shoulder]].

I turn around. (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"What do you [[offer<-want?]]''"]

I recollect my thoughts. (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"First of all, how do you know I'm gay? Second of all, can't you get any girl here to sleep with you? Why are you going through all this trouble?"''] Be brave, Brian. [[Be brave<-Be brave]].

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"I've kinda always suspected it but seeing you talk to your new friend... I finally made up my mind."''] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"I [[don't<-don't]] want this!"''] (if: (history:) contains "pink3")[(goto: "Pinkk")] (if: (history:) contains "Open door")[(goto: "looking for me")]

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Other than the way you talked to your "friend"? That pink shirt isn't helping you either, buddy."''] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"I [[don't<-don't]] want this!"'']

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Let's just say it was a lucky hunch."''] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"I [[don't<-don't]] want this!"'']

(css: "color: #712fb4;")["''Why not?"''], he looks confused, (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"You're gay and I'm a dude.''"] ''[[yell<-THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS]]'' ''[[yell<-GAY PEOPLE HAVE STANDARDS TOO, ASSHOLE]]''

He won't undertand. I should leave but.. everyone will find out and I'll loose my job.. ''[[Take the offer<-Take the offer]]'' ''[[Leavefinal<-Leave.]]''

(css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Do I even have a choice?"''] No. I don't. . I don't want everyone finding out before I'm ready to tell them and I need my job. I need that money.. I don't want this.. I don't wanna loose it .. to this asshole.. I glare at him with pure hatred. [[Leavefinal<-...]]

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"I forgot to mention the second lock, whoops."''] I look down to see a second floor lock. Before I can try to unlock it, he moves swiftly to pull me backwards and pushes me into the bed. ''[[Struggle2<-Struggle]]''

I'm... driving? Since when? (text-style:"rumble")[FFF] I suddenly start to feel my body. So. much. pain. . . Without warning, I [[grosss<-throw up.]] Everywhere.

I feel disgusting. Not even because of the throwup. Everthing hurts and I feel so fucking dirty... It did happen. I begin to [[remember<-remember]].

I should'be been stronger. I should've been more careful. As suddenly as my car is filled with the stench of vomit, my mind is filled with hindsight and regret. I look at the [[time1<-clock]].

(if: (history:) contains "Open door")[(goto: "epiloge")] 3:01.. a.m. Suddenly, I rememeber (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[Jack], the guy I met at the party. I feel like I need to be with someone right now. I can't be alone and I can't go home. Not like this. I [[text<-text]] him.

3:01.. a.m. All I wanna do is shower. Forever. I want to forget this. ''[[END<-END]]''

(css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Hey, are you up? Something happened."''] He automatically responds with his address. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I can tell it's serious. [[his house<-Come over]]."'' ]

I struggle. I fight. Damn.. he's strong, but I can't loose it. Not like this. (text-style:"shudder") [Not like this!] (set:$combinedStyles to(text-style:"rumble")+(text-style:"shudder"))$combinedStyles[NOT LIKE THIS] (set:$combinedStyles to(text-style:"rumble")+(text-style:"shudder")+(text-style:"blur"))$combinedStyles[NOT L I k e] [[wakeup<-Please wake me up from this nightmare..]]

I GPS his location and drive over. It hurts. So. Bad.. Finally, I'm infront of a building that I can only percieve to be an apartment complex. I text him that I'm [[end<-outside.]]

I tell him EVERYTHING. He doesn't even know me but he's so angry about what happened. I, on the otherhand, feel nothing but disgusted. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"We have to fight for justice, Brian"''], he tells me. I close my eyes trying to keep the tears in. Be Brave, Brian. I repeat my mother's mauntra in my head. ''[[END<-END]]''

I hear slow footsteps coming up behind me. I should probably [[hi<-leave]].

I turn around and run straight into Davey, who happens to be directly behind me. Shit. (css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"Hey, buddy, why aren't you downstairs at the party?''"] I'm not sure how to answer this so I go for the obvious answer. (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"Uh, I was looking for the [[lock<-bathroom]].''"]

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"You passed right by it. What were you really looking for?"''] He closes the door behind him. I hear an audible click noise. Did he just lock the [[wtf<-door]]?

