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Last Summer's Black Heart~ BC And Ch.1


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14 June 2010, 10:36 PM   #1
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Last edited by CrazyMeaghanJellieBeanie, 14 June 2010
Okay So A New Story I'm Working On Currently, Hope You Like It And Give Me Your Opions
And Don't Be Afarid To Be Harsh!

Back Cover:

                                What If,
                                You Were The School's Biggest Play Boy?
                                What If,
                                 All That Changed When You Met That One Girl, That One
Night, So Long Ago?
                                 What If,
                                 That Play Boy Fell In Love?
                                 What If,
                                 He Gave Up Everything To Save Her?
                                 What If,
                                 It Wasn't Enough To Keep Her Alive?
                                 What If,
                                 She Changed You Forever...

                                 John Quinn's Always Been The Boy To Cheat On Girl's And
Use Them Ever Since His First Love Broke Up With Him Years Ago.
                                 He's Also Always Been The Type To Get Caught And Thrown
Into Jail. He's Done Underage Smoking, Violation Of Property,
                                 Underage Driving, Drugs And Drinking. 
                                 Don't Get John Wrong, He Wasn't Always Bad. But Being A
Part Of The Popular Crew Makes You Bad.
                                 That Is Until A Girl Changes John's Live Forever And
Drastically Too.

Prologue; Starry Night’s End













	The wind’s draft brought the water in the ocean back and forth on the ocean’s shore.
The dark blue of the ocean reflected the night sky and bright moon; it was like a scene
from a movie. Probably the most beautiful scene John had ever seen. 
	“It’s beautiful...” a girl whispered. The wind came to her and blew her hair back
then, making her light purple hair whisk out behind her in a wave of color. John chuckled
and finally sat down beside her, wrapping his hockey team’s coat around her. 
	“I know, that’s why I chose to bring you here. For our last night together...” John
whispered. She laughed now, and pulled the jacket closer to her chest.  John didn’t want
to smile, but he couldn’t resist smiling at her laughter. 
	“For tonight at least, don’t talk about that Johnny.” She scolded John.  John
laughed again. How had he met this girl again? Oh yeah that was how, a lonely night a long
while ago. Back then she had had the most interesting hair that was styled up in a cute
way.  She was also into a lot of unique things back then. No matter how you looked at it,
you couldn’t see how that girl had turned into this girl.	
                John smiled to himself. “Hey do you remember...” John cut himself off.
There was something wrong... he turned to look at her and froze.









