STORIES 2/2 – LET’S WRITE STORY TOGETHER part 3

I asked you about writing continuation to our story. The idea is to write a story together. We choose the best continuation and later we will decide what to do with it.

I received 17 of your stories. I divided them into 2 groups. Now we choose two the best stories from each group. Later we will choose the best one from 4 best stories. At this stage all stories are anonymous – we choose the best one, not the best friend ;P We vote using poll on the bottom of each story groups page. You can vote till March 14 12:00 am (UTC/GMT).

STORY

authors: Raff, Katarina Vidic, Veilan

Mary is a single woman, about 30. She lives with her cat Thomas in her parents house. Her father died when she was 7. Her mother passed away a year ago. Mary’s mother always bear a grudge against her mother (Mary’s grandmother), that she couldn’t lived how she wanted to. She wanted to protect her daughter (Mary) from the same miserable life, but she couldn’t make it.

After mothers death the only reason what kept her alive is her cat Thomas that she loved dearly. But today is extremely painful day. She couldn’t bear the emptiness of her life in this cheerful time of year. She is tired waiting the day when death finally come for her so she decided to embrace the death herself. Climbing to the rooftop she noticed many people who possessed shining smile. “Ah, yeah”, she remembered,” Today is New Year”, but it doesn’t mean anything to her because she didn’t feel hope not even fear from jumping. She closed her eyes and she was ready to free herself from this cruel world but one word change everything “Stop”. She opened eyes and saw handsome man with messy black hair and green eyes like Thomas.

Sitting there, with a carefree attitude while smoking his cigarette.

“can’t a person have a moment for himself? Just when I am about to rest for a bit ” the man sigh irately and raise up on his two feet and light out the cigarette butt he just throw with his shoes.

“oi, woman what are you trying to do?” his presence surprise Mary that she almost slip off from the balcony.

But a hard powerful force swiftly grab her hand and pull her over, “damn it, I almost had a heart attack!” he angrily told her without realizing that he had her embrace in his sturdy chest.

Without another word, Mary tears fall from her cheek.

“w-what!? Hey hold on now. Why are you suddenly crying!?” he asked panicky but Mary herself didn’t knew why she was crying.

After a few moments, she finally stops crying while the messy hair man watches her swiping her tears with the handkerchief he gave her.

“t-thank you” Mary weakly thank him and now that she got a clear look at him, Mary was once again awe at his deep emerald green eyes.

“what are you doing here, lady?” his voice seems softer from before but he still have that stir look on his face “aren’t people like you suppose to be with their love one or something during this kind of day?”.

“I don’t have anyone” Mary softly replies “what?” he asked but once again he couldn’t hear her “if you want to say something speak up, I can’t hear anything with that kind of reply”

Irritated by his words something snap inside Mary “I said I don’t have anyone! Why is everyone else happy while I am at home alone with no one but my cat! T-that why I thought that I should just go and jump off this building but some idiot just stop me!” she angrily answer while gasping for air.

“whoa you got a serious problem lady. Just killing yourself for that kind of reason” he gave a weak reply that somehow piss her off.

Who the hell does he think he is!? Mary thought furiously.

Not only did he halt her from killing herself, now he making her angry.

That’s it! I am going to kill myself somewhere else, she told herself and quickly raise up and walks away before the same force that stop her from falling grab her “where do you think you are going?” the man asked suspiciously without letting her go…

Stories group 2/2

Random order

Story 15

S-somewhere where you aren’t going to bother me!” Mary exclaimed as she tried to remove her arm from the man’s strong grip, though to no avail. He simply looked at her, his mesmerising eyes peering into Mary’s own eyes, which were beginning to tear up again, making everything before her seem blurred. A silence fell between the two, though the chatter and excitement from the world below the building filled it quickly.
“Would you really do it?” He asked her, his grip loosening ever so slightly. Mary hesitated.
“I-“
“And that cat of yours. Would you just leave it to die?” The stranger questioned, his voice carrying the slightest hint of melancholy.
“No! No way would I let him die! He’s… Ah.” Mary stopped. If she left, what would happen to her beloved feline? Her thoughts wavered, and she felt the man drop her arm gently. But she didn’t run. Mary looked up at him.

Story 8

“Were you thinking of doing the same thing somewhere else?” he interrogated.

Mary grit her teeth, irritated at having been found out so easily by a complete stranger. “It’s none of your business,” she retorted. “Now if you’ll excuse me—” She tried to escape once more, but the handsome stranger’s grip remained firm.

“Actually, it is my business,” he replied, tone matter-of-fact, “considering the fact that your dear mother assigned me the task of protecting you, and all.” Mary thought she detected a hint of sarcasm in the word “dear”, but was immediately sidetracked by the mention of her mother.