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"You walked up here. To my bedroom.. You were looking for me, weren't you? Well, I'm here now."''] (css: "color: #5ef0f5;")[''"I don't want this[[don't<-...]]"'']

(css: "color: #712fb4;")[''"I'm actually kinda happy you decided to come up. I was looking for you anyway."''] ''"[[listen<-What?]]"''

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It just feels like everyone is against me sometimes. It's like the world is just waiting for [[alexx<-me]] to [[can't<-give up.]]

I'm 18. A late bloomer, you could say.. I [[difficult<-missed out]] on a lot.

But I'm not. I can't. I've spent [[work<-too much work]] on this. On me.

It's been a few months since I started. But I've already started noticing [[changes<-changes]].

It's one of the few [[devil<-things]] keeping me going.

Speaking of things that keep me going, there [[name<-she]] is.

Ava Aingeal. She's the number 2 reason that I still come to school. The most [[smiles at me<-supportive friend ]]I had after I came out.

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Hey, Alex"''], she smiles at me. (text-style:"rumble")[Ba-Dum] Goddamnit. Why does [[just a friend<-my heart]] do that?

We've been really close for awhile now. She holds my hand a lot and says a lot of really [[friend4<-nice things.]]

Sometimes it kinds makes me think, "oh! She likes me!" But who could like me? I mean, I don't even know how any of that stuff works. [[boyfriend<-Plus..]]

She has a boyfriend. Ugh. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Alex?"''] I'm torn from my thoughts by her voice. I snap out of it. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Oh, sorry. [[what's up<-What's up?"]]'']

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Uh. Hell yes!"''] I answer. Her smile fades away for a moment. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I just really, really, can't deal with [[Devin<-Devin]] right now."'' ] (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Oh, Uh. Yeah, no problem"''], I smile back in hopes to cheer her up. If this isn't [[my chance<-my chance]], I don't know what is.

Her [[emotions<-boyfriend]]. Have I mentioned he's an ass? Cause he is. He didn't do anything for her on valentine's day. I remember I saw how sad she was and I bought her a rose. It didn't seem to make her feel //that// much better but I want to make her as happy as she makes me.

I could not focus in class. At all. I was busy doodling hearts in notebook the whole time. When it's time to get on the bus, I [[bye<-see her]] again.

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I'm really excited to see what they're gonna do. I mean, remakes are usually not good but I also feel like you just gotta see 'em, you know?"''] She holds my hand as we walk out the building. Ava's a huge horror fan. [[metoo<-So am I.]]

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Totally. I mean, yes, it's the eighth installement, but it's SAW. Like the mother of mainstream torture porn horror movies!"''] We finish out the conversation and I lead her to her bus and [[drop<-drop her off.]]

I get home, do some work and start getting ready to walk over to the theatre. This feels like a pretty special event. I should wear... ''[[tshirt<-SAW graphic T-shirt and jeans]]'' ''[[button<-Button down shirt with an alien tie.]]''

Alright! I don't know what I'm gonna say or do. Ava's always been the one to initiate everything. I don't want to push anything. I just enjoy being around her. ''[[walkmovie<-Walk to Movie Theatre]]''

It's 8 p.m. The movie starts at 8:30 but I'm not that far. It's pretty muggy outside so I'm starting to [[sweat<-sweat]].

I really hope I don't smell. As I arrive, Ava is already outside waiting for me. Guess she wasn't kidding about wanting to get away from Devin. I quickly [[early<-walk up]] to her.

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Hey! I'm supposed to be the early one!"''] I tease. She laughs. I'm happy I can still make her smile. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"It's like still a half hour before the movie even starts still. You better have something planned."''] (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I do"''], she grins and [[grabs<-grabs my hand.]]

She starts to pull me [[playground<-down the street.]] I want to question her but I trust her and just follow. Neither of us are talking but this feels like intimate exchange of mutual trust.

We finally reach what I think is our destination. A .. playground? It's really old but it looks super cool. Ava lets go of my hand and turns around. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"We're [[describe<-here!]]"''] She closes her eyes and smiles widely.

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Uh-huh, and where's here?"''] She sits ontop of a wooden [[see-saw<-see-saw.]]

