MC's POV
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As soon as the young man turned my way, I quickly hid behind the bushes. His eyes inspected his surroundings before going back to my journal.

Shit, how am I supposed to get my journal back now?

I can't just go up to him and take it, then he'll know it's mine and that would be so emberassing.

Maybe I should just wait outside the garden until he leaves. I mean, he wouldn't take the journal with him, would he?

Yeah, I should just wait outside, and if he does take the journal... then... well, I'll just wing it.




I swung back and forth on my feet, bored out of my mind. What's taking so long? How much time does someone need to read one fucking journal entry?

Maybe I had just missed him. Maybe he already left and I just didn't notice. But how could I have not noticed? There's only one way in and one way out of this forest-like garden, and I'm standing right next to it.

With a sigh, I sat down on the ground. There were no benches around, and I certainly wasn't going to stand on my feet for much longer because I obviously wouldn't last.

I really go through extra measures to get what I want, don't I?
I could be back home now, watching Scooby Doo or Spongebob Squarepants and yet here I am sitting on the pavement near a garden waiting for some ass to go away? Well, maybe he's not an ass but still, this certainly wasn't how I was planning on spending my day.

If he doesn't show up in the next five minutes, I'll just go back. After all, I could always buy a new journal, it only had one entry anyway.

It's just that I paid a good amount for it and something about that journal just... I don't know... seemed different?



Six minutes. That's it I'm done, I should just go. Just as I tried to get up by supporting myself with my arms, I saw something starting to how up on my right one. That's weird. I don't remember getting a tattoo there.

"
Who are you?
Is this journal yours?
"

I let out a scream. What the hell?

The words burned my skin, as if disinigrating that layer with fire. That part of my arm was bleeding, but I could now clearly make out the words. The glowed this strange orange color, like lava, and that's how it felt. Like fire. And it hurt so damn much.

Who knew he would hurt me so much more.

Notes

1) I guess this is an improvement from my shorter chapters. This ones a bit longer.

2) Next chapter will probably be interactive

3) I had a few different votes on the last interactive one, so I decided to just combine the answers

4) Rate, comment, subscribe?

5) I'll never lean how to spell emberessing :/

6) I'll also probably start posting up her outfit like I do for my other story and I might post a link to a picture of what i imagine the garden to look like.

Thank you! :)