Chapter 1; Bust it up













	“Man this is gonna be the best night ever.” I told the guys, we all had our arms
around girls and were flat out drunk. We were so drunk that a few of us kept on stumbling
on nothing but flat ground. We were just lucky that the cops hadn’t come and found us
yet in Granger’s back alley.
	And that was pretty darn lucky, because every teenager in the whole of this town called
McGidelys knew that Granger’s warehouse alley was the most watched spot by the cops
ever. Ever since three friends had died here nine years ago, but it was their own fault,
like they could have heard the burglar coming and avoided his aim of fire, but instead
they called the police, waited where they were to act like heroes and got shot. 
	But since then kids have dared others to go in there and a few others have died, but yet
again it was their own fault. Tripping on the shut down machines and hurting themselves.
But I shouldn’t be thinking of that tonight, because tonight was meant for fun and
partying. 
	“Joohhnnnyyy” Crystal bugged me, pulling on my arm. “When are you going to pay
attention to me?” She whined. I laughed and hugged her tight. 
	“My attention’s always on you babe.” I told her, Crystal pouted and shook her head
at me. Man what did women want these days?
	“No it wasn’t but you already knew that didn’t you.” I laughed and bent down to
look into her blue eyes, Crystal didn’t pull back.
	“Of course my attention was on you.” I whispered and with that I kissed her puffy
pink lips gently, taking my time in kissing her. I’ve always liked the foreplay. Just
like how I’ve always liked playing hockey, football and soccer. But I didn’t always
like girls.
	I was one of those guys that would think girls had cuddies and stay away from them. Sure
it was a dick move, but hey I didn’t know there was actually no such thing as cuddies.
If I had, I’m sure I would have started hanging out with girls at a much younger age
than eleven.  
	When I pulled away from Crystal, her eyes were still closed and she was smiling, great a
stupid smile on a blonde girl’s face. I knew I was a jerk, but that was how I was. I
wasn’t about to change that. 
	“What’s up there?” A girl totally sloshed asked. I looked to where Rebecca was
pointing. 
	Up above exactly where she was pointing was where Nathan Ricket had hanged himself. On
top of the old bell tower attached to the Granger’s warehouse. Nathan was sort of a
legend around here. He was 6’2, good grades, an A+ student. Nice sleek black hair, he
basically looked like a model. He had a loving family and a little sister that stuck to
his arm like glue and a girlfriend... Everyone says it was her fault that he hanged
himself. Because he took the girl next door and took her as his girlfriend. She was geeky;
he played football but was smart. She wore glasses; he wore a varsity football jacket. She
was a reject and a loner, more of the type to go and kill herself; he was popular and had
a great life. 
	But after Nathan took Lillian Gorck as his girlfriend, she bought contacts, a whole new
look and make-up. She completely changed herself into a popular girl, a boy magnet. And
after only a few months of dating him, she started cheating on him. 
	And that’s when people knew something was wrong with Nathan. He grew angry, violent
even. At one point he had even smacked his eight year old sister. Smacked her hard enough
that she needed stitches. But that wasn’t probably what made him want to kill himself. 
	A month after he’d hurt his sister they found out she had cancer. And a serious case of
it, it was a leukemia cancer. 
	Half of the people in this town believed he killed himself because he hated what he had
become because he had loved his girlfriend so much and she had cheated on him.
	The other half believed Nathan just didn’t want to see his little sister go through
that anymore. So he killed himself.
	In a sense I guess he killed himself for both reasons, that’s what made sense to me
anyways. But ever since he had killed himself on that bell tower, his family turned
secretive and secluded. They moved further into the country of our town and started home
schooling their daughter who had recovered enough from her cancer to go to school, but she
could always go back into remission.
	But the parent’s had a right to do that, I guess. Because they just found out their
daughter had leukemia and less than a few weeks later their son goes and kills himself.
The Ricket family had just gone downhill since then.
	No one’s even seen their daughter since back then. I had been in the same grade as her;
I was only six months older than her. Although I had never talked to her.
	“That’s the tower where Nathan Ricket hung himself.” I told Rebecca. Crystal,
Rebecca and Emma shuddered.  Ron laughed and hugged Emma.
	“Don’t think about that story babe, drink up!” Ron yelled. Emma gladly took his
beer and chugged it down as Jay and everyone else laughed at her. And then Crystal froze,
I looked at her, confused.
	“Do you hear that?”Crystal asked me, I looked around and tried to hear what she heard
as everyone quieted down, we all stood there, beers and other sorts of alcohol in our
hands, trying to hear what Crystal had heard. 
	And then we all heard it.
	We heard the loud, unmistakable sound of police sirens and the blue and red flashing
lights that sat on top of the cop car.  
	“Shit!” I yelled, throwing my beer into the bushes and pushing Crystal ahead of me.
Everyone else dropped their evidence and dashed for the high fence that blocked us from
our cars. 
	I gave Crystal a boost to the top of the fence, she gripped onto it and started climbing
down the other side, I threw my keys at her and then helped Emma up.
	Jay and Ron were already over the fence and had started their cars; they were just
waiting for the girls to get in. 
	I couldn’t believe my eyes. They were all just going to ditch me, let me take the blame
because I was the one with the heavy police record. Because I had spent a night in jail
before and they hadn’t yet, they were just scared little cats that were ready to throw
me to the big wolfs. 
	Mad and angry, I hastily climbed over the fence as the others drove off. With Crystal in
Jay’s car with Rebecca, my keys thrown on the ground like worthless dirt. 
	The police sirens grew louder and I could even see the bright gleam of the lights now.
Cussing to myself I lost my footing and fell from my place on the fence, I fell flat on my
back. Shit! I was done for now. 
	“Stop where you are young man!” A officer yelled. I didn’t move, I stayed on my
back and waited for the man to look down at me.
	He offered me a hand helped pull me up, before he pushed me against the fence and
handcuffed me. I had always hated hearing the snap of the cuffs clipping onto me, waiting
eagerly to bite me if I resisted arrest. 
	“You have the right to remain silent.” The cop said, and then he shoved me roughly
into his car, where a cage separated his seat from mine.
	“Hey!” I called to him. “Can you at least pick up my car keys!” but the cop
ignored me, hopped into his car and put in the keys. I was so done for.  Not even my
parents would get me out this time...

