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[baestille]

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charries

•Milo (F)

•Jake (M)

•Brii (F)

•Cole (M)

•Ellis (M)

•Vivian (F)
More to come^^

[baestille]

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[baestille]

Prologue.

I braced myself and bit my lip. I couldn't bear the pain anymore, it was a burden I just couldn't lift. I sighed and raised the blade, slowly bringing it down. I closed my eyes so I didn't have to watch. The cool metal froze my skin, reminding me of what was to come. My tail twitched in anticipation, in fear. I thought of Cole, sitting innocently in the other room. Our talks helped, but he couldn't lift the pain with words. I thought of Jake, who had been my best friend since childhood. I thought of my mother, the pain she must have felt before she had to wait slowly for death.
I edged the blade into my fur, then deeper, into my skin. I winced as it went deeper and the blood started to drip out. I couldn't help but cry out. I shut my eyes even tighter and wished for this to go quickly.
It happened so fast. I could barely hear, the blood pounded through my ears. The last thing I saw was Cole, pulling out the knife and reaching for a bandage, a piece of cloth, anything. And then it all went dark.

[baestille]

Chapter one.


I groaned as I got out of bed.
Another day.
My dresser stood in front of me. I reluctantly walked towards it, pulling open the drawers. I grabbed a pair of dark jeans and black fingerless gloves, throwing them on. I put on my broken heart shirt and stumbled out of my bedroom.

Brii was already in the bathroom, cleaning herself up. Her blue bows were fastened around her ears as were her headphones. "Brii," I yelled, "get out!" She glanced wearily towards me and shrugged. She walked out and I stood before the mirror, brushing out my hair and face-fur. Once it was all in place, I winked at myself and headed downstairs. At least it was Saturday.

My cell-phone in paw, I dialed Cole's number. He picked up on the third ring. I smiled and spoke gently into the phone. "Hey, Cole."
"Hey. You called?"
"I'm calling now, yes," I said, laughing. "Want to hang out today? We could see a movie or get a milkshake."
"Sure, how about both?"
I smiled and replied with a yes. "Meet me at the Yard at 12?"
"Sure," he said in his raspy voice. "See ya there." He hung up and I put down my phone, happiness coursing through me. Cole was the only thing that made me happy of late.


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She was so beautiful. Her blonde hair was angelic, though she despised it. I got an adrenaline rush just by looking at her. She lit up my life with the sun on her back.
The Yard. The hangout for our whole group. Today, it would just be me and Milo, no Jake or Brii nooning over each other, no distractions. Just Milo and me. I grinned as I entered the place and the smell of fresh cream hit my nose. I looked around for her, but she hadn't arrived yet. I could wait.
The couter was crowded, but the register was empty. I ordered two chocolate fudge milkshakes, Milo's favorite. I found a cozy booth for two and took our drinks over, just waiting to see her.
Shortly after, she came inside. She looked around for a minute before she saw me. I waved and smiled my easy smile, drawing her towards me. I pushed her one of the glasses and she took a long sip.
"Sorry I'm late," she growled in a low voice after she swallowed.
"What happened?"
"Got into a fight with Brii. She wanted to come with Jake but I told her no. We ended up biting at each other until she agreed to stay home."
"Talk about sibling rivalry." Milo rolled her eyes and finished off her milkshake. I followed suit and we both stood up.
"What movie do you want to see?"
"Whatever's playing," she said, brushing her hair behind her ear. I smiled and held out my hand for her. She took it and we strolled along until we reached the theater.

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Chapter two.

I didn't love Brii. I loved her sister. Milo was the equivalent of an angel. She was the sun, bringing the promise of love. But she waved me off and stuck like glue to Cole.
He doesn't love her. He just feels bad for her. If he hadn't saved her that summer, she would probably have been dead by now. That's why she loves him; he happened to be there at the right time.
I watched them with envy. I saw the love in her eyes and I saw how he dismissed it with a wave. I saw the paws he slipped up her shirt every once in awhile. He took his 'love' too fast, a true player.
I dated Brii because I had feelings for her from before. Before her sister cleaned up and stopped cutting. Back when Milo was a crazy, suicidal wreck. She still takes out the knives, but only when Cole isn't around. She stays pretty for him, but not for me.

