Trevor killed himself, Izzy found him hanging blue in his room.
August 30th
Just got back from the funeral, only Izzy, Trent and me were there.
August 31st
She's fucked up, she doesn't answer the phone, she doesn't leave her house.
Septmeber 1st
I hate this, what the fuck am I supposed to write about?
September 2nd
Coffee and Cigarrettes
September 3rd
Still nothing from Izzy, Trevor's out of town.
September 4th
Izzy showed up today, she looked terribly beautiful.
She was such a mess, she kissed me.. I'm sorry I can't go on any further.
September 5th
Dear Dr. Evans,
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you,
fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you,
fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.
Sincerely
TR.-
Semptember 6th
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September 7th
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September 8th
So apparently neither the abc nor the numbers count as an entry.
Well, Trent's back.
September 8th
Herr Evans,
Verpiss Dich!
Freundliche Grüsse
TR.-
September 9th
Little Red Riding Hood dropped her basket as she heard no noice.
As she was picking it up, this blast, big and loud.
She traced the wrecking sound and found a huge, scary-looking man in the distance, he was hunting for ducks.
Little Red Riding Hood walked for 2 more hours, she didn't know about the shortcut, so it took her another 3 full hours to get to the lake. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a shadow rose from behind.
Little RedHood kept on walking oblivious of her company. She stopped to drink some water
and the shadow took the oppotunity to catch up.
-"Excuse me young lady."
-"Yes?"
-"I couldn't help but to notice you have been walking for long, may I ask where are you headed?"
-"I'm going to my grandma's house to deliver this basket, she's been sick for a couple of days now."
-"Oh! what a lovely child, caring for her grandma, Is it OK if I ask where does she live?"
-"Just across the lake, an hour from here."
-"An hour? don't you know about the shortcut, young lady? You are actually ten minutes away if you take the shortcut."
-"Really? Which way is it?"
-"See that stump on the right? Go that way and follow the trail, turn left at the big stone and another left at the willow, you'll be there in no time."
-"Thank you very much kind sir."
-"My pleasure, well, I'm running late now, young lady, please take care."
-"Yes, Thank you sir."
RedHood headed for the stump on the right as the shadow grew smaller.
The trail was almost invisible and the forest got thicker.
A couple of minutes later the big stone showed itself, RedHood went left.
The willow wasn't anywhere to be seen, and the thickness of the forest was unsettling.
She came closer to me, shattered my personal space and went for the lips.
My eyes, wide open, flooded with astonishment. I kissed back, but her mouth wasn't there anymore.
I opened my eyes only to find a mirror of themselves, but greener, less astonished and more determined.
she didn't smile, she didn't blink and though her eyes were wet, she wasn't crying.
She got closer again, but stopped and took off her jacket, I could feel her breathing on my nose,
it felt like a thousand winds, an unbearable storm.
Another left at the willow, and there it was the house, it took a little longer than ten minutes.
Redhood made haste and knocked the door three times.
No one answered.
RedHood turned the knob and the door opened by itself.
-"Grandma?"
-"Oh, you made it sweety, come on in, please, I'm in here." RedHood walked in.
-"Grandma! How are you?" While hugging.
-"I'm fine, it's just a little cold, I feel better now that you are here."
-"Grandma, I brought you this basket, so you get better."
-"Thank you, honey. You made it quite quick, young lady, I wasnt expecting you for another hour."
-"Oh, yes, I met this kind sir that showed me a shortcut."
You know how it ends, or may be you don't, I don't really care, I got bored, end it as you wish.
Semptember 11th
Fuck, I slept a whole day?
Uhm.. well,
september 10th
I met with Trent, Izzy wasn't home.
Yeah, that makes up for it.
Uhm and today? well I just woke up.
September 12nd
So you liked the story, great, I'm going to bed now.
...Izzy woke me up, she wanted to turn back time to the 4th, and she did.
September 13th
There she is, lying on my bed, what the fuck's going on?
She's gone, I didn't hear her leave, she didn't say bye, she just vanished.
September 14th
Talk? no we didn't talk, no, not a "Hi" not a "Bye" nothing, but thanks for making me notice, Dr. Shitface.
September 15th
Another day.
September 16th
Headache, cigarretes, Trent showed up.
Semptember 17th
Trent's going out of town again, he doesn't know when he will come back.
We called Izzy, she said she was too busy.
September 18th
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September 19th
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September 20th
Nothing
September 21st
Null
September 22nd
Zero
September 23rd
DNE
3AM I can't sleep, my mind's hollow, empty, nothing.
Ok, I'll tell you.
RedHood heard a knock on the door.
There he was, the kind sir.
-"Kind sir! what are you doing here?"
-"Young Lady, I finished my errands and wanted to see if you made it safe and sound."
-"That's so kind of you, sir. I made it here in no time thanks to the shortcut."
You look tired, sir, want to come in for a cup of tea?"
-"Oh, That's very sweet of you, young lady, but I have to return home to my lovely wife."
-"I see, then please accept these fruits for the way home."
-"Thank you young lady, I hope your grandma gets well."
-"Thank you, I know she will. Take care, kind sir."
-"Take care, young lady, until we meet again."
He tipped his hat and left, RedHood closed the door and returned to her grandma.
September 24th
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September 25th
I went to Trevor's he dragged me to a bar where he ditched me for a young lady.
September 26th
Beer, cigarrettes and Izzy.
September 27th
Dr. Painin D'Az's gone!