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"It is pretty cool, actually"''], I look around. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Come on, Come on!"''] She points to the other seat. ''I [[take the seat<-take the seat]]. "[[This is nothing<-This is nothing!]]"''

I sit down in the spot. We promptly get a few good swings in until my side entirely breaks off due to my weight and the old wood. Ava is caught by surprise and is thrown up into the air, further than she expected and falls to the ground. (set:$combinedStyles to(text-style:"rumble")+(text-style:"shudder")) $combinedStyles[BOOOOOM] I [[runover<-run over]].

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Oh my god, Are you okay!?"''] She's laying on the ground still, so out of instinct, I pick her up in my arms. She's starring at me now. There's a twinkle in [[Kiss<-her eyes.]] Something that wasn't there before.

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Ava?"''] I pull her out of her trance. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"DAMN ALEX, YOU'RE STRONG AS HELL!"''] (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Oh, yeah, I guess I didn't even notice, sorry!"''] I start to put her back onto the ground. ''"[[wait<-Wait!]]"''

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"What is it?"''] I [[second<-stop]].

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I was wondering if you wanted to go see the new SAW movie tonight?"''] THIS IS IT. THIS HAS TO BE IT. All of the logic in my brain is silenced by my [[emotions<-emotions]]. The left side of my brain is being held hostage by the right.

She hugs me. I wrap my arms around her waist. I always forget how good this feels. I let out a sigh. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Alright, I'll see you later, beautiful!"''] (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"See you tonight, handsome."''] She smiles sweetly. Even normal couples would get nauseous over how [[home<-lovey and cheesey]] we are.

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"If you like this, we should go to the pysch center. Now, that's rebellious"''], I laugh. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"You want rebellious?"''] She grins and reaches into her bag pulling out two [[spray paint<-spray paint]] cans.

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Where the hell did you get those? You didn't plan that far ahead, did you?"''] (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I always carry atleast one around, [[noidea<-just in case.]]"'']

This snaps her out of her trance again. Once she's safely on the ground, she immediately hugs me. I wrap my arms around her waist but it feels [[different<-different]].

I realize that our breathing patterns are [[grip<-synced]].

Before I can utter another word, her hand is on my [[face<-face]].

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Just another second."''] She stares at me [[again<-again]].

I'm loosing grip now. My arms are hurting. I don't want this moment to end but I don't want my arms to give out on me. I start to put her [[hug<-down]].

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Honestly, I'm not sure! We drove by here on the way to the theatre and I just thought "HEY, I gotta take Alex here!"''] She pushes herself off the ground.. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"It's creepy, isn't it?!"''] ...and falls just as quickly. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Probably not the [[montage<-best place]] for childen who are alive"''], she laughs at herself.

For some reason, I had no idea Ava was so into [[vandalism<-vandalism]]. I mean I guess I should've known. After all, she //is// an artist and she likes creepy abandoned places.

We go to one of the [[no jigsaw<-bulidings]] that makes up one third of the perimeter that holds the playground. There's moss growing all over it.

She immediately starts her new masterpiece. I'm not sure what to do. ''Spraypaint [[Jigsaw mask<-the Jigsaw mask.]] Spraypaint a [[creepy quote<-creepy quote.]] Spraypaint a [[heart<-heart]]''

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Is SAW your favorite horror movie series?"''] I turn to her. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Ha. No. Evil Dead is the best. [[No competition1<-No competition]]. I feel like there's alot of different subgenres in the horror world though."'' ]

(if: (history:) contains "tshirt")[(goto: "jigsaw")] She immediately starts her new masterpiece. I'm not sure what to do. ''Spraypaint a [[creepy quote<-creepy quote.]] Spraypaint a [[heart<-heart]]''

There's absoletly no competition between us. She did two skeletons holding hands and put our initials on the bottom. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Is that supposed to be us?"'']I ask (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Yep, even in the afterlife, we're gonna [[be together<-be together]]. We'll have fun scaring people"''], she giggles.

It's cheesey but it's the one thing I draw so much that I actually feel confident showing it for everyone to see. I turn to look at her and [[No competition<-wow]]. Like wow. How did she do that that fast?

