Love 'Till World's End--Part 1 The Beginning of The End.

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Seventeen year-old Trinity is kicked out of her house after a fight with her parents. She lives a grieving, homeless life. Until a stranger comes to her rescue. Trinity and Tyler fall madly in love the first time they meet, and plan on being together for a long time. But once they find out the world is set to end soon, that time, has just gotten a bit shorter. What will they do to save their love, before it's too late?
"We're just the crusty, disgusting gum stuck under the table of life."--Tyler.

Submitted: February 02, 2014

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  "Trinity Vander, please come to the Principal's office, Trinity Vander, Thank you." Trinity had heard that one sentence so many times, it was almost growing on her. It happened almost daily. Everyone stared at her as she picked up her things, and strode out of the classroom. Seventeen year-old Trinity Vander hadn't always been a trouble maker, her parents had started to hate each other after all of the years, and when they fought, both of them eventually started taking their anger out on her. It messed her up badly. Now, she rarely did work, hardly listened, and talked back to almost anyone. All of her friends were just like her, but all of them had already either dropped out, or gotten expelled. Trinity's mom would kill her if she dropped out, so she didn't.

  She made it to the door of Mrs. Bremmer's office, taking a few stalling seconds to untangle her red velvet hair from the string of her backpack. She opened the door slowly and peeked inside, Bremmer looked away from her computer at her. "Take a seat, Miss Vander, there's something we need to talk about." Trinity quietly closed the door, and lowered herself into one of the ugly blue velvet chairs in front of her desk.

"Now, do you know what you're here for, Miss Vander?" Trinity just stared at the floor. "Okay then. You're here to talk about your school time, versus home time. Now, I know your parents let you sit on your butt all day and eat bon-bons, but not here. You haven't done one single paper in months, you never attend detention, and whenever we ask for your home-phone number, you lie and give a different one. How do you explain yourself?"

Trinity sighed. "I guess I'm just not cut out for this 'school' thing. Sorry." She returned her gaze to the floor. She could feel Bremmer's cold eyes on her, but she didn't care.

"That is not a real excuse. I'm sorry Miss Vander, but I'm afraid you'll have to attend summer s--" Trinity struck Bremmer across the face. "MISS VANDER! YOU ARE EXPELLED--"

"GOOD!" Trinity got out of the chair, and gave Bremmer the double finger as she walked out of the office. Students that had been in the halls were cheering her on, for they respected her bravery. Trinity walked out of Middleton High School, for she had better things to do.


The New York streets were deserted, besides the graffiti artists painting their own murals all over the sides of buildings and sidewalks. Some of them waved at Trinity as she walked past. During her free time she sometimes would come down and hang out with them. The Spring weather created heat waves all over the horizon's traffic. Trinity skipped and weaved through the cars stopped at the stoplight. She made her way to the small apartment her three-people family was forced to share. It was dirty, and it smelled like gasoline and old people. Two smells she hated most. She opened the squeeky door as slowly and silently as possible. But her parents had just happened to be fighting right next to it.

"What are you doing home so early again?" Mary had to be one of the worst kinds of moms. Rude, bossy, gold digger. Ben wouldn't agree to marry her unless she adopted Trinity, but both of them were regretting it. 

"I got expelled." Trinity tried slipping past Mary, but she blocked her and got down to her level.

"You got expelled? I can't believe you! Ben, are you hearing this?" She started pacing around Trinity.

"Yes, I'm hearing this. Trinity, you're getting out of hand, and it's time we made some big desicions around here." Ben wrapped his arm around Mary.

"What kind of decisions?" 

"We're kicking you out." Both of the said in unison as they kept a straight face.

  "You're kicking me out? Why?"

Ben sighed. "It's for your own goo--"

"No! It's not! You hate me and I hate you! I'll leave, you two enjoy your life without me!" Trinity picked her bag back up, and stormed out of the house, grabbing the keys to the large Van on her way out. She stole their car out of the small parking lot that the whole complex had to somehow fit inside of. She quickly started it as her parents ran out screaming at her to give it back, but she wasn't listening.