	“Get in there!” The cop yelled at me, pushing me roughly into the cell block that
would be mine for tonight. Oh joy. A crappy bed and a pot for a toilet what comfort.
	But I had been right about my parents. They hadn’t even answered the phone after seeing
the number. They were pissed off at me, and wouldn’t even bust me out this time. 
	But I guess one night wasn’t so bad compared to what I could have gotten. One time I
had been in jail for a whole two weeks before I was released. That had been worse than
this. And before that, when I was thirteen I had gone to Juvy to serve some time for
certain things... 
	Resting my head against the cold stone wall I sighed. It was only three months until I
turned eighteen, and would have my record cleaned. But because of this they would probably
add another three years onto my, to be cleaned record. Shit I was messed. 
	I bet if I knew what I knew now, I would’ve changed who I was when I was younger. But
then again maybe not, the crowd I hanged out with probably wouldn’t have changed,
because the popular kids always wanted to get into trouble, just not get caught. 
	“Are my parents here yet?” A voice asked. I turned to see a girl sitting in the cell
beside mine, blazing red hair, and leather jacket with spiked bracelets and roughed up
jeans that had probably been dark before. She looked like she was worse than me. 
	Big cop that liked to act tough came tumbling down the hall of cells and stopped at hers,
a tough hard look in his eyes that said tough love. 
	“No sorry sweetie, they haven’t. I’ll call them again.” The cop said. I was
stunned at this; he was acting so nice towards her, but acted like shit towards me? Jeez
what had she done for him, a job?
	“Thanks Krave. But I think they’re having...time. You know what today is.” The girl
said, I could see her face clearly now. A cute small round nose, her hair spiked up in a
cute way. Her lips were black and she had a lip piercing and a small nose piercing. 
	Her eyes were covered in a light layer of eyeliner, but only on the top of her eyes,
making them appear bigger than they really were. And mascara that lengthened her eyelashes
to an unbelievable length. 
	And then there was her eyes, they were the most amazing Green I had ever seen, it was
almost like she was wearing color changing contacts, maybe she was...but if she was I
couldn’t tell. The only thing that was off was her dark brown eyebrows. 
	So red wasn’t her natural color, well actually no one had that red of hair, so it would
have to be dyed. I caught myself wondering what she would look like with her natural hair
color.
	“Yeah...sorry about yeah... Well if that’s what you want. Call me if you need me
okay?” Krave whatever said, and then he turned around and walked away from her cell.
	And then red head girl turned her head to look at me, and laughed. She actually laughed
at me. I couldn’t believe this god damn night. 
	“What?” I asked. She just smiled to herself and leaned back on the crappy cot in her
cell.
	“Nothing. You just look really pissed.” She said. I shook my head, she was an
observant one.
	“Yeah well you would be too if your friends left you to get the blame. By the way,
what’s your name?” I asked the girl. She covered her eyes with her arm and yawned. Her
teeth were perfectly white and straight. 
	“Xaie. Xaie Connors.” Xaie told me. She turned to her side then, pushing her pillow
under her head. “What crap ass friends you have whoever you are.” I laughed and lay
down on my own cot, and turned to see the back of her wild red hair. 
	“It’s John, John Quinn. And I know, being popular comes with a price. Hey I haven’t
seen you around before, you new?” I said. The girl sighed.
	“Well John, I’m new around here. Well to school anyways. I was homeschooled awhile
back. My parents finally loosened the leash and are letting me go to River High School.”
Xaie explained. I nodded, that explained why I hadn’t seen her around before, I mean it
was pretty hard to miss a girl with hair that red. 
	“Ah I see. Well it’ll be cool to have you around.” I said. Xaie didn’t reply, I
saw her breathing slow, and then the quiet as she fell asleep in her cell. Well at least I
had gotten her name. 
	And everything about her just seemed unique, her hair, her eyes, her face, her clothes
even her name. And with that I fell asleep on the crappy cot in a cell beside the most
beautiful girl I had ever seen.

