• after their fake truth •

(Ah.)

[[That's a side affect for her emotional breakdown.]]

(Oh, ok, I get it now... *Finally.*)

[[Don't bang yourself like that. It is scary.]]

(Why? I'm really stupid today...
I mean, 5 minutes ago, I found out it was mother's day...)

[[WOW. Oh noz.....! Let me stab your memory.]]

(Haha, no, I'm good...)

[[ANYWAY. Reply?...]]

(I replied a page back.)

"You don't understand how hard it is to resist your blood, Jack!" I cried.

"My name isn't Jack, but trust me... I know..." he said, looking at her.

"Yes it is! You.....you're human. It's the 15th century for goodness sake!"

"Wh-hoa." he said, "I think you're memory is-" he swore, "-up."

She cursed at him. "It! Why do you treat me like this?!" she began crying.

(Dramatic...)


Jason looked at her. "I'm not." he said, loosing control of his ability again. He shifted into a wolf. Silver.

"Y-yes you are! You're already killing my dreams!"

[[No. Bi-polar dramatic! ^_^]]

(Ha, yeah. I forgot the bipolar thing.)


Jason hopped up onto the rock. He sniffed the air. He stood on his hind legs quickly, and then came down on the rock quickly, making large cracks in it. His wings appeared again. He wanted to fly around, to see things, but knew that if he left Rosset he'd hear about it eventually.

[[Ah. Good husband right there.]]

I collapsed into the water as I woke up. "OH GOOD! THAT'S JUST GREAT. I WAS HAVING A WEIRD DAY AND NOW I WAKE UP IN THE WATER." I said loudly as I got up.

(Well. No offence to Rosset, but if you were Jason, would you wanna leave her? And then really hear about it later. Oh gosh... Scary.)


Jason looked at her. "Do you know my name?" he asked, not sure if he was going to get called Jack again.

"What are you talking about, Jason?"

[[Yes. No. IDK!!!!! NOOOO?]]

"Oh, nothing... Just saying stupid things again..." he said, shaking his head.


(LOLz *Sorry.* I wouldn't want to get yelled at by her...)

[[AH! I committed suicide on my game! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]]

"Tell me." I said, angry.

(Niize!)


Jason looked up at her. "Ok, you had a screwed up memory, and was calling me Jack, and then you said it was the 15th century..."

"Uh......I was emo at that time....so I called everyone Jack, and....it must've been a bad time for you."

Jason shrugged. "Not really."