★ Cho - Story of a CS Dog ♥ / you may post!

[✿Maragold✿]

Gosh. o_o I think I'm shivering right now. Not sure is it because of the cold, or is it because of the excitement.

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[ottoline.]

one more stalker earned i check every time i get on

[cookies.]

Exactly like me. c:

[ri bird.]

Hey guys!
Thank you so much for your comments, I loved reading them! ^^
I haven't written the next chapter because I was trying to think of a good
way to tie all the loose ends together (along with the lame excuse of
writer's block), and I was trying to decide if I should give further explanation
of some stuff. I wasn't sure if the plot was easy to follow so I didn't know if
I should clarify things or not as it would drag the chapter, but...

I ramble on. Anyway, the point is next chapter will come out in a bit. c:
It might be a little controversial on how I play it, but that's what I get for
starting this story without a plot. xD

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I curled up in my bed, trying to ignore the eyes sitting on my chair. There was no
way I could try them on anyway. But how was I going to wriggle out of this deal?
I had bought myself more time, that was for sure, but was three days enough to
figure out a way to save my parents?

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. It was hot, so I kicked off my blankets. I shut
my eyes tight, trying to sleep, but it was impossible. I wish Mr. Maple would help.
He always likes to act like he knows everything, so why can't he just tell me how
to save my parents and Nora?

I was cold again and drew the blankets back up. Slowly, I started piecing things
together in my mind. I needed the black eyes to become one of them. Somehow
those eyes turned you into something else - whatever Mother and Father were-
and they would give you the same mind deceiving abilities. They probably brain
washed Nora into putting them on, but they couldn't do it to me. Instead, they
had to cajole me- and if that didn't work, they'd probably force it on.

Mother and Father were the only ones who could get my parents out of that
photograph, so I'd have to blackmail them into doing it by threatening to destroy
the eyes. I'd need to have the picture frame first though. If they had it, the situation
would reverse- they could threaten to rip it, and then I'd have to put on the eyes so
they wouldn't.

I took a deep breath and hopped out of bed, sliding the eyes into my pocket. The
house was dark and silent- they must've already gone to sleep. My parents' bedroom
lay at the end of the hall. I put my hand on the doorknob and hesitated. Should I
just walk in there and take the photograph? What if they see me? I needed someone
to distract them. Toby.

I snuck out the front door, closing it quietly behind me. The street was eerie at night-
not a single house had a light on. Everything was quiet except for the wind rustling
the trees. I walked down the driveway, the pavement cold under my feet. Suddenly,
I felt that prickling feeling crawling up my spine again. I looked around nervously.
There was no one around, but why did I feel as if someone were watching me?

Shivering, I broke into a run. Nothing chased me, but I could feel eyes watching me all
the way to Toby's olive green house. I stood there, wondering how to get his attention.
I obviously couldn't ring the doorbell as his parents would likely answer, so I'd have to
find his window and throw a rock. But which window was his?

I circled the house and found the basement window on one side of it. The lights were
still on. Toby was still playing his video games. "Toby!" I hissed. He didn't look up. Of
course. He couldn't hear me through that thick window. I picked up a rock and banged
it against the window.

He dropped out his controller and jumped out of his chair, looking around wildly. When
he saw me at the window his eyes widened. "Cho? What are you doing here?"

I shook my head and motioned with my hands for him to be quiet. "Can you get out?" I
mouthed.

He nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, I can get out. Uh- back door? Not front door, right?"

I rolled my eyes and shrugged.

He turned off his TV and walked out of the room.

I waited outside, shivering. It was cold.

I heard the gate creak as Toby came out through the backyard. I stood back up. "Look,
I know it's really late, but I need your help."

"Why? What for?" His glasses were slowly slipping down his nose, and he pushed it back
up.

How much do I tell him? "My parents have something of mine, and I need to take
it back from them. They're keeping it in their room, so I need you to ring the doorbell
and just keep them busy while I get it." I started walking back to my house briskly. He
had to half jog to keep up with me.

"And then what? How will I know when you have it? I can't talk to them forever."

"I'll go downstairs and talk to my parents, and then you can leave."

"Then what's the point of me distracting them if you're going to talk to them anyway?"

"Just do what I say. Please," I added. We reached my front door, and I slipped in. "Wait
sixty seconds, then ring the doorbell," I whispered. I closed the door and hurried up the
stairs, hiding in the bathroom. I left the door open a little bit.

