A girl angry.

What is it that you fear most? Insects? Animals? Ghosts? Paranormal activities? My fear was, making a girl angry. It would hurt me so much that I would cry. Even if I didn't love her at all, or even had a relationship before, or even, we just met. 

In my past relationship, I made my girl angry and sad. I hurt her at times, deeply. For my own selfish reasons. I know, I'm not a perfect man, but I'm trying, if only she would give me a break and not scold me for little and petty things. I used to think that it was all my fault, but now, she's just covering up her lies. That doesn't matter, I don't want to know any more. I'm just done with her. She gave me so much shit, and I also returned it. We went head to head. 

We didn't talk, for almost a week, I didn't want to bother as I want to move on with my life as she suggested. I missed her at times, and when I told her, she shushed me up and said that she didn't want to talk to me any more. So I kept quiet, I didn't reply at all. Not a word. I moved on with my life. Talking with other people, hanging out, going for drinking sessions, as in restaurants, not in bars or clubs. Even the word "club" would make my heart stop awhile. That was how much I suffered, no, I don't want any more shit from her. I've had enough of her constant anger and remarks. Enough is enough. I have given her face too much. Its time not to care. I went karaoke sessions with my friends, singing our lungs out, laughing about our voices. It was a good moment. 

And F.Y.I, I'm not saying all this to talk shit about you. No, I don't want an argument. Its simple, you said you wanted out of my life, I give you the green light. You don't matter to me any more. And I mean it. There's no point in me doing so, you'll just be using me and covering it all up, giving me the experience of making out with you, no. And yes, this is what I was thinking all the while, no, I don't want to have anything to do with you. Its not that I don't know everything about you, the thing is, you only know this little about me. You do not know, the true self of me. My secrets, no. You don't. 

Suddenly, after all this while, I just realised, I have loved you. Now, I try not to care about you. Yes, I try not to. I want to move on. So don't treat me like I'm your tape recorder. When you're all down and sad and lonely you look for me. When you're all cheers and smiles you find someone else. You complain to me about your friends, but complains when I complain a lot. You're no different. 

I wish for you to have a healthy and awesome life without me. Because I guess I'm here on earth to make girls like you realise, that life is not that way to live. Life isn't just about clubs, drinking, smoking, studying, partying, gossiping and whatever more you do. If that's life for you, boy I'm sure it sucks. Thank God I'm out of that hell hole I was brought into, at least I know now what it feels like. I won't ever set foot there. I promised myself. Hell I wouldn't even do it for my friend, why you? 

Because all this while. I know that I loved you like crazy. But when I always do, you don't feel the same. You know you're right, we're not meant to be together. But I'm glad we tried. Right now, I'm going to find the girl of my dreams, as there are better girls here than there. There, its not a place to study, its just a place of lust, alcohols, tobaccos and games. No, my life won't revolve around it. 

And I thank God for it. I wish He would save you one day too, and you will see that only in that place  is full of hell. I pray, that you will be saved from there one day, just hang on, for a little while longer. I still care for you. Its just that I don't show it. :) 

So guys, here's the information, never make a girl angry or sad. Don't even try to hurt her to test her or anything which might seem fun to us guys, its just for our chat and joke, not to be tested. A girl is precious. Every single one of them. ;) It only takes the special one to realise. 

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My Baby.

Whispering "I miss you my baby. I miss you." In my dreams it might all seem real. But I know that in truth, its just a dream. I couldn't do anything to change her mind now. I sigh everyday, but it wouldn't help me, she's thirteen hundred miles away. I have thought of going to where she was, but I do not have the funds. In my dreams, we were kissing and hugging, so lovable and sweet. In my dreams, we were holding hands, nothing on earth mattered but us. In my dreams, we were so in love. And in my dreams, how sadly it is, ends, with a tragic end. Because you see, folks believe that in all good things, there are an end, but I did not believe it, no, I thought we were meant to be together.

