A/N: Hi, I haven't telah diposkan on this fanclub for at least... a year. :P But, I recently wrote this TxG artikel and telah diposkan it on fanfiction, but I also wanted to post it on here. So, enjoy!
Warning: Viewer Discretion is Advised. This artikel contains: suicide, dark thoughts.
Until We Meet Again
She was the perfect girl.
Skin as white as the winter snow.
Lips as soft an angel’s melody.
Hair as silky as a wave of gold.
All of this somehow was contained into one girl… my girl.
My fingers trembling, and my lip quaking, my legs were able to drag me onto the local playground, abandoned from the chilly autumn wind.
Memories.
“Come on Trent, it’s fun!” she squealed sliding down the light blue slide.
I played with my fingers, too shy to travel down along with her. I wasn’t old enough. I wasn’t a big boy yet.
My mommy berkata I wouldn’t become a big boy until first grade.
The thing is, she was two months younger than me.
Yet, she was so courageous and admirable. The way that the wind blew through her beautiful locks of hair.
The spirit of adventure coursed through her veins.
Sometimes, I envied her for how she was. I felt like a coward around her; like I wasn’t good enough and I never would be.
It was the price that I had to pay, having her as a best friend.
All of the other kids on the playground would look up to her as a role-model. Then, they would look to the side and see the scrawny, black haired nerdy boy at her side, and scoff in his presence.
Sad to say that that boy was me.
I was just the friend that followed her around like a virus.
What would I know about being a real adventurer?
“Trent, are anda coming?!” I looked up to the sumber of her sweet, melodic voice.
My hands found their way to the cold, metal bench, helping me up from my position and running to her.
Well, I could at least pretend that I was like her… at least for a day.
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
My thoughts, rummaged themselves back to reality.
I took in a scent of sweet vanilla, something like the autumn air. My lips slightly curved into a smile, as my fingertips hurried for the gate to the playground, lightly pushing the metal open.
It might have taken me a long time, but I was able to approach a set of swings.
These were our swings.
I found my place at the farthest west swing, gently flipping it over and letting the bottom grace my fingertips.
Engraved- TxG 4ever!
Memories.
“And… there. It’s perfect.” She smiled, setting the pocket pisau back into the comfort of her faded, blue jeans.
She directed my eyes towards the masterpiece, atau the engraving on the bottom of the swing.
“Now this is our trademark,” she smiled, slightly biting the bottom of her lip, and setting a strand of black hair gingerly behind her ear.
She softly kissed my lips, and once again, I felt like I was floating on awan 9.
I genuinely offered a smile, and she returned it.
It was hard to believe the reality of it all.
The Geeky Friend gets the Girl of his Dreams.
When do anda ever hear that one?
Probably once in a blue moon.
She sat herself down on my lap, as I took in her scent.
It was beautiful. Everything about her… was purely beautiful.
I knew that she deserved someone better. I wasn’t worthy enough, I never have been and I never will.
The kids on the playground were right to scoff at me. I just wasn’t creditable enough. Everyone seemed to know it… except her.
She allowed herself to be blinded into thinking that I was the perfect guy for her, that I was her prince charming, the one who swept her off of her feet.
Silently, I thank God for that.
I thank God for allowing her to be blind, because I know that if she could really see, she would be gone.
Not another word was berkata that night at the playground. Who needed them? They would only ruin what was already there.
The illusion.
The illusion of perfect love.
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
I looked to the engraving once again- faded and lonely.
Deeply, my sorrow showed as I sighed and went on to continue my journey.
My feet developed a brain of their own as they wandered off to the icecream store. Jerry’s, to be specific. Oh, the countless afternoons that we would spend here.
We must’ve been his best business.
cookies, biskut and Cream and M&M’s in a medium cup. That was her order.
Everyday, we would come here, right after school.
Memories.
“Yes, may I please have one cookies, biskut and cream in a medium sized cup with M&M’s, and the other, Chocolate in a waffle cone please?” I questioned, plastering on one of the biggest smiles that ever escaped my face in years.
Jerry nodded, a slight curve at his lips.
“You know my kegemaran ice cream order?” she questioned, eyes shimmering like the moonlight.
“Of course, how could I forget?” I smiled deeply at her.
She smiled back.
If only she could read minds. That would be a big help.
There are just so many things that I feel for her, that couldn’t just merely be put into words.
But, I guess she’ll just never know.
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
Once again, my lips cracked into a smile, as I headed to my last destination.
Her.
My feet wandered into her home, as I quickly approached her, holding a bouquet of blue marigolds, her kegemaran flowers.
