PLEASE READ BELOW
Not really a romantic story. If a couple pops up, other than like Naley it will be a complete surprise to me. I haven't written any dark themed stories for OTH so I figured that it was time to experience my usual writing. I like to see character fall from grace because then comes the challenge with writing because you have to have full access to all aspects of the characters life, relationships, and personality. This chapter is short to see what kind of response there is…
XOXO Jules
Blackbird
Chapter 1: "Blackbird singing in the dead of night"
Peyton Sawyer walked around the grocery store to the frozen foods isle. She had been doing the grocery shopping for as long as she could remember. Before her mom had died they had always done it together, but now it was just her. Well she did have her father, theoretically at least.
"Hey." She heard a voice say from behind her.
"Jake." She said turning around to see her friend with a cart stuffed with frozen food much like her own. "What's up?"
"Just grocery shopping." Peyton said dully.
"Is your dad back in town?" Jake asked
"No." Peyton replied dully.
"Are you alright?" Jake asked.
Jake was the only one who really ever asked her that. She was strong or at least everyone thought that she was. It was easier no to have people always on your back about something, or worried about you. Sometimes it made herself think that she was really okay.
"Of course." She said putting on a fake smile and playing with the hands of Jenny who sat in the front of the cart.
"Let's have another movie night this Friday." Jake said.
"Sure." Actually company of any kind at this point was pretty much welcome "We can do it at my place."
"Alright, see you tomorrow in school. I've gotta jet." Jake said waving goodbye and exiting the isle.
Peyton went home and switched on the lights of the dark house. They were now all in their Senior year. Jake had come back after hearing that Nikki was clear out to Seattle, and Lucas had come back after the first semester of the year, to look after Haley after it really sunk in that she was married to his brother. Them being all wrapped up in that kind of left Peyton on the sidelines. Brooke was around and all, but she was busy with cheerleading, which Peyton dropped at the beginning of the year… She had to drop it to be able to keep her secret… it wasn't that she liked it very much anyways so there was no real loss.
Art, art of any kind was always her escape… She looked down at her new canvas, already showing signs of her other artistic explorations. She took her tool and worked carefully, and slowly… ever so slowly until color began to show…
She loved her new form of art more than any of her past ones. This one was private, … it was just for her.
Her wrist was the canvas and her pick that she used to sharpen her charcoals the tool. The crimson blood flowed like silk down her arms into her hands. This was her reality.
Peyton sat alone at lunch reading "Anthem". It was her favorite book since she first read it in the eighth grade. The cover was missing from what felt like the beginning, and the pages were thin from her constant fingering through it.
"Hey." Lucas said sliding in next to her. "Mind if I sit?"
"Not at all." She said closing the book and looking at the blue eyed boy. "So how is everything?" She asked in her typical fashion. She asked them questions before they could ask her.
"It's good." Lucas said.
"Nathan treating Haley alright?" She asked taking a bite of her apple. Her arm throbbing when she went to grab it.
"Of course, he's not dead yet is he?" Lucas said winking at her.
Peyton began to feel a wetness under her shirtsleeve.
"I have to go to the bathroom…" She said quickly getting up, feeling a dull ache in her wrist from each movement. "See ya." She said hurrying off before Lucas could see the small trail of blood that was running down her thumb…