when nothing goes right....

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By : chicklett
a tragic love story. isabella can not get away from her past to realize how lucky she is. and poor devin pines
for a broken soul, wishing he could lift her up and help her fly this story is not complete but i know where it is
going but i could always use advice and would love to hear what u guys think and ill try to add more
characters if you give me ideas :D warning now not the happiest story :/
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Table of Contents
prologue
introductions
superiority
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Table of Contents 2
Chapter 1: prologue
Prolouge
All I knew was that I had to get out and away I couldn't take it anymore I never wanted to be back at or ever
think of this place and what happened here ever again. Instantly I turned around and went back onto the trail
id just come off of, and I ran. The cold wet ground under my feet didn't faze me, the sharp sticks and stones I
stepped on felt like a mothers warm embrace.
I came to the fork in the trail and veered to the left I never wanted to go back the way I came and my aunty
had always told me 'well dear as your mother always said, when nothing goes right, go left' I never really took
what that meant in but now it was all I could think of. I no longer knew where I was going. Id never been on
this trail for that matter the immense over growth that was grabbing at my clothes and legs tolled me not many
people had, that thought was only a buzz at the back of my mind at the moment all I could think was run
Adella. Run faster! And I did. The trail seemed to go on forever but right when I thought it was never going to
end, I came bursting out of the trees and was at a little beach.
It wasn't a nice sandy beach like the ones in California it was a typical Vancouver island beach . it was so
secluded. It had an air of sorrow around it. I hadn't realized I stopped dead in my tracks midstride until it was
too late and i hit the ground. I almost didn't get up. I could have lain there for ever letting the sorrow of this
sad little beach sink in, but as my eyes traveled around I found myself staring at two huge cliffs on either side
of me turning the ocean into a tiny bay the two colossal cliffs almost met in the middle .One, the larger of the
two had an old tattered sun bleached parachute hanging off it hanging I knew what this place was. I had
heard stories about it these were the hangs men's cliffs and this beach was called deaths valley . I know its a
little bit dramatic...but utterly perfect. Picking myself up off the ground I started to walk swiftly towards the
lager cliff. The stories said that the only way to survive jumping off the cliff was to have a hang glider
strapped to your back and even then your chances were slim. Because the wind here was unpredictable,
especially up on the cliff at such a high altitude with such little room for error. But without a hang glider. Just
to free fall, was surely death. For if the height of the drop and the impact with the water didn't kill you the
currants would.
It was perfect. Id always loved the feeling of falling. And this place knew me. Understood what it was like to
feel neglected and to have an immense sorrow fallow you around like your own personal rain cloud. I found
what I was looking for. My way out. By this time I was at the cliffs edge and as my tows curled around the
edge I had a slight feeling of deja'vu as I recalled my dream. Except this time as the wind pushed at my back I
smiled and raised my arms to the sky as I looked into my destiny, eyes wide open. There was nothing holding
me back! I was finally free! Nothing could stop me!..... Except maybe the hands that rapped around my waist
and pulled me tight to a sculpted chest. Whirling around to see who was trying to kill me, mentally. I came
face to face with the reason I was hear as my eyes stared into his, I felt it all, all over again the eyes that
belonged to my love were the reason I was standing on a cliff in a silk night gown with tears streaming down
my face as the wind danced with my hair. The eyes I was trying to forget and at the moment were the only
reason and thing holding me back ..
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Chapter 2: introductions
Chapter #1
~Introdutions~
weeks before
boys pov
She looks so awkward. I don't get her at all. Her name is Adella Melk, but people just called her Dell. I don't
know why though Adella was such a lovely name and she looked more like an Adella. She is average height
her hair was a gorgeous dark brown but she had the most random natural dark ruby red highlight thingies in
her hair which was slightly curly and very long. She had lovely porcelain skin with natural rosy cheeks. She
had amazing intelligent looking green eyes with blue rings around her pupils, and gorgeous full lips, perfect
curves and a very, very amazing personality (i know, you thought i was going to say body) but no one
understood it and she never really gave them a chance to. She refused to let anyone in. my cousin asked her
out once. He was the last guy to ever try. It wasn't that she was mean about it when she said no it's just that
she made it quite clear she'd rather die than date him or anyone else. And here I was obsessing over her. A girl
ive never even really talked to she didn't even pretend to care when I talked like she did with others, she
always returned my smiles and hello's with glares that should have killed me. we had all our classes together
math, gym, english, and art...she loved art and she was amazing at it. But all her art had a sad feeling to it even
the art that looked so happy. I always got some weird vibe off her art it made me feel a pang in my heart. she
was 17 I was 18 but we were both in gr.12 and in all the"smart" people classes
"dev!" hmm? "Hey Devin?! Lunch is over let's go"
"k sorry man" that was Mark my cousin/best friend "I must have zoned out"
"id says. what class do you have now?"