I struggled to take a kerusi, tempat duduk seterusnya to her.
“Hi. It’s nice seeing anda again.” My speech was ragged.
“How’s it been going?” I started again, “My dog Scott died last week. Did I forget to tell anda that last time I was here? Ha. Anyway, I-I miss you, and wish that anda were mine again… I really wish that anda were still here with me. That would be really cool.”
I looked to her as she remained unresponsive.
“I-I um still Cinta you, and… I always will. I’m sorry for not being the perfect guy, I know that I should’ve done better. I wish I had done better… to please anda and see your smiling face every single morning when I woke up. I’m sorry that anda had to leave me. I’m so sorry.”
I was almost brought to tears, but the wind quickly blew them by.
There was another moment of silence between us as I took in a deep breath of air.
“Only 5 lebih days til I finally do it. In five lebih days, we get to see each other again! Isn’t that great news? I-I um, planned everything out already. It’ll happen in my bedroom as I’m lying on my bed. Someone would eventually find me after that. Right?”
Another gust of wind blew by, swiveling its way around my skin and giving me goosebumps.
“Well I should probably get utama now. It’s makan malam, majlis makan malam time at the ‘ol home. But, I’ll come back tomorrow… I promise.”
Standing up, slowly, I placed the Bunga at her feet, and pressed two fingers to my mouth.
With love, I kissed my fingers, and brought them down to the tombstone of her grave.
“Until we meet again,” I softly whispered to her.
With a quick smile and wave of the hand, I started my journey back home.
My name is Trent Smith.
I am 92 years old.
I committed suicide in able to be with my wife again.
Now, we are in a better place… together.
Even though we may be dead,
adhere to the saying,
‘True Cinta Never Dies’
____________________________________________________
A/N: So if anda didn’t understand what was going on, when he was saying ‘only five lebih days til I finally do it’, he was talking about killing himself to be with her. I think the rest was self-explanatory. I don’t know if it was too emotional atau not. Sorry if it was. : ) So thanks for Membaca and please REVIEW!
Warning: Viewer Discretion is Advised. This artikel contains: suicide, dark thoughts.
Until We Meet Again
She was the perfect girl.
Skin as white as the winter snow.
Lips as soft an angel’s melody.
Hair as silky as a wave of gold.
All of this somehow was contained into one girl… my girl.
My fingers trembling, and my lip quaking, my legs were able to drag me onto the local playground, abandoned from the chilly autumn wind.
Memories.
“Come on Trent, it’s fun!” she squealed sliding down the light blue slide.
I played with my fingers, too shy to travel down along with her. I wasn’t old enough. I wasn’t a big boy yet.
My mommy berkata I wouldn’t become a big boy until first grade.
The thing is, she was two months younger than me.
Yet, she was so courageous and admirable. The way that the wind blew through her beautiful locks of hair.
The spirit of adventure coursed through her veins.
Sometimes, I envied her for how she was. I felt like a coward around her; like I wasn’t good enough and I never would be.
It was the price that I had to pay, having her as a best friend.
All of the other kids on the playground would look up to her as a role-model. Then, they would look to the side and see the scrawny, black haired nerdy boy at her side, and scoff in his presence.
Sad to say that that boy was me.
I was just the friend that followed her around like a virus.
What would I know about being a real adventurer?
“Trent, are anda coming?!” I looked up to the sumber of her sweet, melodic voice.
My hands found their way to the cold, metal bench, helping me up from my position and running to her.
Well, I could at least pretend that I was like her… at least for a day.
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
My thoughts, rummaged themselves back to reality.
I took in a scent of sweet vanilla, something like the autumn air. My lips slightly curved into a smile, as my fingertips hurried for the gate to the playground, lightly pushing the metal open.
It might have taken me a long time, but I was able to approach a set of swings.
These were our swings.
I found my place at the farthest west swing, gently flipping it over and letting the bottom grace my fingertips.
Engraved- TxG 4ever!
Memories.
“And… there. It’s perfect.” She smiled, setting the pocket pisau back into the comfort of her faded, blue jeans.
She directed my eyes towards the masterpiece, atau the engraving on the bottom of the swing.
“Now this is our trademark,” she smiled, slightly biting the bottom of her lip, and setting a strand of black hair gingerly behind her ear.
She softly kissed my lips, and once again, I felt like I was floating on awan 9.
I genuinely offered a smile, and she returned it.
It was hard to believe the reality of it all.
The Geeky Friend gets the Girl of his Dreams.
When do anda ever hear that one?
Probably once in a blue moon.
She sat herself down on my lap, as I took in her scent.
It was beautiful. Everything about her… was purely beautiful.