I've known her for longer. I've known her since we were just cubs. She was so happy back then, she wore dresses and her short blonde hair in ponytails. We would play for hours, wailing when our mother dragged us away.
I think that she died with her mother. After the accident she didn't speak for months. I barely saw her. A year after, when she was just thirteen, she started cutting. I tried to get her to stop. We had a huge fight and didn't talk to each other for weeks. That's when I started dating Brii, and that's when she met Cole. He was her "angel," her "guardian." He "saved her when no one else could."
He cleaned her up and she was beautiful again. That's when I fell in love, and that's when he started playing her.
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Heartbroken. First by Cole, then by Jake. Cole, I knew him. I knew him since he was seven. We were 'married,' as cubs often are. We both grew up and went our separate ways, but I met him again when Milo was just ten and I was twelve. We were good friends, we saw movies and play-fought for hours. We dated when we were fifteen. That ended as soon as Jake came back. He was grown and quite handsome. I started to wish we were together. Cole saw the way I looked at him, noticed how distracted I was when we were alone. He broke up with me for being "unfaithful." I cried and cried, I truly loved Cole. But Jake and I had a brighter and better romance. Cole glared at us with scorn. He also got to know my sister better. He took special interest in her when she started cutting. He wanted to help her, he said, but really he just wanted to be closer to her. And closer they became.
Now whenever I see Cole and Milo, my heart breaks all over again. I started dating Jake two years ago, right after Cole and I broke up.
I see him stare at Milo. I see him lick his lips and glare with hatred when Cole kisses her. I lost him to my sister. She took the two thing I loved most away from me. I hate her for it.

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Chapter three.

I closed my eyes and clenched my paws, regretting my outburst. I opened them to see him standing there, his arms crossed against his broad chest, his tail twitching angrily. His eyes were narrow and burned straight through me.
"What did you say?" His voice was slow, even, unemotional. Though he looked angry, his voice didn't hint at it.
"I said, 'she stole you from me.'"
"And what's that supposed to mean, exactly?" Jake was cold this time. His words froze mine in my throat.
"M-my sister... Milo... You're in love with her. Not me."
His eyes stretched ever so slightly in shock. He walked towards me but I held up a paw.
"No, Jake, I don't want consolance. I want the truth."
"Anything you want."
I swallowed and spoke the words with caution. "Do you love me?" He gulped and hesitated before replying.
"O-of course I do, Brii-"
"We both know that's a lie! Stop cheating the both of us," I growled, baring my teeth. "Now be truthful. Do you love me?"
"Honestly, Brii? No. I just... I don't feel the same after two years."
"But you feel for her?"
He turned away and brushed a hand through his hair.
"Look, Brii, I have to g-"
"Just go. Get out. If you change your mind, I'm still here."
He shrugged and walked through the door.

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I was coming home from the movie. I saw Jake walking out of our house, looking down. He bumped into me. I smiled and shrugged.
"Sorr-"
I was cut off as he bent over and kissed me. It shocked me and I was paralyzed for awhile as he held me close. I closed my eyes for a second, then pushed him away. "Jake..."
"I-I'm sorry, Milo..."
"No... Do that again." I nuzzled in close to him, his warmth blocking the mid-fall chill. I forgot about Cole, I forgot about Brii. Nothing mattered but the moment, our moment. We kissed again, and it was like nothing I had ever felt with Cole. I could feel the sparks. He wrapped his arms and tail around me and we stood like that for a what seemed like but a moment.
"MILO!" The shriek pierced through the silence, startling me out of Jake's grip. Brii stood in the doorway. She glared at us, hatred flashing in her gaze. "How could you?!" She broke down and started crying, then dashed inside. She came back with a toaster, which she hurled at me. Jake stepped in front of it to block it, and it hit him right in the forehead. I stared, my muzzle wide in shock. Brii just started crying harder.

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Chapter four.

