Stupid. Worthless. Waste of space. Idiot. Natalie screamed at herself in her head. She didn't notice Dove approach.
“How to Save A Life..” Remake Roleplay (read the description, please)
(My apologies @Nerd I've had a rough day and I'm about to take it out on Oliver)
(I have strep throat and a cold right now. And a big competition that I've been practicing for for a month is tomorrow and I went to my classes anyway and I haven't eaten all day and my friend's cat died, TRY to beat my bad day) Hahhahahaha, I'm joking, you don't have to beat me.
Why are you even here? You can't help anyone. You can't even stop your friends from getting hurt. Natalie thought to herself.
Dove stared at Natalie, "Hey, you feeling okay?"
Natalie's head shot up. "Just—just………………………." Natalie sobbed. "It hurts so much."
Dove reached over and hugged Natalie, "I agree, life hurts."
Natalie leaned into Dove's hug. "I lost two people I loved today." She whispered through her tears.
"I have no idea how you're feeling," Dove said, "But I'm here for you."
(A'ight. I need to go to bed. Goodnight.)
(kay)
(My apologies @Nerd I've had a rough day and I'm about to take it out on Oliver)
(That is me too right now.)
(Me three.)
(HI)
(Salutations.)
(Hurlo)
Briar heard sobs come from down the hall. She left Brady in Mars’s care and raced over to see the commotion
. She was startled to see Natalie
..crying?
“Nat, what’s the matter?” She said softly.
Natalie looked up at Briar. "My–my brother died."
Briar’s hand flew to her mouth as tears filled her own eyes. She didn’t know if it was the hormones surging their way through her system or stress. But she threw her arms around Natalie and began to sob.
“I’m so sorry, Nat?”
Natalie leaned on Briar, sinking into the hug, silent tears streaming down her face.
(Oops. I didn’t mean to put a question mark there. BRB)
(XD It's fine.)
(Eyooo)
(HI)
Dove backed away from the scene and walked out of the building to go sit at the edge of the cliff again.
Oliver gripped the wheel in his hands so tightly that his knuckles turned white. A squirrel ran across the street causing Oliver to yell and serve. And then suddenly, the car flipped and everything went black.
HOLY FRICKING SH*T)
(He's fiiiinnneeee…. maybe not)
A car had flipped. Dove had seen it. In broad daylight too. She called 911, jamming the buttons, dying inside.
Oliver's stomach hurt. Agony churning in his veins. Blood was everywhere. Poring out of his arm, his abdomen, his leg, his mouth. So this is it… Oliver's eyes watered. I take that little boy's life and now my own. Tears streamed down his face. He let himself give into sleeping as sirens roared in the distance.