	“Alright, you don’t be coming back here to visit us again anytime soon now.”
Officer Krave told Xaie as she wiped her eyes lazily and got up to exit the cell she had
been in all night. 
	“Fine, fine. If I feel like it. You know I like visiting you guys.” Xaie said while
laughing. Krave frowned at her and locked her cell behind her.
	“That’s not funny. Next time I’d like to see you outside of a cell.” Krave
scolded Xaie as they walked towards me. Xaie stopped laughing and stopped at my cell. She
gave me a gentle smile and walked towards me, I sat up.
	“Have fun in there now John. It’s not every day you get in one of these. See you
around.” Xaie told me, loosely holding onto my cell’s dark bars with her black finger
nailed hands.
	“Ha ha. Nice to meet you too. Sure you’ll see me around...I’ll be in here next
week.” I joked. Xaie laughed and pulled her hands away.
	“Well I hope your parents come soon. Come on Krave; let’s not worry my parents
anymore.” Xaie motioned to Krave and then walked on, Krave stopped at my cell to give me
a good, hard stern glare with his dark brown eyes before he walked off to catch up to
Xaie.
	I leaned back against my cell’s wall and yawned. I had slept, yet I hadn’t. I had
spent maybe five hours sleeping and the other three just sitting in bed thinking about
stuff.
	When Friday came around, I was wondering if I should use my power in the popularity
circle to exile Jay, Ron, Emma, Crystal and Rebecca.  Because I just could, that was
probably the only good thing about popularity; you could hurt the people that hurt you
back, but harder.	
	But this week was my last week of school before summer break, so it wouldn’t really be
worth it right? If I couldn’t even enjoy their punishment. 
	“Quinn! You have a visitor.” A cop called down to me, I shrugged off the wall and
went to my cell walls to see who had come to see me. 
	I guess I shouldn’t have been too surprised to see who it was. Crystal wouldn’t want
to get punished. But why was she with my uncle?
	“What do you want Crystal?” I asked as she stopped in front of my cell. My uncle Tim
gave me a warning glare.
	“I didn’t want you to sit here all night. You shouldn’t take the blame by yourself
John. So I got your uncle Tim. I knew your parents wouldn’t come. By the way here are
your keys. I parked your car outside.” Crystal told me. I laughed; Crystal just didn’t
want to get punished. 
	“Thanks I guess. But you can go now; I need to talk to my uncle Tim.”  Crystal handed
me the keys with her hand shaking a tiny bit and then she ran for the door. I heard it
slam loudly behind her. 
	“You should be nicer to your rescuer. That girl really likes you.” Uncle Tim told me,
a stern like tone in his voice. I sighed and pushed back my medium brown hair, it was
messy and thrown around like a skater boy’s hair. But it only reached to my jaw line.
	“If she really liked me, would she have left me last night?” I asked. My Uncle Tim
shrugged and motioned to an officer to come over and release me.
	“Sometimes people are selfish before they are nice.” My uncle told me. I hated how he
always tried to sound wise, but he was a good man anyway I looked at him.
	The officer opened my cell door and let me go; my uncle took me by the arm, waved to the
cop and took me off to my car. I just couldn’t wait to see what my parents had to say
this time.