The doorbell rang. I heard the bed creak in my parents' room, and the door opened. I
watched Father walk down the hall and down the stairs. Mother followed him, looking
irritated. "Who's ringing the doorbell this late at night?" Father snarled. I heard them
open the door downstairs.

"H-hello!" I heard Toby squeak. "My mother wants to know if you want to come home
for dinner tomorrow night."

I left the bathroom and tiptoed into my parents' room. The drawer was locked. Great. I
jiggled it, but it wouldn't budge. I took a bobby pin lying on the dresser and stuck it in
the keyhole, hearing a soft click. I pulled open the drawer and slipped the photograph
in my pocket.

"You sneaky little girl," Mother breathed.

I froze and turned around. Mother was standing in the doorway, eyeing me coldly. "It's
not that easy to trick us."

"How do I free them?" I said angrily. How did she know I was here? I couldn't have
been that loud!

"Why would you want to free them? Aren't your Father and I good enough parents?"

"I want my own parents!"

"I have the boy." Father appeared quietly, standing next to Mother. Toby followed him
obediently, his eyes glazed.

"Toby!" I wanted to kick myself. I should've known that would happen.

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Toby stared straight ahead, his hands limp at his sides.

"Cho," Mother cooed. "We could be the perfect family. Just put on the eyes."

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the eyes. "I'll bash them against the wall
if you don't free my parents and let Toby go. And you have to give Nora her own
eyes back too," I added.

"We can't do that for Nora. Once she put on those eyes, her own dissolved."

"Then give her a new pair of eyes."

"It's not that easy. You'll have to steal her a new pair of eyes. Forget the deal,
Cho. Just give us the black eyes - we'll use them on Toby instead. Then we'll go
and leave alone."

I shook my head. As tempting as it was to have them leave me forever, I couldn't
do that to Toby. And I didn't trust them.

"Free my parents first. And tell me how to steal more eyes."

Mother shook her head. "You're in no position to bargain, Cho. Put on the eyes
or we'll make Toby get the knife downstairs in the kitchen."

I narrowed my eyes, knowing what she was implying. She was going to make
Toby kill himself if I didn't give her the eyes.

Suddenly, it clicked. Those eyes were somehow connected to them. Whatever the
eyes could see and hear, Mother and Father could too - that's the only way they
could've known I was taking the photograph. That's why they didn't mind giving me
those extra three days. Whatever I did or say, or planned, they'd know because
I'd have the eyes with me where ever I went.

Maybe there was a way to get rid of Mother and Father. Since they weren't going
to bargain with me, I'd have to figure out how to free my parents and Nora myself.
The eyes fluttered wildly in my paws, knowing what I was going to do.

I took a deep breath.

"Cho!" Mother's gaze flickered to the eyes, her voice rising. "What are you doing?"

I gripped the eyes and slammed them against the wall.

They shrieked, a high and drawn out wail. Black liquid was oozing from it, but it
trembled, and I knew it was still alive.

Mother hurled herself at me, digging her nails into my throat. "How did you know?"
She hissed, groaning in pain. Father was screaming, clutching at the door frame as
he thrashed violently.

I couldn't breathe. She was pressing down on my throat, squeezing tightly, and I
was unable to bear the agonizing pressure. The eyes were still in m paws. I tightened
my grip, clenching the eyes firmly. Slowly, I pressed down on them, gasping for air.
They writhed in terror and screeched.

I heard a squelch as the black eyes burst open, black liquid spilling everywhere.
Mother's grip loosened and her paws fell off my throat. I desperately gulped for air.

Father and Mother's facial features seemed to be sliding down their faces like candle
wax. They sluggishly turned toward me, faceless. I scrambled backwards, but the rest
of them were melting too. The sunk lower and lower, dissolving into a black puddle.
The last features to slide off Mother's face was her mouth. "Cho...What have you done?"

I closed my eyes and slumped against the wall.

[ehsmithy]

OMG WHAT HAPPENS NEXT???!!! WHAT ABOUT TOBY?

[MO(PleaseDelete)]

EWWWWWWWWW! Wash it off! Wash it off!

And yay! XD

[cookies.]

omg. Loved it as usual! It was gross but brave. YET SMART! I really didn't think of it that way.