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Classic. I love it."''] I turn to look at her and [[No competition2<-wow]]. Like wow. How did she do that that fast?

I don't know what she really means by 'being together' but I laugh anyway. This is what I mean when I say she says and does a lot of sweet things. Eventually we pack up and make our way back to the [[movie<-theatre]].

She finally starts to act like her old self again as we pack up and start walking to the [[movie<-theatre]].

The movie actually wasn't as bad as we both thought it'd be. I mean it had the same twist every SAW movie has but it was still worth watching. The movie ends and we make our way [[out<-out]].

It's a little colder out now. Probably because it's so late. We wait for her dad to pick her up. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[//[[friendd<-Alex?]]//]

(if: (history:) contains "This is nothing")[(goto: "kissher")] (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Thanks for tonight. It's put some stuff into perspective for me."''] (css: "color:#e94dfb;")[''"Oh, no prob-"''] Before I can finish my sentence she's kissing me. I'm really confused but also really happy. Is this [[dad<-real]]?

(css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Thanks for tonight. It's put some stuff into perspective for me."''] (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Oh, no problem, Ava. I'm always here."''] She smiles. It's bittersweet. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"I'm always here too"''],she grabs my hand and looks at me. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")["''Death can't do us part!''], I joke, refrencing her [[dad<-graffiti]].

Before I know it she pulls away and I can see her dad pulling up. Good thing she caught that before he saw us, he'd kill me. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Hey, do you need a ride home?"''] If I do go, it'd be a lot easier and quicker than walking but her dad scares the living shit out of me. It's weird but he kind of reminds me of Devin. ''[[Take the ride<- Take the ride.]]'' ''[[Walk home<-Walk home]]''

(css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"No, I'm good"''], I smile. (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Your loss!"''], she jokes as she gets into the old green pickup truck. And with that, I start my [[dark<-journey]] home.

Reluctantly, I say yes and [[finally<-brace through]] her father's offesive comments about my appearence.

(transition:"dissolve")[Finally, we arrive at my house. I have a lot to process. Does she want to be with me? Did she mean it? Is she just gonna act like nothing happened? I'm happy it happened. I just.. I'm also scared. I go to bed smiling. ''[[END<-END]]'' ] (if: (history:) contains "This is nothing")[(goto: "the usual")]

I begin walking down the street. I get pretty far in the silence before I strat to hear a group of [[men<-voices]] behind me.

(transition:"dissolve")[Finally, we arrive at my house. I'm left with the same feeling I always am after we hang out. I wish I could've done more. I go to bed feeling empty ''[[END<-END]]'' ]

Too scared to look back, I can hear it's a group of guys. Probably a year or two older than me. ''[[Look back<-Look back]]''

I try to look back. Crap, they know I know. I feel [[hand<-a hand]] on my shoulder.

Fuck. (css: "color: #CC0000;")[''"Hey! I know you!"''], the man who's hand is on my shoulder exclaims. I [[entire<-turn around]] entirely now.

There's about five of them. Way too many for me to fight even with all this new testosterone in my body. I stay silent. (css: "color: #CC3300;")[ ''"Yeah! You're that (css:"color:#FF6600;")[fuckin' tranny], right?" "Why do you (css:"color:#FF6600;")[wanna be a boy] so much?" "No matter what you do, (css:"color:#FF6600;")[you're still a girl."] "It's not that bad (css:"color:#FF6600;")[being a girl!"]''] (css: "color: #CC0000;")[''"Yeah! Come on, let us (text-style:"shudder")[[[show you]]]"'']

No no no no no. ''[[RUN<-RUN]]''

(if: (history:) contains "take the seat")[(goto: "hurt")] Without thinking, I start to sprint. My fight or flight kicked in. It can't be that important to them. They need to give up eventually. I look back and they are definitely [[out of sight<-chasing]] me.

Without thinking, I start to sprint. My fight or flight kicked in. It can't be that important to them. They need to give up eventually. I look back and they are definitely chasing me. I really fucked up my back earlier at the playground when I fell. I'm gonna have to take a break or else I might just pass out. I eventually make enough space between us that I run into an ally to [[hide<-hide]].

