Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Nobody's Home ❯ A Cry For Help ( Chapter 7 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
To Izumi: thanks for the review. Heres a soda (dogs ate the brownies rrr) and heres the Voodoo doll of Tyson. *hands stuff over* And KAi stop scaring Brooklyn (sp? I kinda forgot how to spell it -_-')

Ozuma: is it just me or is Angel getting depressed now?

Kai: hmph, whatever

Joseph: O.o ya know..shes listening to depressing music but she'll cheere up.

Taylor: is this gonna be another poem?

Yea I guess...

WARNING: Threats at suicide, may contain adult content (MAYBE), and may contain cutting.

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"I-its a-a s-spirit o-of a-a w-witch.." Taylor squeaked out. "Spirits huh?" Ozuma asked as Joseph came running out. "something wrong?" he asked. The young Goth glanced at him and nodded. "Apparently, the ghost is meaning to get rid of.." she closed her eyes. "But why use black magic?" she asked herself. "Do you know?" Ozuma asked placing a hand on her shoulder making her jump slightly.

She was quiet. If she told them that she could get rid of the ghost it'll kill her. She sighed. "I know some spells. USed only for darkness.." she wispered.

"Um, why is the ghost here?" Joseph piped up pointing at the spirit. "Y-you can s-see h-her?" Taylor asked shocked. "Yeah." he responded.

She smiled. Okay, so the spell she had in mind might take her energy but who the hell cares? She dosent. Walking away from the both of them, she passed the ghost. Stoping at the doorway. "Spirit, spirit, hear my call, go back to the dead where you belong.." she said lightly grasping the stone that was around her neck.

The ghost as if hearing her call, disappeared. "Black magic..be gone from this place.." the stone lightly glowed. The the stone dimmed. She went limp. Ozuma caught her. "Okay, maybe whatever she did, made her exhausted.." Ozuma said shocked.

Joseph knew what she did. He wondered how. But now, he felt her fear. It was strange. He picked up her journal and opened it to a page. She was good at art. She drew the bit beasts perfectly. Turning the page he read a poem.

~Laughter echoes through the air.
A secret locked away in her heart, she listens to her friends.
Adults thinks shes a Juvinile Delequent.
Afraid of the truth she hides..
Scarred and battered she hides a truth..
A cry for help
Threating to kill herself she looks at the one who hurt her..
The one that drove her to the edge of suicide..
The cry of pain and dispair is heard.. but ignored..
Darkness closes in. A soul lost for good
The sirins of police cars and ambulences could be heard..
Parents taken away to jail...her soul lost..
Blood seeps through her cut, she cut her wrist
The scars that lined her wrist fadded..
The pressure insured onto her..
A cry for help is heard but ignored..
A gunshot...she drops dead..
A father taken away..
Another child dead...
Tears streams down the boys face as he heard fighting..
Lifeless..and lost the cries and pleas arent heard...
A spirit dies..
A fear only remains..
Afraid of speaking aboout life the subject is changed...
A child in the hospital..
Dead..
A cry for help~

Turning the page he saw a song..

(AN: I dont own this song its owned by Linkin Park)

~(it starts with one) thing I dont know why, it dosent even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rymighn to explain in due time..~ He closed the book.

Walking outside he sat down. "Shes asking for help. From what?" he said to himself. "She mentioned cutting in the poem. No way! She cant be..could she..?"

****Inside****

"OZUMA!!" he called. Running aound he found his leader back in the stadium Beybattling Tyson. "Whats wrong Joseph?" Ray asked. "Its about Taylor!" he said. "What about Taylor?" Kai asked. "shes been cutting herself!!" "You sure?" Max asked. "Yeah, I swear its in here!" he showed them the journal she walways carries around. "Lets see." Kai said. He opened the book, and read a poem.

"Wheres Taylor?" Joseph asked. "In the hospital. She passed out from blood loss and exhaustion." Kenny said. "Oh."

'Why is she cutting herself?' he thought. 'I should have known shes been doing this to herself the night she and I met..'

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Okay there. R&R and no flames.