September 28th
Moonlight.
September 29th
I know, why am I still writing then? Well I must admit that.. well, you know.
.-. .. .--.
September 30th
I'm bored, tomorrow I'm leaving, I'll be back in a week.
October 7th
Für Elize.
October 9th
Trent's back, we went for a drink, Izzy joined us.
October 11th
We went to the pier and got wasted.
October 13th
Izzy dropped by, we watched The Navidson Record.
October 14th
I woke up next to her, she was already awake and smiling.
We talked the day away, between coffees and cigarrettes.
October 15th
Ibid.
October 17th
Trevor dragged me to the bar again, some guy came to Izzy,
I don't know what happened, things got nasty, Trent said nobody could stop me.
I think he's dead.
October 18th
He's dead.
October 20th
Laying low.
They came home to see if I was OK.
October 22nd
I'm going to jail.
October 23rd
Izzzy dropped for a visit.
October 24th
If I'm lucky they'll give me 20.
October 25th
25.
October 27th
Didn't sleep, didn't eat, didn't showered, didn't blink, didn't talk, didn't write.
October 29th
We went to the cemetery. Awful day, the sun was everywhere.
Izzy wasn't well, she spend the night at home.
November 3rd
We went to the jail to visit Trent.
I never saw that look on his face before, he knows he is done.
November 29th
Izzy called me, she was crying, I only heard "dead".
I called Trent and went to her house, she was really upset.
Her brother was dead, there he was, hanging peacefully.
November 28th
No funeral, don't know where the body is, don't know where Izzy is.
R.I.P Trevor.
November 30th
Izzy is a mess, she's on drugs now, Trent told me she's almost broke.
December 2nd
She is been living here for over a week.
I think she is getting serious.
December 4th
Izzy's out of town for a couple of days, a friend in Nashville called her.
Trent and I went for some drinks, he told me how he almosts killed a punk in a barfight.
December 6th
We are living together now, it's kinda official.
Trent got a nice deal and he is getting quite the money.
December 7th
I went for some beers. While I was waiting I saw this dude, he was getting really close to her.
He whispered some shit to her ear. I couldn't hear him, but I could. His hand, way out of place.
I grabbed someone's glass, I was determined to introduce it to this asshole's face.
I pushed and pulled thru the crowd, but 6 feet away from him, I tripped, dropped the glass and right before touching the ground I tackled the son of a bitch. Fists, blood and yells. I could feel Trent pulling me from behind, but it was useless.
I kept hammering and smashing, I heard his nose breaking, his blood splattered on my face, my fists bleeding numb.
Izzy stood there, no action, no scream, no nothing, she just watched. Soon enough, I had ten guys trying to separate us.
I got kicked out, that asshole lying on the floor unconscious.
I walked home, red dripping followed my footsteps, sirens on the horizon.
December 10th
Travis,
I'll be staying for another week.
I know we had plans, but Liza's brother died,
he hanged himself, she's devastated.
See you in a week,
Iz-.
December 11th
Waiting.
December 12th
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December 14th
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December 15th
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December 17th
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December 18th
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December 19th
She's staying there, and she doesn't know when she'll be coming back.
What the fuck? Trent is there too.
December 20th
Off to Nashville.
December 29th
Rest in peace.
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January 9th
After arriving to Nashville I went to Liza's.
Trevor knocked my down and hit me with a vase in the shoulder.
The water, the flowers, no blood. Liza screamed and Izzy came running.
I threw Trent against the wall and got up, ready for a kick to the face.
I woke up tied to a chair in one of the rooms. After some time,
Izzy came in with a glass of water and apologized.
Said Trent thought I was some thug or something.
She didn't untie me, she sat on the bed, looked at me and gave me a smirk.
I ask her to untie me, and she did. We walked down the stairs, Trent apologized.
Everyone was really upset since Liza's brother's death.
Liza was a mess, she looked awfully charming.
I got closer to her, and told her how sorry I was for her loss, though I wasn't.
She tried to smile and before she could try to thank me, we were kissing each other.
She went for, actually, Id rather keep the rest in my mind.
January 10th
Got a new job, it's a little better than the older one.
January 11th
Izzy finally moved in.
January 13th
I woke up, and went downstairs for a cup of coffee.
Liza was already up, Trent and Izzy came down half an hour later.
Izzy and me were talking while Trevor and Lizza discussed over some book.
-"Remember that movie we watched together?"
-"The something record?"
-"Yeah, that one. That book, its about the film."
I walked to the couch and listened to their conversation.
Izy followed me. She sat next to Trevor and slowly lifted her left arm, carefully placing her fingers around his neck.
Trents head almost detached, he fell down while dyeing the carpet crimson.
She spared Liza, maybe her screams made her pass unnoticed. She dashed towards me, knife first.
I didn't duck, I didn't yell, I didn't run.
But I did took the knife from her hand, hurting her wrist in the process,
and drawing a little unintentional line on her face.
She let a cry out and backed down.
Liza watched in shock as Travis pushed gently the knife inside of her, only once.
He spared Lizy, as if she was invisible. She didn't move, she wasn't screaming anymore.
I'm not even sure if she was even breathing.
I dropped the knife, left the house and drove back home.
January 14th
Trent called, he's throwing a party tomorrow.
January 16th
Trent moved in with Liza yesterday.
January 17th
I got fired, luckily my old boss took me back.
January 20th
I proposed to Lizzie yesterday,
we are getting married on August 29th.
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