Slowly I recollected the memories of us together when we were back home, we would be hanging out the whole day, laughing, making out, having fun, we would laze on the bed until we fall asleep, although, we were tired because of making out, I know it is all confidential, so I won't go into further details. Our memories were so little, but yet it was memorable. I would never forget what we have accomplished together, achieved together. We fought, argued, most of our times together, but when we were happy, the world mattered like next to nothing. We were in love. So in love. But I didn't know, that everything would change one day. You had to go back to your home, your parents wanting you to be back, I would be happy for you.

The date scheduled for you to arrive home was two weeks from today's date. Why was it so fast, I wouldn't know. She didn't know either. Our two weeks passed on, again, memorably. We had fun going out, shopping, movie, having our private moments. We took a lot of pictures. Like a lot of pictures. I believed that it was all just a joke for her to be home. But then, the space flight ticket arrived at my doorstep. I took it with a heavy heart. I didn't want to let her go. I didn't want her to leave home, if she could, or would, just take me along. I wouldn't mind finding a job there. Where she was staying, in a small town, the place is cozy. She showed me her parents, and even told her parents about me. Her parents seemed happy about it. Although they didn't give a go ahead.

The day arrived when she had to board the plane home. She said she would miss me very much, and miss our moments together. I said "Yea, me too my baby. I love you with all my heart." All she did was nod, and i saw tears running down her cheeks. All I could do was hug her and wish her it would all go well. She stepped onto the plane. Before she left, she left a note and a present on my working desk. I watched as the plane left to its destination. I walked out of the airport with a heavy heart, everything was gone. I didn't feel any cheer, any laughs, oh her laugh, its the best laugh you would ever hear. It makes her look so cute. And her smile, her smile just melts my heart away. I was thinking about what we had done in two weeks before she left. It was the best two weeks of our lives as we did not fought, at all.

We promised to chat with each other everyday without fail, and if possible, video calling. I was saving my money for an investment, so I did not took out any money, because then I can visit her every month! As I was driving in my car back to my home, I thought about our intimate moments together, it was ecstatic. I have to admit, she wanted to offer herself to me before she left, but then I said no. She knew it was wrong too, and we were planning our wedding, the very next year. And I also have to admit, as a guy, I wanted her too, but I did not want to engage in anything or what soever. I reached home and quickly went up to my desk and took the note and present she left me. The first thing I did was to read the letter she wrote me.

"Dear Bob,

Our relationship has been the best thing that ever happened to me. Without you, my heart has an empty hole. Without you, there would be a missing puzzle. And if you were to be gone, the hole would never be recovered. I just want you to know how much I love you and cherish you. You are my best treasure. You are my love. Take care and miss me! :)

I love you forever.

I miss you everyday.

Signed;

Elaine. <3 xoxo!

I cried. I just cried. I couldn't take it, losing the girl I really loved. I know, I've done her wrong, I've done my mistakes, but I'm putting them all behind me. It didn't matter now. Because I just lost her. After I calmed down, I opened the present she gave me, it was a photo album of us together, since the day we met, until the day she left. A full three months. All I did after work everyday was sit at home and wait for her to be online. We would chat till the wee hours of the morning and then only we would go to bed.

One week passed. I didn't know this would happen, I didn't. I thought she was back there to help her parents in their business. But then, when we were chatting, she told me something which hurt me till today. Her parents had an arranged marriage for her. It was with a man which would secure her family's wealth for generations. She told me the guy was her friend when she was little, but she didn't have any feelings for him. And now they're getting married. I couldn't take it. I cried while we were video calling. It hurt me so bad I just wanted to die and didn't know of her marriage. We were so close. And her parents just shattered our dreams. I don't mean to blame them, they're securing their children's wealth in the future.