How did he know her mom? And what did he mean he was supposed to protect her?

“Look,” Mary started, all too aware of how close they were standing to one another, “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing here, but I don’t need protection. Especially not from a person I’ve never even met up until a few minutes ago.”

The stranger shook his head as though Mary were even more of a disappointment now than when she’d been planning to jump off the building earlier. “‘Just met’? I must say, I’m insulted. Do you honestly mean to tell me that you don’t recognize your own cat when you see him?” When Mary’s expression remained blank he gave an exasperated sigh. “It’s me. Thomas. I didn’t want to have to do this considering how long it’s been since I was allowed to be in my human form, but it seems I have no other choice.”

The stranger closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and in the blink of an eye Thomas—the cat Thomas—was in his place.

Gasping, Mary instinctively took a step backwards in surprise, unaware just how close she had been standing to the building’s ledge as she lost her footing. Mary’s arms pinwheeled as she tried to regain her balance, searching for something—anything—to grab onto, but it was too late. She could already feel gravity tipping her backwards towards her doom…

And that’s when the human version of Thomas rematerialized before Mary, seizing her by the upper arm and saving her life for the second time that night. Thomas’s mouth twisted into a playful smile, barely restrained amusement dancing in those green eyes of his. “Looks like you weren’t quite ready to die after all, huh?”

“H-How did you—?”

“Because a curse was put on me,” he answered before she could finish.

“Curse?” Mary echoed. She seemed to be restricted to using only broken up sentences in her shocked state.

“Oh, did I not mention it before?” Thomas said, cheerily. “Your mother was a witch who put a curse on me,” he informed her. “And you’re a witch too. There’s no time for dying now. This adventure’s just getting started.”

Story 17

Mary raises her voice and yell out, “To kill myself, now let go of me!”

The man still holding onto her arm, “Look here lady, if you plan on killing yourself then I can’t just let you go.”

Mary grab the man’s hand, trying to scratch and struggle herself free, “Why do you care?! You don’t know me!”

The man grabs Mary’s other arm and pull her in front of him, “That hurts!”

Shock by the man’s shout, Mary look at the man and saw his green emerald eyes again, “Your eyes…”

Seeing that Mary is concentrated on his eyes, the man quickly cover his eyes with his hand, “Ah, you don’t have to say it… creepy isn’t it, the color of my eyes.”

Mary notice how bother the man is by his eyes.

Slowly, Mary raise her free hand to unsheathe his hand from his eyes, “No they are beautiful.”

The green emerald eyes that looks exactly like Thomas’s, there is no way it’s creepy.

The man gave Mary with a sad yet happy smile, “Thanks”

“Meow.” Mary and the man look down to see Thomas curling around Mary’s leg.

Thomas has followed Mary all the way from home.

“Is this your cat?” The man saying in a sarcastic way.

Angry, Mary shout out, “You have a problem with my cat?!”

The man laughed, “Nah, I just notice how much he looks like me.”

The man lift Thomas up to his shoulder and pet him on the back, “Now who’s a good boy.”

Seeing how similar the man and Thomas looks side by side, Mary can’t help but laugh as well.

And together, they both laugh.

Mary couldn’t remember the last time she laughed like this.

Story 3

Mary jerked her wrist, trying to break free, but he held firm.  Scowling back at him, the first word of a long tirade died on her lips.  He was gazing down at her angrily, but his eyes seem concerned… heartsick?

I’m just imagining things, she quickly chided herself.  “Let me go.”  Her calm, cold voice surprised even Mary.

“Not until you answer me.”

They glared at each other in a silent standoff.  Anger rising once again to the surface, Mary wrenched her wrist free and stepped backwards… into nothing.  The look of horror on his face told Mary what her brain was still trying to grasp.  She was falling.  The man lunged forward one second too late, his hand grabbing only air.  She had already plunged one story down… two… three… too far to reach.  For a brief moment their eyes locked.

Story 5

“Where do you think you are going?” the man asked suspiciously without letting her go…

“I’m going to find a different roof to throw myself off! What’s it to you?!” shouted Mary, pulling her arm away from the man.

“Seriously? You’re going to kill yourself in sweats and a cat t-shirt? That’s how you want to leave the world?” drawled the man, while lighting another cigarette. “You have no fashion sense.”

The more he said, the angrier Mary got, “SHUT IT! It’s got nothing to do with you! I’m gonna die in comfort! So, ha!” sticking her tongue out at him.

“I thought all women wanted to go out in style, not like…” he eyes her up and down, waving his hand at her in general. “Besides, it’s such a waste for you not to dress up in something nice. You have the right shape for it,” as he pulls her loose t-shirt closer to her body to see her body shape.