	“When are you going to stop disappointing us Johnathan?” My mom told me as she set
down plates for dinner. She dared to use my full name. I rolled my eyes, put down my cap
and leaned back in my chair at the table. 
	“When you two stop treating me like a three year old.” I said, yawning. I wanted to
put my feet on the table, but if I did I’d probably get another rap about that to. 
	“We wouldn’t have to treat you like one if you didn’t act like one.” Mom said,
she slammed a plate down in front of me and then stalked out of the room. My father put
down his newspaper and gave me the stink eye.
	“She’s right you know John. You better clean up your act before your eighteenth
birthday or we won’t get you a sports car and we’ll take away your truck.” Dad told
me, he picked up his glass of whisky and sipped it as he kept his eye on me. 
	“Oh come on, it wasn’t my fault dad!” I said. My dad grunted, gave me the lift of
one eyebrow and went back to his newspaper.
	“It was your fault. You went there, were careless and got caught. It’s your fault
your record is so bad. You did underage smoking, drinking and speeding tickets. Should I
go on Johnathan? Just because people dare you to do stuff doesn’t mean you have to.”
Dad explained. I wanted to laugh, but I didn’t. My dad was an ex military man. The only
reason he had to quit was because after a gunshot close to the heart he started having
heart problems.
	Besides the fact that he wasn’t in the military anymore, he still worked out to keep
his fit shape and wore his combat boots. I bet if my mom hadn’t hung his uniform in a
glass case he would still be wearing that too.
	“I don’t care about shit.” I said, I took a bite of garlic bread,
*~M~*

Books:
Edogon
Don't Kill Alice (Alice Zacharra Series)
Green Leaf
Last Summer's Black Heart~
'Courtship Of The King's Daughters'
Adam & The Gone
Clock Strikes
Black Hole 
Deserted
Van Hellsin (Dimitri, Demon + Lianna Series)
Downhill Or Uphill From Here
Solitude
Hating On You
If I Go
Strangled Silence
Burning Sun
One Summer
Strike
Unrevealed
Black Hope
How Far Would You Go To Find Out? (Gender Bender)
Marked
Stone-Away

14 June 2010, 10:39 PM    #2
Joined: 16 Apr 2010
Posts: 29
Ohh How'd I KNOW It'd Cut Off O-o Anyways... Part 2?

and then scooted out of my chair.
	“Why can’t you be that boy that used to love baseball, soccer, football and hockey?
Where’s my son?” Dad asked me. I stopped where I was and slightly turned to look at
him.
	“He grew up a long time ago. And I still play soccer, football and hockey. Remember?”
I answered him, I saw him slightly sigh and then go back to reading his newspaper.
	He was probably just mad about my future. Back when I played baseball I had a scout
looking for me to join the big teams when I got old enough. Well big teams for sixteen
year olds.  I was twelve then. And everything seemed to be going right until I met
Constance Welsh. She was the very definition of perfect.
	Constance was a 4’11 girl at twelve and a 5’6 girl at seventeen with long black silky
hair and a smooth attitude. She introduced me to the other world. The world of partying
and dating, but the only reason why I got in was because I was quote; h-a-w-t. Therefore I
was qualified for a spot in the popularity crowd. After that I quit baseball because it
took up too much time in the summer and started dating Constance. 
	I still know her to this day; she’s still as beautiful as she was at twelve as she is
now at seventeen. The only difference is that she turned quiet. I always see her smoking
or getting totally drunk at a party and then leaving with some worthless dude that
probably just wants her for sex. 
	I’ve tried to help her, because she was my first love, but she won’t let me. She
claims she’s fine and that nothing’s wrong with her at all. Even though she wears
black nonstop and one time I saw slit marks on her wrists. 
	But I’ve given it my best shot, and the best I can hope for is that Constance won’t
kill herself on me. And that she moves back in with her parents so that they can watch
over her. 
	I closed my door behind me, the signs with foul language and skulls saying don’t enter
swaying as the door hooked into place. My room was the way that I had left it. 
	Navy blue covers with black skulls on it thrown onto the floor. Bed sheets falling off
the bed and my three pillows spread out across the room. Scratches in the wood of my bed
frame, posters of Green Day and other bands falling off the walls. And clothes spilled out
all over the floor.
	Hockey equipment falling off its metal stand, soccer equipment messed in with it and my
radio half falling off my over stocked dresser.
	I hung my jacket on the back of my bedroom door and scooted some stuff off my dresser to
put my radio back on, and then I decided to put some of the stuff away. 
	And then I lay flat on my back on my bed, not bothering to pull my comforter up. And I
felt the vibration of my LG slide in my pocket and pulled out the black phone.