She told me that she would not have any intimate relationship with him no matter they're married, to her, its a business marriage, not a formal marriage. She keep telling me that. But I couldn't take it all, the girl of my dreams, marrying someone else. I dwell too much in that thought that it almost drove me crazy. She tried so many times to tell me, but I just didn't get it. She finally gave up, but she told me something, she would give me a chance. One last chance, just to be with her. I can't help it. I needed the chance at all costs.

She still loves me. Now, I can't do anything. But she said that if I could change myself, and prove to her that she wrong, I might get a chance. This time I won't fail. I want her back, at all costs. I want her to be mine, mine forever. I wish she just would understand my situation, all I want from her is her. I just want her to know what I feel, how I feel about certain feelings I have, what is my current situation, I want her to know, that I'm hurting. Really badly. And I blew my chances. Now its all up to me to change things. I really want her. I'm going to change what I can, as hard as I can. I'm going to change because I love her with all my heart. I love her so so much.

To;

V.E.L. (She knows who she is.)

I LOVE YOU.

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Cry.

I didn't knew it would affect her so much. I didn't knew it would make her this way. I didn't know. Her friends came to me and said she cried all night. And she would cry some of the days when she remembered.

All I remembered I could do was, a little bit strange, but I, not literally, but like a machine automatically, just, well, smiled. The reason was because I was touched. It touched me deeply, really. With the transparent mask covering my nose and mouth, with two white tubes inserted into the top of the mask, I actually smiled. And it made them curious, made them wondered, although they know my love for her, but why in the world would I actually smile? Did you know I like suspense? I like thriller, as in not the music by Michael Jackson, but as in the movies category, thriller. I watched this movie called Black Hawk Down, some of you might watch it, if you guys are a military geek like me, but anyways, it actually made me feel as though I was in the movie. At the end of the movie, I actually knew what a main character said, as quoted, "If they ask me why I'm crazy to do this, they wouldn't know, that in here, the only thing that matters is the man next to you." I loved that movie. It also makes you feel as though you are in the movie, but in the authenticity, you're actually sitting there, watching the movie, sometimes fiction, sometimes non-fiction. It was like I was in it, thrilling the audiences, it honestly would make you feel, great. They looked at me with puzzled faces. The three of them. I did not bother, just smiling like a fool. It was as though I could imagine her actually sitting at home crying, all because of something I did to save her, well, in the nick of time. But hey, saving a life is better than doing nothing. Am I right?

Oh! Did I not mention her physical attraction? Oh man, its amazing. Yeah. But amazing as she is, nobody sees what I see in her, she might be mysterious, but what if she had a bad past? What if, oh man, now the "What if's", What if, as I know, her parents are out for work, she's all alone at home, and seriously, she's got nothing to do, I mean if it was me, you know, as in a third person view thing, but hey, I'm just saying, there might be a chance. Right? You know she's as secretive as ever. You try to hack through all you get is an error message, its how, I mean, metaphorically, she, you know, is. Its nice for someone to be like that, I have never met a girl though, as mysterious as her. It just makes my heart blow. I mean, blow as in the positive way, not the negative way in which, it means explode, no. And no, it does not mean, or made me feel that I have known her for years, it actually sounds pretty lame, or pathetic, as you would say. It ain't like all those classical romance movies where, or was it in the middle ages? Anyhow, where this kind of thing would be popular. Some fashion kind of lexicon. The world ain't that way you know, for those who believe this, classic or industrial romance. She also seems to be naive, I would say. Or maybe she knows, but you know, I don't wanna make judgement.