The doctors didn't save me. It was her love.
She broke up with Cole, just for me. She came by my room every day and sat with me for hours, talking to me in her honeysweet voice about our childhood. She talked about Brii and how she had been placed in the 'pyscho ward.' But best of all, she talked about us. She spoke softly as she wondered why she hadn't seen that it was me all along. She told me about the things we would do after I got better. I couldn't wait. She ended each of her chats with a kiss, and sometimes she stayed with me through the night. I lay awake for hours, watching her sleep. I looked at her wrists, no longer riddled with scars and blood. I sometimes petted her, running my hands over her silky fur and through her blonde hair.

In four weeks, she had saved me. I was healed from Brii's rage. It took her love to coax me out of major head trauma. I had a concussion, but that didn't keep me from spending every day with her.
She led me through the steps of healing. She helped me get over my injury. But best of all, she loved me. And I loved her. Milo was my angel, and I loved her for that.

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My rage swelled over time. I had lost two girlfriends to Jake. What did he have that I didn't? What made Milo love him instead of me? She was a puppy on my leash before, but now she belonged to him.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts. This was it, now or never. I saw her, I watched her through the window. They sat on her couch together. She started to get up. Perfect.

Her first mistake was leaving the door unlocked. Poor, scatterbrained Milo. I pushed it open with ease and slipped throughout the house until I found her in the kitchen.
"Good afternoon, Milo," I growled, slowly and quietly.
"C... Cole...?" She looked confused. I shrugged and smiled, showing my sharp fangs.
"You left the front unlocked."
"Oh... Okay... But why a-"
"I'm here to teach you a lesson, Milo." I laughed and raised my arm, my claws glinting in the light. She froze with fear and stared up at me with those big eyes. I hesitated for a moment, but then brought my paws across her face, striking her with my claws. Blood rose up and she winced, crying in pain, kneeling to the floor.
"Jake!" Her hand went to her new wounds and she turned her head away from me. "No, Cole... Please..."
"You broke my heart, Milo. I'm just collecting my dues."
I heard quick but unsteady claws clicking on tile. I stopped to listen. I spit up blood as a book hit me on the back of the head.

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Chapter five.

He stood up. It was clear that he was hurt, but Cole was never one to give up on a fight. He spat again, his mouth hanging slightly open. His eyes closed for a minute, then snapped open. I could feel the hatred within. He turned slowly, facing Jake. "No," I whispered, almost helplessly. Blood still dripped from the four clawmarks on my face, slower now. It stung like fresh wounds often do.
I watched as Jake slowly backed away from Cole. Cole laughed and raised a fist. "I'm gonna knock you right back into the hospital," he growled.
"Cole, you don't have to..." Jake's eyes were pleading, his voice wavered. The book dropped out of his hands as he raised his arms to cover his face. Cole advanced towards him. Jake shrunk down, crunched in a ball like me. I closed my eyes then stood up shakily, silently moving myself towards Cole.

"You said you would help me," I whispered. Even I could barely hear it, soft even with the silence.
"What did you say to me?"
I gulped and took another step forwards. "You said you would help me. You aren't."
"I'm helping you, all right. You're better off with me than you are with this pussy cat," he growled, motioning to
Jake who was still cringing.
"Leave us alone, Cole." I watched as he shrugged off my words and turned back to Jake, kicking him in the shin. Jake howled in pain. The boots were steel-tipped.
"Get up, kitty cat, fight like a man!" Jake just squeaked and shuddered. I grabbed the closest, heaviest item and took a swing.

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I heard two thuds and felt a quick wind. I was distracted from the pain long enough to look up. Cole was knocked out in front of me. My gaze traveled up, where Milo stood holding a frying pan.
"Thanks..." My voice trailed off as she kneeled down to hug me, then helped me stand up. My shin hurt, but I could barely feel it when I looked at her and she spoke.
"We need to get him out."
"What?"
"Cole. He needs to be dragged out of here, Jake. We can't just leave him so that he can try to kill us again when he wakes up.."
We exchanged a glance and Milo bent over to feel Cole's neck. "God, Jake, he's not breathing..." She started to panic, mumbling and tearing up. I drew a sharp breath in and held her close. "It's okay, Milo," I whispered, trying to calm her down. "He was sick... It's not your fault." I told Milo to get a shovel, I could drag the body out myself.
"We don't need a shovel... He can go in the koi pond outside. I'll help take him out."

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Chapter six.