I knew that she deserved someone better. I wasn’t worthy enough, I never have been and I never will.
The kids on the playground were right to scoff at me. I just wasn’t creditable enough. Everyone seemed to know it… except her.
She allowed herself to be blinded into thinking that I was the perfect guy for her, that I was her prince charming, the one who swept her off of her feet.
Silently, I thank God for that.
I thank God for allowing her to be blind, because I know that if she could really see, she would be gone.
Not another word was berkata that night at the playground. Who needed them? They would only ruin what was already there.
The illusion.
The illusion of perfect love.
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
I looked to the engraving once again- faded and lonely.
Deeply, my sorrow showed as I sighed and went on to continue my journey.
My feet developed a brain of their own as they wandered off to the icecream store. Jerry’s, to be specific. Oh, the countless afternoons that we would spend here.
We must’ve been his best business.
cookies, biskut and Cream and M&M’s in a medium cup. That was her order.
Everyday, we would come here, right after school.
Memories.
“Yes, may I please have one cookies, biskut and cream in a medium sized cup with M&M’s, and the other, Chocolate in a waffle cone please?” I questioned, plastering on one of the biggest smiles that ever escaped my face in years.
Jerry nodded, a slight curve at his lips.
“You know my kegemaran ice cream order?” she questioned, eyes shimmering like the moonlight.
“Of course, how could I forget?” I smiled deeply at her.
She smiled back.
If only she could read minds. That would be a big help.
There are just so many things that I feel for her, that couldn’t just merely be put into words.
But, I guess she’ll just never know.
/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
Once again, my lips cracked into a smile, as I headed to my last destination.
Her.
My feet wandered into her home, as I quickly approached her, holding a bouquet of blue marigolds, her kegemaran flowers.
I struggled to take a kerusi, tempat duduk seterusnya to her.
“Hi. It’s nice seeing anda again.” My speech was ragged.
“How’s it been going?” I started again, “My dog Scott died last week. Did I forget to tell anda that last time I was here? Ha. Anyway, I-I miss you, and wish that anda were mine again… I really wish that anda were still here with me. That would be really cool.”
I looked to her as she remained unresponsive.
“I-I um still Cinta you, and… I always will. I’m sorry for not being the perfect guy, I know that I should’ve done better. I wish I had done better… to please anda and see your smiling face every single morning when I woke up. I’m sorry that anda had to leave me. I’m so sorry.”
I was almost brought to tears, but the wind quickly blew them by.
There was another moment of silence between us as I took in a deep breath of air.
“Only 5 lebih days til I finally do it. In five lebih days, we get to see each other again! Isn’t that great news? I-I um, planned everything out already. It’ll happen in my bedroom as I’m lying on my bed. Someone would eventually find me after that. Right?”
Another gust of wind blew by, swiveling its way around my skin and giving me goosebumps.
“Well I should probably get utama now. It’s makan malam, majlis makan malam time at the ‘ol home. But, I’ll come back tomorrow… I promise.”
Standing up, slowly, I placed the Bunga at her feet, and pressed two fingers to my mouth.
With love, I kissed my fingers, and brought them down to the tombstone of her grave.
“Until we meet again,” I softly whispered to her.
With a quick smile and wave of the hand, I started my journey back home.
My name is Trent Smith.
I am 92 years old.
I committed suicide in able to be with my wife again.
Now, we are in a better place… together.
Even though we may be dead,
adhere to the saying,
‘True Cinta Never Dies’
____________________________________________________
A/N: So if anda didn’t understand what was going on, when he was saying ‘only five lebih days til I finally do it’, he was talking about killing himself to be with her. I think the rest was self-explanatory. I don’t know if it was too emotional atau not. Sorry if it was. : ) So thanks for Membaca and please REVIEW!
(this is the sequel to Bringing utama a baby and trying not to get caught pt 4)
Trent's mom:TRENT!!!
Trent:Mom I can explain-
Trent's mom:*points at Gwen* anda got him into having a baby with you!!*pulls out phone*I'm calling CPS!*calls*
Gwen:NO!!!!
Trent:NO!!!
Amy(Trent's older sister):Mom what's going on-*see's Alex* Oh my god...
Trent's mom:*hangs up*They're coming.
Trent:MOM WHY?!?
Trent's mom:You both are to young to be raising a child!*goes downstairs*
Lilly:*runs to her room*
Gwen and Trent:*burst out crying*
Amy:*hugs them*It's going to be okay...
komen 2 CONTINUE
Trent's mom:TRENT!!!