Before I realize, I'm grabbed and yanked back by my shirt. (css: "color: #CC3300;")[''"GUYS I FOUND HER"''] I want to cry but I need to [[fight<-fight]] through this. is this real? This can't be real.

I hear a few of them run past but the last one doesn't. I hear footsteps running down toward me. Can they [[see me<-see me]]?

(transition:"dissolve")[Finally, after what seems like an eternity. I lose them. As soon as I get into my room, I just start crying. I can't imagine what would've happened if they caught me. Fuck. I didn't even see their faces. It was so dark. They know who I am but I don't know who they are. Can I ever go outside again without worring? I have to tell Ava about this. ''[[END<-END]]'' ]

I try punching and clawing at this man's face but there's no luck. The other four guys made it [[over<-over.]]

(css: "color: #993300;")[''"What are we gonna do to her?"''], one asks as I struggle. (css: "color: #CC3300;")[''"Show her a good time"''], the one who appears to be their leader answers. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"STOP PLEASE"''] (css: "color: #CC3300;")[''"Aw, don't worry, honey, it'll only hurt for a second"''], he smiles. I throw up in my mouth. ''[[END<-END]]''

Ever since we first met, she's been trying super [[chance<-hard]] to be my friend.

She's a bit short than me. Long brown curly hair and brown eyes. Although we were in the same class, we didn't actually meet until we realized we had a mutual [[Dani<-friend]].

She tries to sleepover [[shouldn't complain<-every chance]] she gets.

I guess I shouldn't be complaining. Especially since I don't have many [[diffcult for me<-friends]].

It's [[breakup<-difficult]] for me.

Honestly, I think she's been trying to get with me or something to help her get over the [[boyfriend2<-breakup]].

When we first met, all she ever talked about was her boyfriend, as if she was trying to prove [[bisexual<-something]].

I think I made some kind of reputation for myself after I [[maybe<-came out]].

[[full<-Maybe]] I'm part of the reason they brokeup.

Or maybe I'm just [[weird<-full of it]].

Since the first sleep over we had, she's been doing this weird thing where she tries to lean in super close to my face. It makes me [[awkward<-uncomfortable]]. So I try to move away.

It's incredibly [[conflicted<-awkward]].

I'm incredibly [[attractive<-conflicted]].

There's no question I find girls [[pretty<-attractive]].

And Mia is really [[personality<-pretty]].

But it's more about her [[wrong<-personality]] that makes me turn away.

She's really intimidating. I feel like if I say the [[soon<-wrong]] thing, she'll tear me apart.

She's coming over [[ready<-soon]].

Should I [[Getready<-get ready]]? Or should I [[Stayin<-stay in my PJs]]?

I [[after<-throw on]] a pair of jeans and a tshirt. No need for anything fancy, I just don't wanna look like a total bum (even though I totally am).

I [[after<-stay in bed]] and keep playing my game. It's this new game. My dad and I were waiting like two years for its release. It's a zombie game but it's pretty colorful and funny.

After another half hour, I get a text from Mia who's [[myself<-at my door]].

I get a pit in my [[do this<-stomach]].

Why do I do this to [[door<-myself]]?

I open the door and [[time passes<-let her in]].

Some time passes after hanging out and watching youtube. It's about 10:30 p.m. [[now<-now]].

We honestly don't talk that much. It's just a lot of her talking and [[I know<-awkward silence]].

(text-style:"blur")[I turn around to see him towering over me,smiling.] (text-style:"blur")[I start trying to crawl away.] (text-style:"blur")[To my surprise, he doesn't stop me. He just [[watches1<-watches]].]

(text-style:"blur")[I don't get very far. He locks the stall door behind [[liftsup<-him.]] ]

I get a ride from [[Karla<-Karla]]. It's mostly awkward [[here<-silence]] except for her playing some loud music on the radio.

I know she's gonna try [[should<-something]].

Maybe tonight I should actually [[tryback<-try back]].

I know I should. I'm [[supposed<-supposed]] to want this.

She could be [[myfirst<-my first]] real girlfriend.

But I don't even know [[how<-how]] to kiss yet.

I've been kissed twice before but I've been [[tooscared<-too scared]] to even try to kiss back.

Too scared I'd mess it up so I never even [[tried<-tried]].