But again, I made a girl cry, for me. It sucks you know. I thought it was fun to disturb girls last time, when I was in high school. But now, I think yeah, what my father said was true, I have changed, wee. I was hoping that would happen. I don't want to be child-like for too long, in fact, I used to disturb my sisters like everyday, but then one day, I do not know when, it changed. It somehow changes your perception of the world we live in, the people in it, and people like us who would die with it. I used to disturb girls in y high school, but then in college, it all changed. Then I worked for a pretty long time, like two years? And I finally made my mind to, I mean, set my mind, to study. And get a degree. I don't disturb her much I guess. Well, I try not to. My theory of the caring approach. You approach someone, must be someone you love of course, I mean like, couples, not like family love. So you approach someone you love and be very nice to her or him, try and make them laugh, and so on. I don't know why, as I have observed, on a small scale, that guys tend to make girls a little furious, like annoyed-furious, but not at all angry. I've observed and found that out, in most groups of friends. I dare not do that again, if you were to ask me. And why, because I'm applying my personal theory of caring.

Still puzzled at my smile I looked at them, they said nothing and just lingered. Finally I got up by myself, trying to pull the tubes from my left arm off, the tubes on my right arm off, the mask with tubes, the beeping machine on my right rings an alarm. I sighed. The nurse would be here any moment. I thought. And the nurse did came. I ignored them all and walked through the ward. My friend asked me where I was heading, I replied him with a short and simple answer, "To see her." They tried to negotiate me to go back to my warm, and lousy bed, to wait for her to come. It would probably take years then. I told myself. I went out of the ward, still in my surgery clothes, to hail for a cab. The ran after me and again persuaded me to go back in, I told them, "I ain't gonna let the girl I love cry for something that I have done out of my free will. It's not her fault." And I got in the cab, and I directed him to her house.

Three months ago.

"Hey guys! Wanna go the night market?" I asked.

"Sure!" she answered.

"Okay." her friend answered.

"No problem." my friend answered. "Time?"

"Bout eight thirty?" I told him, looking at them.

And the thumbs up. Meaning we're on! Well, it was at eight pm when I arrived at her house, together with our gang, you know, when you're in university life there would be groups and all, the bitchy ones, the geeky ones, the lazy ones, the cool ones, the talkative ones, the know-it-all ones, et cetera. So she came down and we headed off to the night market. As we were walking, there were cars passing by us, as the nigh market was opposite the street. Suddenly, a driver swerved into our direction, I was standing in the middle, she was on my right, her other three friends on my left, and as the car swerved into our direction, I quickly grabbed her, and I did not know where the extra strength come from, but I grabbed her, she stunned, I actually threw her, well literally, threw her back onto the pavement where we came from and all I heard after that was a scream and I felt my legs numb. I passed out, looking at her frightened eyes as I did so. Freaky? Not at all.

The cab reached her house. I went in as the gate isn't locked. I went up to the floor she was staying. I heard cries and knocked on the door. My legs all bandaged up. I heard a sob and then she opened the door. She saw me and was about to close the door when I put my hand in. "

"Not going to invite me in?" I asked her.

She sobbed and shook her head left and right. Again I smiled. I invited myself in and gave her a hug. All she did was, cry.

_______________________________________________________________

You see in this world we live in, its always nice to be nice to other people.

Love will come anyway, its just the matter of when.

Friendship can last long, if you know how to treasure it.

Relationship can last long, if you know how to respect it.

For love is always there,

For love is always forever,

If only we know how to treasure,

Your friends and loved ones.

- Author of Stories.

:)

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T3T6 part 6: Crash

We left Cybernetics Research Corporation's armory for a safe house south of our country, it would be estimated to take about seven hours. During the journey we encountered several interference which lead us to another small group of survivors. They were stuck in an apartment with thirty stories high. They were of course, at the highest level, defending themselves with homemade weapons and defenses. There were five of them, three adults, one teenager and one child. So we decided to save them. As the helicopter descended, the child was grabbed by a zombie when he was standing by the place where they defended against the zombies, as the child was taken, an adult quickly tried to grab the child but it was all a failure, the child was bitten. They left the child there as we were screaming to bring him on board as we have the cure. Suddenly his eyes turned dark red, his body shivering, his fingers changing, his mouth muttering, his legs slowly moving, he was a zombie.

"That ain't possible right?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah. The transformation should be a slow process." answered Danial.