"art"
"eww"
"hey man you used to like it till Adell turned you down" he didn't say anything he just turned around and
stormed away....oops.
~~~_Adella pov_~~~
gah! They're staring at me again. why? I just don't get it. why cant people just leave me alone. there was this
one chick, I mean I don't even know her name but she is in my math and English class. so I should know her
name. but I don't. when she talks to me its like she thinks we are friends or something. and don't get me wrong
its not that I think myself better then her its just that I don't like and or talk to people ever so how could we be
friends? also there is a kind of double meaning to the kindness she shows me, it has a nasty edge to it. she has
gorgeous long red hair with jade green eyes that have maroon flecks in them. and she always seemed to be
overflowing with happiness I just couldn't stand to be around her. she was just so happy all the time. or at least
that's what one would think at first glance, but her eyes said differently they said she was a bitch but happy if
that makes sense, they said that there was an inner coldness inside she was dieing to let out but afraid to
because she didn't want people to turn away form her. like im sure they have before. but is what she has to say
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that bad really? im sure if I wasn't so self centered and I didn't shun the world I would actually talk back to her
and we would be great friends and id help her get through what ever it was that was her problem.
I had that many problems. but I had to much pain with in me, and to get close to people you had to let them in
and I wasn't about to do that no matter how lonely I get. the good thing is I didn't mind being alone. so if I
notice all this about her then why didn't I know her name? there were lots of people who stared at me but most
of them were gossiping about what a freak I was or something like that. but there was that girl and this one
guy, Devin who starred at me with wonder glittering in their eyes. and as for Devin did I mention he was
dating the redheaded girl? Oh well he is but their not much of a couple they treat eachother like accessories. I
just don't get him why on earth would he be staring at me? why would I interest him? im sure if he new the
truth he would look at me with disgust and hatred. he was one of those guys that all the girls wanted cuz he
was on the soccer and football and even the rugby team he had the body of a god. and he didn't seem to care
or be interested in any of the girls. Not even his girlfriend who was totally gorgeous. he looked at them with
disgust sometimes. I just didn't get it there was something off about him. he has dark brown hair similar to
mine but his was all one shade mine had many red low lights and highlights to it. his curly locks of hair fell
right in front of his intense teal eyes. his skin was the same porcelain as mine to but his cheeks werent flushed
all the time like mine, but he had a healthy glow which I lacked my flushed cheeks just added to that fact that
I was sickly pail. he was a good head taller than me. one of the things that was off about him was that he was
quiet, and very smart yet he hung out with all the loud idiot jocks. he was also very artistic his work was
amazing and in a way it awed me because when I looked at it I could almost feel what he was feeling when he
created it he was in every and all of my classes. ive never had a true conversation with the guy. and I
absolutely hated him he was everything I never wanted to see he was a mirror image of the one person I was
trying to forget he has the same eyes, laugh, build, face, curls, smile, voice the same fucking everything as
him. and I couldn't stand it, it killed me to have to look into his face everyday all the time. and there he is
staring at me. sometimes I wondered if he knew something but how could he? he wasn't here when it
happened....finally the bell rang I quickly turned around and fled from the cafeteria and went to art class. I
loved art it was my life it was my way of letting my feelings out without having to tell anyone what really
happened. I wasn't one to share my feelings even if I had someone to share them with. I mean I have no one.
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Chapter 3: superiority
Chapter #2
~supiriority~
Devan's pov
of course she was already here. I don't think she has missed a class since ive known her and she is rarely late I
don't even think skipping has ever crossed her mind. she has perfect grades in all her classes....but English but
im sure that has more to do with the fact that the teacher hated her. she always has something to say about the
statements he makes, she normally has a really good point too but he wont take it and he hates anything she
writes because she twists the project to make it the same but better. he hates individuality and she thrives for
it. she is one of those strong out spoken people with a broken soul.suddenly broken wing by martina mcbride
was playing through my mind..awe shit now ive got this crap stuck in my head.