Trent:Mom I can explain-
Trent's mom:*points at Gwen* anda got him into having a baby with you!!*pulls out phone*I'm calling CPS!*calls*
Gwen:NO!!!!
Trent:NO!!!
Amy(Trent's older sister):Mom what's going on-*see's Alex* Oh my god...
Trent's mom:*hangs up*They're coming.
Trent:MOM WHY?!?
Trent's mom:You both are to young to be raising a child!*goes downstairs*
Lilly:*runs to her room*
Gwen and Trent:*burst out crying*
Amy:*hugs them*It's going to be okay...
komen 2 CONTINUE
Gwen tell me. No I woln't I woln't do it. Gwen I woln't tell anyone. Fine I am. OMG GWEN anda AND TRENT DID "IT." Yeah. OMG. Don't tell anyone Ok Courtney. Fine I woln't. Thanks courtney. Yup. Ok guys wow when did we start a fire? Five minit ago. Oh cool. Trent what are anda doing? Duncan give me that. Geoff anda too. Ok fine. Why did anda tkae their shirts? So we have something to twirl if we see a helicop[ter looking for us. Oh ok. Trent Gwen come with me. Ok. What do anda want Courtney. Trent did anda get Gwen preangant? She wanted me to. Its true I did want him to. Ok fine They'll notice sometime. Nine months later TRENT IT'S TIME. what faints. I knew that would happen COURTNEY. Whats wrong? THE BABY IS COMING. Oh man please don't come until Trent What happened. anda fainted. Gwen just breathe. Com'on Gwen I'm here. Trent when did anda get up? Well I... Trent help me. Ok courtney. Its a girl.What are anda going to name her?
Ok,there will be a new tajuk of the serries and here is a little sneak peak:
[DING DONG]Trent goes to open the door and it was Gwen"hey gwen I want to tell anda something"said trent "ok well hurry up we have to get to the cerramony"said gwen "ok well-"trent berkata when he got cut off[BEEP BEEP]"I got a text from Bridge.It saids meet me at the old oak pokok in the park,sorry trent i got to go.I'll meet anda at the cerromony"said gwen"ok then"said trent closeing the door "man why didn't i tell her that...
To hear the rest come tomm on Saturday and see the answer.I will ask anda this:What do anda think Trent will give to gwen at the cerromony is it-
A.a weding ring
B.a box of gum
C.new goth close or
D.candy
komen that and the first person that gets it correct gets to be in my seterusnya seterusnya artical but also anda have to make a chariter
[DING DONG]Trent goes to open the door and it was Gwen"hey gwen I want to tell anda something"said trent "ok well hurry up we have to get to the cerramony"said gwen "ok well-"trent berkata when he got cut off[BEEP BEEP]"I got a text from Bridge.It saids meet me at the old oak pokok in the park,sorry trent i got to go.I'll meet anda at the cerromony"said gwen"ok then"said trent closeing the door "man why didn't i tell her that...
To hear the rest come tomm on Saturday and see the answer.I will ask anda this:What do anda think Trent will give to gwen at the cerromony is it-
A.a weding ring
B.a box of gum
C.new goth close or
D.candy
komen that and the first person that gets it correct gets to be in my seterusnya seterusnya artical but also anda have to make a chariter
"Guess whos birthday iz tomm"Gwen tiped in her text to trent and as she waited she got a call from Izzy {RING RING}"hello"said gwen"Gwen it's Izzy Chris wants us back to the island"said Izzy"and anda are telling me this because..."said Gwen"because i need anda to tell Heather,Justion, Trent,Leshana,Harold,Bridgette,and Geoff"said Izzy "ok,i will"said Gwen"bye"said Izzy (2 hours later){BEEP BEEP}that was the sign for gwen text singel"Yours,and if I am right great.Meet me at my house 4 a little surprise"said Trent in his text"ok"said Gwen leaving to see the surprise
COME BACK seterusnya TIME
COME BACK seterusnya TIME
Trent,Bridge,and Geoff were waiting for Gwen to come out from the emergecey room "here anda go"said the nurse "GWEN!!!"said trent,bridge and geoff "what"said gwen "never mind that what time is it"said gwen "it is 7:30"said nurse looking at trent"WERE LATE FOR SCHOOL"said gwen trent bridge and geoff"lets go"said trent(5 min lator)"ok we made it on time,and look there's team E-scoop"said gwen they went to them and started talking about the team field hari challage "hey team dumm scoop,na just playing hi team E-scoop"said team GTBG "hi team GTBG,good luck tomm at team feild hari challage"said team E-scoop"you to"
TO BE CONTUINED
TO BE CONTUINED
TO BE CONTUINED