"Probably they mutated." I answered them, both.

Everyone looked at me, and the pilot as well. I gave them my puzzled look saying, "What?" Then we took off, we were about another one and a half hours away from the safe house when the helicopter runs out of fuel.

"How is that possible?!" I asked the pilot.

"I don't.....I don't know. We had full tank before we left the armory." he replied me in shock.

"Probably we hovered too long?" the co-pilot answered.

We all stared at him. Could be true. It was a Bell helicopter, isn't made to hover, it is made to fly around blasting enemies up. The hovering took about five percent of the fuel, now the fuel indicator is pointing at empty. We had no choice.

"I'm gonna try and land on a high rise building." the pilot said.

"No!" I replied. "Land us on the ground, the high rise might come crashing down. Its better to land on land as it is secured and would be easy for us to regroup."

"Okay, okay." the pilot said.

The fuel indicator beeped. We were doomed.

"Emergency landing commenced!" the pilot screamed to us at the back. "Brace yourselves for hard landing!"

I held onto Cindy's hand, she looked at me, tears in her eyes. "We're not going to die." I whispered to her. She smiled and closed her eyes. I watched as the helicopter plummet down thirty stories high. Before it reached the fifth storey I screamed with my lungs,"JUMP!"

We jumped. All of us. But as we jumped, the helicopter blade was right on top of Alex. As the helicopter crashed I watched in horror as the blade slammed into him like throwing him onto a concrete wall at more than one hundred miles an hour! I heard cracks on him and his last words were "Uh." Then he did not move an inch. As the helicopter crashed, Jennifer did not jump as she was afraid of heights. We did not know that by the way, and the roof of the helicopter crushed her like she was a sandwich. Two of the survivors we saved also died, one was crushed by the helicopter as he jumped out he slipped and fell beside the helicopter but, as the helicopter fell it went directly on top of him, crushing his upper body, he died on the spot. The other jumped too late, and so as she jumped, the helicopter crashed. Killing her instantly. We were stunned to the casualties that were inflicted on our group. Now there's left Cindy, Danial, Amanda, the two pilots, the two survivors which survived and me. Eight of us, proceeding to the safe house by foot, or by any means necessary, or possible. We of course went on foot, searching for a suitable car or jeep to fit the eight of us on board, probably, an armored truck.

And just as though luck was at our side, we found an armored truck just a few meters away from the crash site. Well, of course we buried the dead, and hope they won't rise again. We hopped into the truck and the pilot took control of the vehicle, while the co-pilot directed and explained to us about the Kevlar armors, the rifles and so on. He put me in the position of second in command as I knew more military crap than the rest. So we got into the truck. The pilot sped off into the direction of the safe house as it was his directive. As we sped off into the afternoon, the weather begun to change. Dark clouds begin to settle down in front of us, as though the evil is at work. Still we continued our journey. And true to the weather it begun to rain, heavily. It was another four hours drive away. We need to refuel the truck as it is running out of gas. We stopped by a gas station around the corner. The pilot pumped fuel as me and the co-pilot guard the area. We were carrying suppressed M4 Carbines. While refueling, the ground shook as though an earthquake was happening. Suddenly out in the front, about ten to twelve cars away we saw a giant zombie. It totally freaked all of us out. The pilot hurried to fuel as me and the co-pilot started to open fire at the monster. It was in broad daylight and we heard, the screams of zombies coming from behind it. We are in hell....

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T3T6 Part 5: Cybernetics Rotary Commision Archives

The Jeep sped off into the evening. We knew, it is time to get some cure and head on to a safe house, south of our country. But we were travelling north for the cure, or serums. We hurried ourselves as the night slowly falls in. It was about a two hour trip to a secured location, we hope we don't run into any trouble on the way, as we've seen mutated zombies in the city we left. It all looked hideous. And some of it smells, like very gross, disgusting smell. We do not know why but strangely these kind of zombies are much more aware of their situation compared to the others. So we tend to move quietly behind them, usually around them to avoid getting detected.