Mary blushes and stutters, “s-sh-shut up. It’s got nothing to do with you,” she repeated, pushing him away, making him let go of her shirt. “Who are you anyway?”

“Glad you asked!” the man said cheerfully as he crushes his second cigarette butt under his shoe. “Name’s Adam Hill. A photographer for a popular fashion magazine,” he bowed, grabbing her hand and giving it a peck before straightening up.

She blushes even harder, “well, I’d say nice to meet you, but you ruined my plans, so…see ya!” and she tries to rush away, but he grabs her arms quickly.

“No. Way. I’m not letting you go kill yourself. It’d be such a waste,” Adam said. “How about this, why don’t you model for me for my next magazine issue….”

Story 10

I take a deep breath, Seriously this man really pissing me off.

” it’s not your problem.” I said as I’m pulling my clothes that he grab.

I walked as fast as I can, I seriously need to get out from that man. No, I mean this building. After some times I finally reached the first floor, I stopped for a moment because it’s so tiring. I used the stairs-not lift because the lift was broken.

” Hi, we met again.”

I was a bit startled. Wait a minute, isn’t it that man voices from before? But how can he get there here-even before me, as he stand right in the entrance door- when this building only have one way to go up or down at this moment.

I felt a bit uneasiness, but I try to look calm when in fact there’s so much question in my head.

” Get away from there!!” He still looked calm and er a bit cool. He just looked at me, not answering.

“Ya, What do you think you’re doing?” I Raised my voices.

” well it’s not your problem anyway.” He said with annoying tones-i seriously know that he imitating what i said before-. ” do you think im stupid enough?”… he stopped for a moment,  ” if you get out from this building I’m sure you will go to another building and jum off from there.” As he looked at me with intimidating faces.

Story 4

Mary didn’t know what to say to the strange man, after all, how could you tell a person you barely knew that you intend to find a new place to kill yourself? Besides that, the man was being extremely insensitive, he didn’t know what she was feeling and thought her reasons to kill herself were stupid. How a man like this could understand her? Eventually, she said weakly: “Just let me go, please, you don’t understand”. But the man didn’t let go of her arm and muttered: “then explain it to me, I’m trying to help here”. She was so frustrated with everything in her life that she actually considered to accept the stranger’s help, but then she snapped back into reality and tried to free herself from him. “Stop that! You’re are going to hurt yourself” He said. She turned, her face covered in tears: “I don’t own you any explanation, you know nothing about me”.  Then, in a moment of distraction, she freed herself from his arms and run to the rooftop door. “Please, don’t follow me, this is none of your business” She yelled to him.The man stayed behind, shocked at what had just happened. “It’s not everyday that you witness a suicide attempt” He thought to himself. Then, preparing to leave and grab at least three beers on the way home, he realized thar her phone had fallen from her pocket. It was a very simple one, he noticed, no locked screen and with two cat stickers. He opened the contact list hoping to find some information about the woman. There were only five numbers there, one from a vet and four from fast foods. He then decided to look her messages and realized she had lied about one thing: she did have someone.Mary didn’t know what to say to the strange man, after all, how could you tell a person you barely knew that you intend to find a new place to kill yourself? Besides that, the man was being extremely insensitive, he didn’t know what she was feeling and thought her reasons to kill herself were stupid. How a man like this could understand her? Eventually, she said weakly: “Just let me go, please, you don’t understand”. But the man didn’t let go of her arm and muttered: “then explain it to me, I’m trying to help here”. She was so frustrated with everything in her life that she actually considered to accept the stranger’s help, but then she snapped back into reality and tried to free herself from him. “Stop that! You’re are going to hurt yourself” He said. She turned, her face covered in tears: “I don’t own you any explanation, you know nothing about me”.  Then, in a moment of distraction, she freed herself from his arms and run to the rooftop door. “Please, don’t follow me, this is none of your business” She yelled to him.The man stayed behind, shocked at what had just happened. “It’s not everyday that you witness a suicide attempt” He thought to himself. Then, preparing to leave and grab at least three beers on the way home, he realized thar her phone had fallen from her pocket. It was a very simple one, he noticed, no locked screen and with two cat stickers. He opened the contact list hoping to find some information about the woman. There were only five numbers there, one from a vet and four from fast foods. He then decided to look her messages and realized she had lied about one thing: she did have someone.

Stories group 2/2

  • Story 4 (0%, 0 Votes)
  • Story 10 (7%, 1 Votes)
  • Story 5 (7%, 1 Votes)
  • Story 3 (7%, 1 Votes)
  • Story 17 (14%, 2 Votes)
  • Story 8 (50%, 7 Votes)
  • Story 15 (14%, 2 Votes)

Total Voters: 14

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