Fanfic: Because God Wills It

[fasionfreak321]

Well, i had to write this novella and i promised Jimmy i would post if he posts. So yeah. Any critism must be contructive because i have a hard time taking inconstuctive critism. Oh by the way, i'm not religous in any sense so if i offen anyone by using the term GOD, then sorry.
I don't own any of these people and this is purely fictional. Just so u know.

[fasionfreak321]

Because God Wills It
Chapter 1
  Like a deer standing in front of a large truck; he was stunned, frozen, glued to his spot with shock. He wanted to scream, he wanted to run away and pretend he had never witnessed this. He wanted to wake up from this nightmare. The moment seemed like it was never ending, yet everything passed by so quickly in a blur. There she was, with her long slender arms around that bastard’s neck. She was sitting sideways on the bastard’s dirty lap, giving him those tender kisses he’s grown dependant on. For the shortest second he’s ever endured, she looked up at him and gave him a pitiful look. Finally, he was able to turn away and run in the opposite direction.
  He should have known something wasn’t right when she called at noon. There was something different with her voice. Eugene has a kind of voice that could put you to sleep at night and give you motivation to wake up in the morning. It is clear and pure, always used softly, as light as a heartbeat. If you didn’t listen closely enough for a second, you would miss everything she said. However, this time, her voice was troubled. He could almost picture a light frown on those cherry red lips of hers when she told him to meet her at the park an hour later.
  He dressed casually, in long black jeans and a white sleeveless tee-shirt. In his battered up Converse, he walked at a quick pace from his apartment to the park near by. That park held many treasured memories for him. As he neared the park, a small smile spread across his face. His dark brown eyes twinkled with a far away look, as if he was looking out into the ocean. He made a quick stop at the tree. It wasn’t just any tree, it was the tree; the tree in front of the spot where he literally collided with Eugene one morning when she was walking her dog. They got off in a bad start, but somehow made things work in the end.
  He was nearing the spot that she told him the meet her at. He saw two people sharing an intimate moment. As soon as he realized who these two people were, he stopped dead in his tracks. It was just perfect. Almost as if she planned for it to happen. He saw her look up at him with her sweet honey brown eyes giving him a look of pity, almost a look of sympathy. Finally, it felt like years later, before he got his legs to function again and he ran.
  Danny sat alone in the corner of his bedroom. That room has gone through many stages of metamorphosis. It went from being grey, bare and empty; to being gloomy and depressing; and finally to being something that resembles cheerfulness. Sitting in front of him was a six pack of beer, never opened before. Sitting next to Danny, were five empty beer cans and the plastic that had once held them together. In Danny’s hand was a half empty beer can that he took sips out of repeatedly. He savored that bitter taste on his tongue and let the alcohol burn his throat. His mind wandered off to her again, remembrance of the good times they had. Why did she have to do that? Why did she just have to bring my hopes up then trampled it into the hard cold pavement? He took another swing of his beer hoping that it would washing away the memories but he knew it would fail to do so, like all the other sips of beer he had swallowed down before. The night passed, and all his memories hit him in a blur. All the flashbacks were muddled and hazy but had precise details similar to a dream. The harder he tried to forget, the more memories he received. It was as if God wanted to torture him slowly by playing back each and every memory. He ran one of his calloused hands gently through his white blonde hair with jet black roots that were starting to show.

[blinkboy182]

read it before, its good, better then mine

[fasionfreak321]

Not true, we just have different styles. I'm more of an adjective and stuff person but i can't write dialouge. I really can't. That's why i'm screwed when i get to the middle of the story when i need to write dialouge. lol.

[angelfightrJ]

yeah both of urs are really good! i like how its really descriptive and i can totally imagine danny's expression and everythinq. aw...i feel bad for him. stupid eugene! lol i made a fanfic on fanfiction.net in anime section. :] and there is this chapter that is like this.

[fasionfreak321]

Aww, thanks for supporting. I feel so sad, no one likes it but angelfighter and jimmy. It must really suck... oh well. I'll post for you guys then.
Chapter 2
 
 Danny awoke the next morning. Right before he opened his eyes, all the events of the day before hit him. It had such an impact that he felt his throat begin to tense and his eyes water beneath his eyelids. Biting his lower lip to prevent from crying aloud, a single lonely tear made its way down Danny’s cheek and hung on the tip of his chin until it drop to a silent splatter on his carpeted floor. His mind no longer functioned as it did; instead it was on auto-pilot. Danny got up from his slouched position and paid no attention to the aching pain in his back and neck. He made his way to the bathroom and swung open the door of the cabinet under his porcelain sink. There it was, lying under a small plastic basket. He reached for the bag and opened it, smelling the sweet intoxicating smell of marijuana. He went back into his room to get some paper and a lighter. As soon as he finished with that, he took a long drag and coughed it out. He had to repeat that a few times before his body got used to the drug again. He closed his eyes, expecting nothingness to come to mind. In the pitch black beneath his eyelids, he saw a flash, an image. Before he knew it, the image turned into a video and the same cycle last night repeated itself again. As the memories he had once cherished played back in his mind, he cursed God and threw his drug onto the carpeted floor.
 