Finally we reached our destination, strangely the road was clear, the trouble is to find the exact location. We moved silently, one cover front, one cover back, one cover middle, while the girls move in the middle. I signaled them to hold, meaning squatting down and remain silent, but aware. I signaled them to hold position, signalling my hand gestures. They hold the position while I checked the perimeter. I moved closer towards the door. the darkness crept me in. It was enough creepy with the zombies around but the location makes it even worse. I approached the door and suddenly out of nowhere I heard a command, "Who's there?! Friend or foe?"

"FRIEND!" I screamed back, as fast as I could. Because you wouldn't know that if a fraction of a second they would fire on you.

"Company?"

"Squad." I replied.

"Battalion?"

"None." I answered.

"Guild?"

"Yes." I answered.

"Hold your fire. Opening doors, bring your squad in soldier."

"Roger mate, thanks."

I signaled my friends to join me as soon as possible. They quickly rushed to my side. Then the doors opened. I saw military personnel standing guard readying to fire. Once they saw us they went on ease. The door shut quickly.

"Welcome. I'm General Shep, Commanding orders from the

Government. What do you guys need here?"

"Finally some humans." muttered Cindy.

"We're here for the cure, a serum."

"Cure? Serum?" the General replied me puzzled. "What serum?"

"The cure to the T3T6 virus outbreak." I replied.

"Never heard of it here." he replied me.

"We read it, it was a classified file. And by the way, Government has abandoned their post. The place is empty, wrecked with blood stains and bullet holes and shells." I explained to him.

"Get me Corporal Jen." the General said to his assistant.

"Roger, sir." the assistant replied gesturing his hand to salute.

"Quickly." he replied short. "Now. Did it state where the serums were?" he continued.

"No sir, we have to find it."

He took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Attention all off duty soldiers, get your gear and prepare for Operation Search in t-minus five."

Instantly we heard the so called 'base' getting alive and noisy. Soldiers were getting their gears, equipping themselves with rifles and ammunition. In less than five minutes they were ready. The General then made an announcement and asked the soldiers to search for doors which are locked, sealed, on the floor, hidden, anything that may be a potential to store the serums.

"How long were you all here?" I asked the General.

"About two months before the accident." he replied. "We were supposed to guard the ammunition and weapons stored in the floors of this base." he continued after a pause.

"Whoa, in the meantime you guys are defending the serums too." I said. " Didn't they inform you about the serums?"

"Nope." came his reply. "I have three choppers and one Chinook, you guys want to follow us after we get everything here?"

"We need to get to south as we heard there is a safe house there, the entire island is a safe house, or so we heard." I explained to him.

"GOT IT SIR!" came a voice from the walkie-talkie, "Sect C, Room 111."

We rushed to the location and found a door sealed from the outside. There were CCTV cameras monitoring the door.

"Private, blast this door." the General gave his order.

"Roger sir."

"BOOM"

Inside was what the classified file wrote, there were huge crates written T3T6 Cure/Serum (i093;ca022).

"Sir, you called me?" came the Corporal.

"Yes Corporal. Did you intercept any messages from Base?"

"Negative sir."

"Okay son, now get troops here and move this crates to the choppers. We're out of here." the General said to the Corporal, giving him orders.

They loaded the helicopters with as many crates as they could. Then he commanded a squad, known as "The Expendables." The squad was a man of seven, with a Squad leader and an assistant for second in command. They were told to defend the crates until help arrives, within a twelve hour period.

We gathered on a helicopter meant for us, together with two pilots. They were supposed to drop us at the entrance of the safe house all the way at the south of our current location. We hopped into the chopper and that was where we all lift off for south. I was given an M4A1 Carbine with custom Holographic scope, all the guys. The girls were given sub machine guns.

The time it would take to arrive at the safe house was seven hours.

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