The bad thing was, Trinity didn't have money for gas, or a place to stay. She drove around town for a little while until traffic died down and it started to get dark. Then she stopped near an alleyway and got out. There was only one light, but she could find her way around. She got out of the van and tried to find something--anything that could help her. Specifically money, or food. She heard footsteps behind her, but it was too dark to see anything, so she just kept walking.

After about thirty seconds, the footsteps broke into a run, coming towards her. Right as she turned around, a large amount of weight threw her down and pinned her small body to the ground, holding something sharp at her neck. "Gimme what you got." She could tell it was a man, his breath smelled like beer and cigarettes.

"I--I really don't have anything!" She strained to talk as most of his weight was on her chest.

"Don't lie to me!" He hit her across the face and stuck her arm with whatever was at her neck. But she couldn't breathe, so she couldn't cry out. He held his arm out to strike her again, when he was thrown off of her chest, allowing her to breathe, finally. Trinity slowly sat up and, through the shadows, she saw two men fighting. One was tall, thick, and had a beard that he obviously hadn't shaved in a while. He was wearing a torn buissness suit and was bald--Trinity couldn't doubt that it was the man who had attacked her, because the other one that was fighting him, looked about her age. She couldn't exactly tell what he looked like, but for what she could see, he was obviously taller than her. Even though he was smaller than her attacker, he kicked that guys butt! Once again, it was still too dark to see what was happening, but only about thirty seconds later, Trinity's attacker was limping away, whimpering. The kid came in front of her and held out his hand. "You okay?" After a long hesitation, she took it and stood up.

He handed her a small rag. She hadn't even noticed that her right arm was coated with blood. He took it and wrapped it around her arm. "So, what's your name stranger?" His voice was soft.

"Trinity. And what about you stranger?" The two of them walked in the opposite direction, away from the car.

"I'm Tyler. So tell me, Trinity, why are you in the alley at twelve in the nighttime?"

"My parents kicked me out, and I've been looking for a place to stay. I ended up here, luckily you were around to keep me from getting killed. That's pretty much it."

"Well, if you want, you could stay at my place for the night--"

  "Hey, I know you just saved my life and all, but do you really expect me to stay in a random place with a stranger that could end my life as fast as you saved it? Really?" Trinity stopped and raised her eyebrows at him.

"It's okay, you have nothing to worry about. Didn't you say you need a place to stay? Didn't you just say I saved your life? Screw life debt! I owe you. Come on, please? If you stay out here you'll be dead by morning. You don't deserve that." 

"Fine." The two of them reached the back of the alley. There was a large piece of wood, which tyler moved, revealing a doorway. "Yeah, it isn't exactly 'home sweet home', I'm homeless too, but I made it work. He went in first, and Trinity followed. He flipped a light switch, and the place lit up. It was a one-room apartment, it was old, there was a fireplace, a bathroom in the corner, one heater, a small television, and a mattress. And in one of the other corners there was a very large mound of blankets. The paint was mildly chipped everywhere also.

But in this lighting, the two could really see eachother. Tyler was just a few inches taller than her, with pitch black hair that had a simple cut. His eyes were nearly black, but they shined like the night sky. He had tattoos on his arms and chest--he was wearing a low cut shirt--but the tattoos themselves were nice. Most didn't really make much sense, but Trinity could make some of them out. On his shoulder, there was a heart being pierced with a needle, next to his shoulder, there were words, and they said Forever Love.  She skipped over some that she couldn't fully see, on the back of his hand, was some kind of design that was hard to make out. And on his thumb, there was a 'T' in a western print. She could also see that he had gages in his ears. He was beautiful to her. 