 With all the energy he could muster up at the moment, he got up and walked to the kitchen where he found a decent sized knife. He looked at it long and hard. How can a slab of metal, so thin make so much difference in people’s lives? Before he could think anymore, he dug the thin, razor-sharp knife into his left wrist. For a second, nothing happened. There was no blood, no pain, and he didn’t feel anything. But soon, he saw the think red blood oozing out of the wound slowly. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his left wrist.

 “F.uck!” He yelled as the knife he was holding dropped to the marble floor with a clanging sound.

 The pain increased as blood started to seep out with more speed. Soon, blood was pouring out of his wrist rapidly and he felt the sharp pain of an open wound. As a puddle of blood began to form around him, his vision became distorted and he lost consciousness.

 Danny awoke feeling a soft bed and covers on him. Although he kept his eyes closed, he knew by the feel and smell that this was not his room. He felt comfortable so he knew he didn’t die. If he died, he would be in Hell. This is obviously not Hell so he didn’t die.

  When he lifted his eye lids, the first thing he saw was white. He realized that his face was in a pillow and he lifted his head slightly out of it. The first thing he saw was a long metal pole with a machine and a few IVs attached to it. He was in a hospital. That meant that someone had saved him, which meant that someone had to have checked up on him. Could it have been Eugene? As soon as he thought of that name, his heart turned into stone. His eyes became ice and formed into a hostile glare immediately. He sat glaring at the ceiling as if there were something evil living up there.

  A gentle closing of a door made Danny turn his head towards the direction of the noise. He saw a middle aged man with a small balding spot on the center of his head. He had wire rimmed glasses that made him look intelligent and sophisticated. He was wearing a long knee-length white lab coat that went over his khakis. He was holding a clip board in one hand and a pen in the other as he walked over to Danny’s bed.

   “Im TaeBin.” He said aloud to no one in particular.

   “It’s Danny,” was Danny’s short but commanding response.

   “Alright, so your neighbors found you in your kitchen after you committed suicide. You’re lucky that they found you early, if they had found you ten minutes later, you would have been dead.” The doctor stated casually as if he had to repeat those lines ten times a day.

   “Go away” Danny said, “Leave me alone.”

   The doctor didn’t even bother to look twice at Danny before leaving the room. Danny sat up and looked around. Next to him was another patient that seemed to be asleep at the moment. He got up from the bed and his bare foot touched the cold and hard floor as he made his way over to the patient’s bed. He picked up a card from a desk and it read:

Dear Brian Joo,

   Please wake up and get well soon. We all love you very much, please stay strong. If you ever need anything from us when you wake up just let us know. Get well!
         Love,
        The Shin Family

   The card had a little picture of a teddy bear holding on to balloons. Danny looked over at his own desk and saw that it was empty. Suddenly, he had an urge to shred the card into many piece and burn it. He resisted that urge and placed the card back where he found it. He walked slowly past his IV pole and back into his warm bed. He fell asleep silently cursing his nosy neighbors and God.

[angelfightrJ]

:O i hate that eugene! making danny act like this >.< its too sad! hope somethinq happens in the next chapter. post soon!

[blinkboy182]

dats sucks for da dude, post more soon karen

[fasionfreak321]

OMG u have over 2000 post now. Congrats jimmy!!!! thanks for da support.
Chapter 3
He woke up to the sound of a female voice whispering. He opened his eyes to find darkness now occupying the room. He listened closely to what that anonymous voice was saying.

   “Brian, please wake up. I know your still there fighting and struggling. If you aren’t fighting for anything, fight for me, please. You need to wake up so you and I can live happily again. You said you would never leave me. So don’t, please don’t.” She sobbed quietly. “I know you can hear me. Come back to me.”

  Danny heard muffled sobbing and he shifted his body to look the other way. Those words replayed themselves in his head as he slept.

