Title- The Perfect Fall
Author- Sorasgirl333
Summary- Life can go from simple and easy going to a complete downward spiral and she experienced it all. Whoever said her life was perfect had no clue what she was going through.
Disclaimer- I don't own Square-Enix stuff.
Author's Note- Hello again! Yes, a new story and something I really am dedicated to stick to because it's completely different from anything I have ever written. I've been planning on this story since March 4, 2007. I just wanted to finish Dear Diary 2: Beyond the Pages before I got myself into another story (which didn't happen exactly as planned). This story is practically opposite of anything you've ever read before (at least out of my work). My inspiration is my favorite author Sarah Dessen. Her books are absolutely amazing and I mixed a bit of everything I've read by her into a totally new twist of my own. (I suggest reading them).
To start off with- This story begins with part of a chapter later on in this story. It will make sense later, it's just supposed to make you wonder more before knowing anything. Anyway, ask me questions if you need clarification!
Chapter 1- Face Down
The atmosphere was bone chilling and the dark gray clouds were slowly moving in. Every so often, a flash of lightening would brighten the sky, if only for a split second. Thunder rumbled angrily around Riverside. It had been a while since it had rained and I was anxiously wishing it would. My feet stomped on the ground as I ran at my fastest pace with all the pain I was feeling throughout my aching body. My heartbeat was abnormally fast as I looked back down the street at that two story house. The streets were getting darker but the street lights were slowly starting to illuminate the sidewalks. If I didn't get away from that house soon, he'd find me.
The rain started to slowly come down. My breath was sharp with each step I took; it was finally starting to get to me. I slowed down at the end of the street and leaned forward, feeling as if I was about to let everything just come out. I put my hands on my knees and tried to catch my breath the best I could. The rain began to fall a little faster as each minute passed which didn't bother me at all thinking maybe, just maybe it'll blur his vision so he can't see me. My cheek was throbbing and hot and as I was about to put my cool hand against it, I heard what I didn't want to hear.
"Kairi!" His voice was loud and angry. I looked back in the direction of the house. Cars were still aligned with the streets and the house was alive with plenty of bodies moving around inside. Walking down the sidewalk of the light blue house was a tall slender figure. With the lights from inside the house, the figure was only a silhouette but I knew very well who the shadowed figured belonged to.
"No." I whispered since I began to shake. The figure started to slowly walk in my direction. He obviously had spotted me which, in my mind, was the worst possible thing at that moment. If I continued to stand where I was, who knows what could happen. I wanted to run, scream, something, anything, but I couldn't move.
"Kairi! I'm not through talking with you!" That voice was something I was starting to hear more often then I thought I ever would. He used to be so caring and loving. What happened to the boy I fell in love with? Who was the monster wanting to hurt me?
"Please, God, help me." I said under my breath as tears started up again. I didn't want to hurt anymore. He moved closer and all I could do was watch. Eventually, he was standing just a few feet away with me. His eyes were dark and evil, the same look he gave me right before he'd hurt me. I swallowed hard as I stared at him shaking in the cold night.
"What the hell is wrong with you! You know not to run away from me when we're trying to work something out, damn it!" His strong arms shoved me. I stumbled back onto the lawn of a tall, gray colored home. I caught my balance right before he came up to me and shoved me again. Once the impact of his hit got to me, I fell back into a tree that was placed peacefully at the end of the yard. My spine tingled as it met with the trunk before I fell to the ground crying. I was in pain and couldn't move.
"Please," I pleaded with him. "Stop. Please."
"Get up!" He screamed down at me. I didn't move, I couldn't move. He reached down and grabbed my wrist, yanking me up full force. The pain was unbearable in his grip. It felt like a couple of rocks grinding against my bones which made my hand completely numb. I wanted to get away so bad.
"Hey, man! Dude, are you out here?" The voice of his friend traveled out into the streets. My boyfriend looked back at him which gave me the chance to get out of his grip. I turned abruptly which caused my wrist to feel like it was on fire. I began to run, run away from him, his friend, everything that involved the whole incident.
"Kairi!" He yelled after me. I could hear his feet pounding against the asphalt as I ran down the street. My feet began to pick up the pace as I ran as fast as I could. The rain was falling at an unbelievably fast rate but it was what I needed. Eventually I couldn't hear him behind me anymore after I had passed another street. I figured he had given up on me now to go back to the party. He'd probably deal with me later.
After numerous streets had been passed, I made it to a familiar park that Yuffie and I had grown up in. The grass was a luscious green with the Oak and Aspin trees shadowing the play set I used to play on. I missed when I didn't have to care about anything except if Yuffie got the better dessert in her lunches in the days of our elementary lives. I had stopped crying after a few streets down but remembering the good old days were starting to build them back up.
I walked over to a large Oak tree that I used to climb in when I wanted to get away from Yuffie or the other kids at the park. Mom was always worried I'd fall or hurt myself but I always assured her that I'd be okay. I still tell her that but it was far from the truth now.
Instead of climbing it's old, steady limbs, I sat at it's trunk. I pulled my legs close to my chest. It was cold now and it didn't help that my clothes were wet. My wrist began to sting which caused me to slowly and carefully roll up my sleeve. Before my very eyes, I could see a blue-green color forming in the shape of a hand where he had grabbed me. It stung but my back was worse. The pain was uncontrollably horrid and completely unreal but I managed to forget about it until my wrist started to hurt.
Why had he done this to me? He told me he loved me. Did he mean anything he's ever said to me? I looked down at my right wrist, the one he didn't hurt, to see the silver hearted bracelet he had given me a month ago. This was his fourth time hurting me since we have been together and it still surprises me.
I began to think back to before and a couple months after meeting him. My life was perfect, that's what everyone told me. I was a great student, had plenty of great friends, I did have a great life. It was a great life up until about two months ago. I still hear from others how jealous they are of my life. You have the coolest mom, best dad, fantastic sister and a perfect boyfriend is what they'd tell me. Oh how far from the truth that was. My mom had her faults just like a normal human. My dad is continuously stressed from incoherent clients. My sister was far from fantastic by sneaking out at night doing God knows what. My boyfriend, ha, what a joke. So if he was one, why did I love him so much?
"I'm not perfect." I said out loud to no one in particular. I tightened my legs against me to keep warm. My chin was resting on the top of my knees now. "Never have, never will."
A/N: Short, yes. Good? You tell me. (And no, I'm not going to tell you who her boyfriend is. He will be named eventually). The story will be updated probably in a month, I want it to be seen like this for a while. (Chapter 2 and almost 3 is done already).