Post by shiloh on Jan 8, 2010 15:16:52 GMT -5
SHILOH DENALI EMBRY
" I'M HALFWAY GONE AND I'M ON MY WAY. AND I'M FEELIN', FEELIN' THIS WAY."[/font]
[/center]FULL NAME: shiloh denali embry.[/blockquote]
AGE: twenty one.
MEMBER GROUP: teacher.
GRADE: n/a.
BIRTH PLACE: vancouver, canada.
RELIGION: christian.
SEXUALITY: bisexual.
PLAYBY: taylor lautner.
AND IF YOU SWEAR THAT
[/font]" THERE'S NO TRUTH AND WHO CARES, WHY DO YOU SAY IT LIKE YOU'RE RIGHT? "[/font][/center]
A LETTER TO HIS EX-FIANCEE WHO CHEATED ON HIM WITH HER STEP-BROTHER.
DEAR BRISTOL,i don't know why you keep writing me. if i wanted to talk to your cheating ass i would call or come back. but i don't want to. i have enough, honestly. what is the point, really? your just pathetic. you would think by now that you would get the point. i'm through with you. i can do so much better than a whore who thinks shes god's gift to the world. quit calling, quit writing, quit texting. don't come looking for me. i don't ever want to see your face again. do you understand me? i hope you have a great life.i love you and this hurts me more than it will ever hurt you hurt you. just leave me alone, okay? bye.
-- shiloh.
FIVE THINGS SHILOH WOULD NEVER ADMIT TO HIMSELF.
01. that he still has feelings for bristol.
02. he is in love with his best friend.
03. he is the reason his brother died.
04. that he is too cocky sometimes.
05. that he has obsessive compulsive disorder.
A LETTER TO HIS MOM AND DAD BACK IN VANCOUVER.
DEAR MOM AND DAD,hey, i miss you guys so much. i'm sorry for leaving, but i couldn't stay there anymore, i had to leave. first sam, then bristol. i just couldn't take it anymore. its all my fault. i should have known better than to ever ask her to marry me and if i had just gotten off the phone with her, then sam wouldn't have gone outside and gotten killed by that damned dog. i'm sorry, if i could change anything i would. i'll come back sometime, or better yet, you guys can come down here. i got a job as a teacher at some school down her in portland and i think everyone likes me for the most part. i love you guys.
-- shiloh.
WHY ARE YOU SCARED TO
[/font]" DREAM OF GOD WHEN IT'S SALVATION THAT YOU WANT? "[/font][/center]
NAME: ezziekins.[/justify]
AGE: old enough.
EXPERIENCE: three years.
TIME ZONE: central.
OTHER CHARACTERS:none.
jacob could see the guilt in her eyes. he hated how she could just so happily choose one thing one minute, but when she finally realized that she had hurt someone, she felt guilty. he bit down on his lip to keep from saying something he would regret later. he wasn't here to throw insults in her face or fight with her. he was here to finally free himself from her and move on with his life. she looked at her feet as she set back down on the couch. "will you please look at me? when you look at your feet it's like i'm talking to a freaking wall." he said softly. he know understood what she had gone through it was like there wasn't life anymore. like time had stopped completely and he was just left standing there. he had to admit, he missed her company and he still loved her a little bit, but it was over now. she couldn't have his heart anymore. she didn't deserve it.
he stared down into her eyes as she spoke to him. still brown. still beautiful. he couldn't help but get lost in them like he always did. he sneered at her and rolled his eyes. "i'm sorry swan. i'll remember that next time" he said, switching his weight over to his left side. he stared at her as she got up and went into the kitchen. he stood where he was, looking at his over-sized feet. her anger wasn't anywhere near what he felt. in a hundred years or so, she would forget about him and her family. she wouldn't remember him standing her, trying his best not to cry in front of her or how hard he had fought for her or how the cullen's had left her. she wouldn't remember how she could sit down all the time and read and entire book in one day or how they sat down in his little garage all day and drink warm cokes all day. or how she tripped over everything and how she blushed at everything people aid about her. all she would remember was them.
he finally realized how pathetic he had been. fighting over a girl who was already marked for dead as soon as she entered this tiny little town. she had been a lost cause and he should have known that. he had been so obsessed with her that his grades had started to slip and that he forgot that his father actually needed his help. he should have known that they would have came back for her and that she would run back to them with open arms. he felt a single tear slide down his cheek and he wiped it away. he could cry again later, but now he had to get this over with. he sighed and walked into the kitchen where she now sat. he leaned against the door way and let out another low sigh. he looked back up at her as she spoke. he felt his eyebrows knit together and he clenched his fists. "i don't want your damn head on a platter bella. just because i'm pissed at you doesn't mean i want you dead." he hissed loudly. he felt his body begin to shake and he took in a few deep breaths. after he settled down, he walked to her kitchen table and sat down. he looked her in the face and took in a deep breath. "bella, i'm leaving this hell hole tomorrow. i'm through. he wins. he can have you. i'm through fighting for a lost cause and for someone who will never want me. there's no point in it. i'll never be good enough you'll always go running back to them. this is the last time you'll ever see me and i mean it." he said, getting up from his spot. "but in a hundred years or so, when you see little kids running to their moms at the park or see an old couple eating at a diner together, i want you to know what you gave up so you could have your happy ever after." he said, feeling the warm tears sliding down his face again.