They locked me up. They said I was crazy. They stuck me here.
I'm not crazy. I'm in love. I'm in love with a man that loves someone else. It's a hopeless cause, and I hate myself for it. I hate myself. I hate Jake. But most of all, I hate Milo. She hurt me. She took what I loved and she locked me up. I hate my sister. My baby sister, the cutter. The embodiment of depression. I hope she enjoyed how Jake made her feel.

I wallowed in my hatred for weeks, maybe months. And then I met Ellis.

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I ran into Brii in the halls on the way back to my shift. She wasn't rough like th others. She looked calm, collected. There was nothing about her that seemed insane, but when she explained her story I understood. I took to her immediately, she lit me up like a fire. We talked once, twice, three times a day and she always left me amazed. She was to be let out in but two months, and we decided she could move in with me afterwards. We were in love.

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Being the new girl in town, I didn't think I'd meet anyone of interest. Or at least, not right away. I met him at the Yard, the town's premire milkshake place. He said his name was Jake. He said he was waiting for his girlfriend. My heart sank, but I kept chatting with him until she got there.
A pretty thing of about sixteen, she walked nervously as if unsure of the ground in front of her. "Hey, Milo," he called, and I waved.
"Hey, who's this?" She nodded towards me.
"M'name's Vivian. I'm new." I fiddled with the rose collar tightened around my neck and though of Ellis. "I'm nineteen, I just moved here."
"I'm Milo, nice to meet ya. Summervale is a great place, you'll love it!" She smiled, but there was clearly and edge to her voice. She stretched up to kiss Jake. I frowned ever so slightly. It felt as if she were gloating to me.
I shook my head. I already loved and lost, no need to follow hopelessly after an ungrateful man again. I laughed and asked what they wanted to drink, because I was buying.

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Chapter seven.

I envied her. Her fur was black as the night, and those roses just accented her beauty. Vivian was out to steal Jake, and I knew it.

We sat in my house, throwing around ideas until I asked him if we could go clubbing. I wanted to do something exciting. Jake shrugged and said he knew a guy who was having a party tonight. We both jumped up and decided to walk over ourselves.

When we arrived, the walls were shaking. Music pounded from the inside. We stepped in and we were immersed in a sea of people. And then I saw her. She stood there in short-shorts and a blue tank top. When she saw Jake, she smiled and jetted towards us. "Hey," I half-growled under my breath.
"Hey!" She winked at Jake and started to dance. "Join me, guys?" She stared my boyfriend straight in the eyes and then glared at me.
"Sure," Jake said, smiling as her started to dance kind of like a beached whale. I hissed and walked away, leaving them to each other.
A few people stood near a counter with some beer bottles, but scattered when they saw me coming. I grabbed two bottles and chugged them down, slipping further into my anger. I took another one and drank it, then another and another, and finally stumbled back to Jake. What I saw made me shriek in angst.

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I kissed him. What was I supposed to do? Just dance? Hello, lack of payoff. What I didn't want was to have.. Mila or whatever see it. But then I heard an obnoxious scream and I knew it was her. My eyes opened wide and I pulled away. The next thing I knew, she was on me.

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I jumped on her, out of instinct. I balled up my paws and started punching her in the face. She screamed a little louder each time, and it was satisfying. I finally brought out my claws, ripping them through her fur. "That's what it felt like when I saw you kissing my boyfriend, you s***!" I let out a loud bark and struck her in the muzzle, now power hungry.

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It hurt. It really hurt. She paused long enough for me to get a light hit in, but she came back even harder. "You may be a good kisser... But you suck at fighting," she spat at me.
"Give me a chance, Mila, I'll blow your mind."
"My. Name. Is. Milo." She wrapped her paws around my neck and started to strangle me. And then there were sirens.

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I spat out onto the sidewalk as they lead me away in handcuffs. Vivian waved and winked at me, her face bloodied and bruised.
Some neighbor had complained to the police about the noise. They came over to shut it down, but caught me trying to choke Vivian. I guess I deserved it. I had murdered before, I was a criminal. I was shoved into the police car, but I caught sight of Jake before I was driven off. He stood there, hugging Vivian, comforting her. He caught my eye briefly, but shook his head and looked away again. Poor, poor Jake. He was dead when I got out.

The end.