~~~Adella's pov~~~
gah! he's staring again. I don't even think he knows he is. I had just turned around to see where the teacher
was and wondered who was humming one of my favorite songs-broken wing, and instead found Devin sitting
in the seat behind me like he always did, staring at me like he always did and humming.
I don't even think he knows I saw him, like it didn't phase him at all that I cought him staring at me because he
kept doing it but he looks so zoned out sometimes I wonder if hes just zoning out in my general direction and
then I realize that, thats just wishful thinking, because he does it a lot. ok if he is still staring in 5 minutes im
asking him what his fucking problem is....
fuck! he is. great now I actually have to talk to him. I hate talking to people.
"what?!"oops that came out a bit sharper than I wanted it to. but it worked he snapped out of it.
~~~Devan's pov~~~
"what?!" hhmm? wait oh shit! I zoned out thinking about her, staring at her, and apperantly humming. she
cought me. and she doesn't look to happy either , I bet she even knows I was comparing her to the girl in the
song, or maybe its because I was starting at her? or because she actually had to talk to me? or both? Or all
three? wait why am I thinking about this now shes waiting for an answer and here I am spacing out on her
again.....wow she must think I am such an idiot. k well great now I have to act like a jerk. cuz I am most
defiantly not telling her that I am obsessed with her. oh wow that sounds so bad and stalkerish.
"hmmm? did you say something ?" I put on my best ass whole/smart ass grin
she brought her self up straiter "yes for a matter of fact I did. I was wondering why the fuck you were staring
at. I mean I know im hot and have an amazing body but there is no chance in hell I would ever even consider
you so why bother thinking about it?" wow she said that perfectly, she has so much dignity and doesn't really
give a fuck so she can honestly say something like that and pull it off with grace. and she was right she did
have an amazing body.
"ha! like id ever want you. your a bottom feeder and a freak with no friends and most defiantly no life." wow I
hated having to say that I really did. but by the look on her face she didn't believe a word I said everyone in
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the room did though and she knew that and for some odd reason she was going to take that. was it because she
knew she'd won? And she knew it and she knew I knew it?
~~~Adella's pov~~~
"ha! like id ever want you. your a bottom feeder and a freak with no friends and most defiantly no life."
'bravo, you can really pull the ass whole jock thing off I mean you should join acting you'd be perfect' was
what I wanted to say even though it sounded stupid, but by the look in his eyes he knew I won he didn't mean
a single word that he said where as I said everything true which he also knew.
every one in the class on the other hand thought the opposite but their all fucking idiots anyways I mean I
could tell them the most ridiculous thing. if I said it about the right people with a good time and place they'd
believe every word I said. so I just rolled my eyes in response turned around and put my headphones back in
and pressed play 'my immortal' by evanescence was playing. this song explained my world. it explained
everything about me it knew me. I started to paint. I didn't know what I was painting I didn't even have a color
plan. I just was. by the end of class I had a peace of art that said so much I just about cried, it hurt me to look
at it and yet I didn't want to look away. Then I noticed it resembled the song that Devin was humming.....
great. the bell rang and I had to get to my next class. uhhg! gym, I hate gym. and no im not one of those
artistic people who cant do sports I was very good at sports actually i used play on the girls football and rugby
team. we were doing track today I could be on the track team if i wanted to be, my gym teacher wanted me to
be to. I ran, and fast to, I could go fast and far no problem. but not on a track I hate running on tracks or in
circles the point of running for me was to get away and running around a track just constantly brought me
back to where I begun. and plus I had to wear shoes. I can't stand to wear shoes when im running. actually I
just didn't like shoes in general. but I ran every morning I always woke up at run at 5am and would go running
I never spent anytime on my hair I just let the windstyle it,I didn't need or wear make up either I have perfect
skin and very thick long dark lashes. I always ran in bare feet I didn't really care where I went when I ran I
just ran it didn't matter where I ran or how fast I went I would always end up back at that place I would
always get flash backs of that night I'd aways end up coming bursting off that trail or some times around the
corner of the block to the park but id only make it as far as the grass before I was on the ground crying
grasping at my sides trying to stop the pain with no avail. I could never get away I always woke up screaming
and crying at the same time every morning.
I learned to stifle my crys though because if I woke my father he would beet me.
every time I shut my eyes id see it all over again. I relived every moment of that night when I was at that
stupid park it would be like it was happening all over again it felt like it was. I was stuck to watch my one true
and only friend die over and over again. one single tear escaped before I could stop it but im sure nobody
noticed and if they did im positive they wouldn't care.
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