   The next morning, he awoke to find a girl sitting on a chair sleeping, using the wall for support. She was wearing baggy sweatpants with a jacket over her used as a blanket. He leaned towards her a little bit to study her face clearly. She had really nice skin that looked soft and white, with a hint of a golden undertone. Her hair was short and reached a little below her shoulders. It was black but there was a tint of a natural brown in it. Her features were well proportioned and she was pretty. She was neither beautiful nor gorgeous but she was pretty. He looked towards his desk to find two pieces of French toast and some sausages. He leaned over and began to eat his breakfast. When he finished, he realized that the girl was watching him. He stared right back at her.

   “Son YeJin, or YeJin Son, if you like it the American way.” She said in a low tone as if she was afraid of waking someone up.
 
   Danny stared at her, a little curious at the bluntness of that statement. She seemed to understand the way he felt. She also seemed to understand his annoyance for needless words.

   “Danny Im.” He said without much emotion. His deep voice was used quietly, but the coldness rang throughout the whole room.

   YeJin held both her hands out towards Danny. In them was a gameboy. Danny nodded his head, accepting the offer as YeJin neared his bed. He held the gameboy in his hands and began to press buttons at a rapid speed. The little pink balloon like figure floated around collecting golden coins and avoiding the enemy. Suddenly, a huge turtle with spikes on his back appeared. The villain blocked the path forward implying that you needed to defeat him to get through. Danny made the pink balloon run in the opposite direction. It ran for a while but then the villain caught up to it and sent a fireball in its direction. It dropped to the ground and the screen flashed with the big words “GAME OVER”.

   “You can’t run like that, you have to fight it.” YeJin said as she picked up the gameboy and demonstrated to Danny how it was done. She fought the villain and lost some health, but passed the level and restored the health after it was defeated.

   YeJin left soon afterwards and Danny was left in deep thought with her words. So simple yet it had such a complex meaning to him. He felt as if he was the small pink balloon and God was the large turtle with spikes on its back. He felt as if God were always standing in his way, blocking the road, and causing Danny to lose the game. He fell into deep sleep with those thoughts in mind.

   Danny sat on his bed lost in his own thoughts. He had been awake for almost four hours and it was a little after noon when YeJin arrived.

   “Who is he to you?” Danny asked as soon as YeJin walked through the door.

   “He’s my boyfriend, my best friend, someone I care deeply for.” She said. She sat down on the foot of Danny’s bed and set down a small black backpack. She unzipped it to reveal pictures and a video in it. She put the video in the video player silently and watched solemnly for it to start.

   Just as Danny expected, it was a home video. It was a video of what seemed to have been a day at the beach. He saw a female figure sitting in the sand, playing with it. She had long hair that was being blown by the wind. He heard a deep voice that belonged to a young man talking as he was adjusting the zoom. The man seemed to have stepped back from the camera because his voice was no longer loud enough to hear clearly. Suddenly, the face of a young man that had a remarkable resemblance to the man laying in a coma a few feet away from Danny and YeJin appeared. He was smiling and waving into the camera just before he took a handful of sand and threw it at the female figure, who was revealed to be YeJin. They were having what seemed to be a wet sand fight and they were laughing and smiling the whole time. Danny noticed YeJin and Brian’s smiles were beautiful. The tape played a little longer before the screen turned black. Danny didn’t need to look at YeJin to know that there were silent tears rolling down her face. He touched his own face to feel a spot of wetness under his own eyes. He dried them and handed YeJin a tissue, only to find that she had a whole box.

   YeJin took out a pile of pictures that were of her and Brian and sometimes other people too. They went through each and every one of them and Danny took note that they were smiling true and broad smiles in each of them, except one. But that one exception was of YeJin playfully hitting Brian on the head and Brian had a small teasing pout on his face. Each and every one of those pictures held a memory, a separate story. Danny was a little touched that she would trust him enough to share those with him. He could see the happiness and pain in her eyes as she scanned those pictures. She looked like she wanted to take in each and every detail. Danny couldn’t comprehend why. Why did she look closer at the images that tear her heart apart?

   He was pondering that same question hours after YeJin had left. He tried to relate it to himself. He thought of the photo book that he had put together a long time ago and added on to it every once in a while. He thought of one picture, his favorite picture. It was of Eugene riding on a carousel horse, having the time of her life. He remembers taking that picture and how proud he was of being able to fully capture her beauty in a photograph. For a second, he was happy. Although he had known that she wasn’t there and that he wouldn’t get to see her again, he was happy when he thought of that memory. He thought of it again and his feelings for it didn’t change. It didn’t bring him pain as much as it brought him coziness. For the first time in a long time, he fell asleep with happy thoughts.

[angelfightrJ]

very good! i hope that taebin gets over eugene! evil eugene...ditching him/two timing him like that :evil: .anyway, update your fanfic soon!

[priya]

yay chapter 3!