You know how people say third date guarentees [[sex<-something]]?

I hope Mia doesn't. I think she's finally fed up with me ignoring her [[advances<-advances]].

We're [[laying<-laying]] in bed now.

(css: "color: #1FCC8A;")[''"So anyway, we have to watch it tomorrow. It's soooo funny, you have to see it."''], she finishes. (css: "color: #ff9b43;")[''"Okay. I think we're going to the mall though."''], I answer. (css: "color: #1FCC8A;")["''Oh well, we can just watch it afterwards. I'll sleep over [[again1<-again]]!''"] She smiles.

I'm not sure I can keep this up a whole other day. I kinda like being alone. I don't feel like I have to impress anyone. (css: "color: #ff9b43;")[''"Again?"''], I ask. (css: "color: #1FCC8A;")[''"Uh, DUH! Yeah. I like being [[aroundyou<-around you]]"'']

That should be a good thing but I just feel so drained when I'm around her. I don't know why I keep forcing myself to walk on [[egg<-eggshells]].

(css: "color: #ff9b43;")[''"Okay, well I'm like super tired so I think I'm gonna go to bed."''] I start to [[stops<-turn over]].

(css: "color: #1FCC8A;")[''"Turn the light off !"''] I do as she says and turn the lamp off. The room is completely [[turnover<-void]] of light now.

I start to turn over again but suddenly I feel [[ontopof<-her]] moving too.

I feel a huge weight shift then suddenly, I can feel that she's leaning over me. I can't [[kiss1<-breathe]].

[[idk<-Without warning]], she starts kissing me.

Every other time anyone has kissed me, I've never even tried to kiss back. So [[laythere<-I don't]].

[[just<-I]]

[[lay<-just]]

[[there<-lay]]

[[still<-there]].

After about thirty seconds of so of this, she finally stops. I can only assume she's looking at me. (css: "color: #1FCC8A;")[''"Don't you want me? [[idk2<-Why]] don't you want me?"'']

There's absoletly no competition between us. She did two skeletons holding hands and put our initials on the bottom. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Is that supposed to be us?''"] I ask (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Yep, even in the afterlife, we're gonna [[be together<-be together]]. We'll have fun scaring people"''], she giggles.

There's absoletly no competition between us. She did two skeletons holding hands and put our initials on the bottom. (css: "color: #e94dfb;")[''"Is that supposed to be us?"''] I ask (css: "color: #f6a6a6;")[''"Yep, even in the afterlife, we're gonna [[be together<-be together]]. We'll have fun scaring the shit out of people"''], she giggles.

I don't know how to answer this. ''[[Be honest]]'' ''[[Lie]]''

(css: "color: #ff9b43;")[''"I've never kissed anyone back before. I don't know how."''] There's a [[pause<-pause]].

(css: "color: #ff9b43;")[''"I do!"''] Why'd I say that? I guess it felt like the [[creepy<-right thing]] to say.

(text-style:"smear")[(css: "color: #1FCC8A;")[''"I'll teach you."'']] God, that sounded so [[creepy]].

Before I can even say anything, she's back at it again. I'm not enjoying any of this. At. All. It's weird and [[time<-uncomfortable.]]

It feels like it's been an eternity. She wouldn't stop until I started trying. Trial and error, I guess.. I just want to [[sleep and forget]] about this.

As soon as she got off of me, she pulled me onto her. She's way stronger than she looks. I could easily fight her but I don't want to [[silent<-hurt]] anyone.

This time, she's silent. Suddenly, I feel a [[pressure]] on my head.

(text-style:"rumble")[Pushing me down.] [[. . .]]

I (text-style:"strike")[[[should2<-should]]] like this.

[[Lucky]].

I (text-style:"strike")[[[should4<-should]]] feel good.

I (text-style:"strike")[[[should 3<-shouldn't]]] feel like I can(text-style:"strike")['t] breathe.

I (text-style:"strike")[am supposed to] like this. ''[[END<-END]]''

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He pounds on the weak stall door. (css: "color: #889e78;")[(text-style:"shudder")[''"COME ON, SLUT, OPEN UP!"'']] Maybe I should try to [[crawl<-crawl]] to the next stall and make a run for it?