   Tyler looked at Trinity. Her makeup was dark, and so were her clothes, her hair reminded him of red velvet. The bright, sky blue eyes almost made him think of the ocean. Her skin was blemish-free, and looked like she was almost underweight for her age. "So, red, you can sleep on the bed, if you want, and I'll sleep in the blanket pile." He pointed to everything as he said it.

"Alright then. I guess there's no point in arguing with you." She went over to the mound, grabbed a blanket, and sprawled out on to the mattress. She fell asleep instantly. Tyler smiled as he made himself comfortable on the blankets, and slowly drifted to sleep.


  In the middle of the night, both of them sat awake. Both of them listened to the sounds of dogs barking, the occasional car horn, the rare yell or scream. Both of them thought of the other. The beautiful eyes that glowed, the soft looking skin, the sweet smile. Tyler thought of Trinity's fire red hair. "Hey red, you awake?"


"Can't sleep?"


"Are you tired anymore?"

"Not really. What about you?"

"Not really." There was a long silence from both of them. "Do you want to talk about something?"

  "Sure. What do you want to talk about?"

"How about you? Your life seems pretty strange. Tell me about yourself."

"What do you want to know?" Trinity asked him while he could hear her shifting around.

"Why are you such a trouble maker? How about we start with that?"

She softly sighed. "Alright then. I guess it really started seven years ago. My parents wanted to remodel in our apartment, since it was legally ours. But neither of them could agree on anything. That's the day that they realized that their marriage wasn't as solid as it seemed. They fought for hours, it even got violent. There were random things flying around the house, I was scared to come out of my room, and it continued that way for about three years, constantly fighting over stupid things that weren't even worth it. Day-by-day the two of them were at eachother all day until they were too tired to fight anymore. Then both of them would sleep on it, and start a new fight the next day. This went on until the realized they could take all of their built-up anger on frail little-me. Ever since then, it's messed me up to the point where my mind has completely shut down on almost anyone. Because of them, nobody wants to be my friend, nobody loves one cares." Tyler could tell that she was crying, but very softly.

"Hey, don't cry, I care about you."

"Yeah right. You met me three hours ago. That's not enough time to care about someone."

"For me it is."


"Really." Both of them were silent once again for a little while.

"Tell me about yourself." Trinity broke the silence.

"What do you want to know?"

"Anything. Tell me what you like, what you're all about ."

"Well, there isn't much to tell, but I can tell you that a few months ago, on my nineteenth birthday, both of my parents died in a car crash, and I was forced to live on my own beacuse none of my other family members would take me. Ever since that, my only life has been in here. Luckily I had a load of money to stalk up on food. Or else nobody wouldn't have been there for you, if you get my drift."

"I get your drift well, Tyler."

"You know, me and you are really alike. No one really cares about us, we're just the crusty, disgusting gum stuck under the table of life. Nobody cares or loves us, no one will."

"I do." Trinity said very softly. Her voice sounded much closer. Tyler turned his body to the other side. Trinity was sitting next to him with her knees up to her chest. The moonlight coming through the only window above her casted a faint, beautiful glow across her body. She was wearing a shirt, but only underwear. She smiled. "I do."


The next morning, both of them woke up around the same time. Tyler got up and sat next to Trinity on the 'bed'. He turned the television on to the news. The screen was a bit snowy, but it wasn't bad. Trinity lightly leaned on Tyler's shoulder. The news show itself came on, and all of the announcers had a look of fear in their eyes. Every segment person was inside of the camera range, even the camera man. The main announcer-lady picked up her script with ver shakey hands, her co-anchor had to hold the script with her so that she could read it.

"It comes to everyone's attention that hears this message. Scientists everywhere in the world have spotted something horrific up in space. The sun is slowly dying, just like any star. And it is estimated to be completely gone in two days-tops. This is no drill, we are not messing with anyone. Say goodbye to your loved ones, because this is the end, we are all going to freeze. I repeat, the world, is ending. Th--thank you f--for your time."



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