7 New Messages

	My phone read, staring at my phone I clicked its buttons and opened up the messages. 

	1: To: John Quinn
	From: Claire Outon
	Subject: Friday

	Hey buddy, what’s up? I’m waiting 2 c u come Friday & have a fun filled weekend w/ u.
I heard about what happened 2 u yesterday, forget those losers. They’re not worth ur
time. btw everyone’s on ur side =)
	Luv Clairebear <3

	I laughed to myself and typed up a reply to Claire’s message. Claire was Constance’s
best friend and a girl that had a crush on me. Constance said she could date me if she
wanted, as long as she was okay with me and her being bffs. 

	To: Claire Outon
	From: John Quinn
	Subject: Friday

	Ah ntm, just got the rap from my parents, yet again. But that doesn’t matter, how about
u? Can’t wait 2 c u 2. Haha our weekend will be fun, I promise. Maybe Constance will
even smile 4 once =) I already have. But no point in punishing them until after summer
break.   That’s good 2 know. 
	C u Friday, John.

	I clicked the tiny send button and then moved onto my second message, but once I saw that
it was Crystal I skipped her message, then Jay’s then Ron’s, Emma’s and Rebecca’s
and stopped at Constance’s. 

	7: To: John Quinn 
	From: Constance (Love) Welsh
	Subject: Hugs

	Hey Johnny, been awhile huh?  Thought I’d catch up with you...and I was wondering how
you’ve been. I’m fine, really fine. I promise. I can’t wait to hang out with you and
Claire at the sushi place this weekend. How are things between you two? Still going
strong, I hope so. Or I’ll kick you! Jk, love ya always~ Constance (Laughs) Quinn =O =D
<3

	I laughed at her message, replied to it quickly and then turned to my side of the bed
where a picture of Constance and me sat. She had her hair tied up in two braids on either
side of her head and was giving the camera the peace sign while I kissed her cheek, she
was also laughing. I missed that Constance. I really did. And somehow, I would bring her
back. I would, I had swore to myself I would since the day she had gone south. It was my
time to be her friend.

Author's Note:
I Haven't Edited This Yet LAWLS. So If They'res Errors, I Already KNOW They're Will be
Some XD
BTW Don't Go Thinking It's The First Girl With Colored Hair Right Away, Because If You Pay
Attention To The Part I Bolded, You'll Be Able To Tell It May Or May NOT Be Them.
Does This Sound Like A Boy's Brain At ALL? Or Did The Fact That I'm A Girl Take Over? XD

*~M~*
*~M~*

Books:
Edogon
Don't Kill Alice (Alice Zacharra Series)
Green Leaf
Last Summer's Black Heart~
'Courtship Of The King's Daughters'
Adam & The Gone
Clock Strikes
Black Hole 
Deserted
Van Hellsin (Dimitri, Demon + Lianna Series)
Downhill Or Uphill From Here
Solitude
Hating On You
If I Go
Strangled Silence
Burning Sun
One Summer
Strike
Unrevealed
Black Hope
How Far Would You Go To Find Out? (Gender Bender)
Marked
Stone-Away


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