Oh bloody hell I'm bored. So I quit one story cause I got two stinking reviews and no reviews for my second story, no matter how short it was. Oooo, I almost decided to give up writing and then I remembered something. What the bloody hell would I do in school?! Learn? Pish-posh that's ludicrous. So, I'm not giving up writing. So I don't care if you say my writing is bad, but I appreciate it if you do have something to say to help the story or just say that it's cool. So review or flame depending on how well you like or dislike the story that I'm posting. 'Kay? Oh sorry for being a prat but I just decided to not give up being a beginning author, and I sorta over reacted. Oh and one more thing, for the two who did review A Warrior's Chance (which I unposted till I think of a direction to take the story) thanks. My little muse A&W (yes the root beer. For some reason when I drink it I hear a voice declaring that I have to write, but does it tell me what do write? Nooo. Stupid pillock) says thank you because Mr. Winky (he's a dwarf bunny, black with crimson paws. He's sooo cute! I love him.) is very shy but very cute. Okay I don't own anything. Hell! I don't even know what I'm going to write. I'm just going with instinct. I think this will be part of a series. This will probably be in the middle. I don't know, it's just a thought.
"FORM OF GOODBYE"Was this what he really felt about her? Mistrust, anger, hate, and yet love? She understood how she earned the mistrust, anger, and hate, but how had she earned his love? She lied to him to save her own hide. For good reasons mind you, but she still lied and betrayed him. She played him and then she stabbed him in the back.
She landed on her knees in front of him, sobbing. She leaned forward on her hands, choking on her tears. Looking up at him, she saw him sneer down at her before he crossed his arms and look away.
God, what had she done wrong? Shaking her head, she laughed bitterly. What had she done? She betrayed her friends to relieve them from their duty. Sounds okay to you probably, but she did it in many horrible ways to cause them to hate her. She killed her own daughter, because her enemy was manipulating her. Dammit, she had believed the damn bastard and look where it got her. And yet she stayed with him because her friends hated her. What did he do to her? Transported her to a different dimension. She then met him and used his attraction (no matter how rude he was and how much he denied it) towards her and used him for her own needs and pleasure. What did she have to do to make him forgive her? She loved him, dammit! It wasn't part of the plan. Use him then lose him. But along the way she slowly fell in love with him.
"What? Feeling sorry for yourself, now are we?" She shook her head ruefully. He, not so lightly, kicked her in her stomach causing her to gasp in shock rather than in pain. "Well you shouldn't, you stupid bitch."
Bitch? I guess I misinterpreted the love. It wasn't towards me, it's probably love towards what he's going to do to me. But I deserve it.
She bit back another sob, clenching her stomach. Her salty tears rolled down her cheeks. He knelt down beside her and grasped her chin firmly in his hand, forcing her to look at him. What she saw was so much hatred and malice and pain. She couldn't fight the next sob that came. "No," she moaned. I caused him that pain. She shut her eyes tightly to block out the emotions shining in his black eyes, but it didn't help as she kept seeing it flashing through her tormented mind.
I caused him that pain. I caused all of them that pain. Oh please Lord, just kill me. Please Lord! I can't stand this. Dear Selene, just take me away! I can't stand this. I can't stand this. Ican'tstandthisIcan'tstandthisIcan'tstandthis. I CAN'T STAND THIS! Why is this happening to me? I only meant to help him. To help all of them!
Her sobs racked through her body. Yanking her chin away from him, she spit out blood. With so much hate, he backhanded her. Her head snapped to the side with the force he used on her. She held a hand to her injured cheek, looking at him with shock and disbelief. "Don't you dare act like a sniveling wrench! Stop feeling sorry for your self! It's intolerable. You caused this upon yourself. You deserve this! All of it!" He stood up with so much grace and sneered down at her. "You coward. You caused people, who regarded you as a friend and trusted you, hell. You stabbed them in the back. I may have not liked many of them, but you hurt those few that I did like. I believed you. I felt something for you. Hell! I slept with you! You…you… you fucking whore!"
Whore? Was that what she was? No. She wasn't a whore. Whores slept around with more than one man. She only slept with him and she loved him. Whore? Rage bubbled up within her. Damn him. Damn him! DAMN HIM!
"Whore," she whispered. "I am not a whore Severus Snape. So don't you dare call me a 'whore', you bastard." She stood up slowly, turning to face him. He faced her squarely, "Then what the hell should I call you then? Please do fill me in, because I am at a loss." She approached him proudly, head up high, looking into his eyes. "Call me by my name. Serenity Tsukino. Do not call me anything but that. I do not like being called anything that says that I'm an inferior to you. Because I am not! I am your equal, whether you like it or not." "Touching little speech, Tsukino, but you are below me. And you have done nothing that has helped you prove me wrong. And you think that you are my equal. Tsk, tsk. How very wrong you are." "You are a very angry man, Snape and it's disgusting. Why don't you act human?! It's very disturbing how you act so…so inhuman. Like the Death Eater you once were. And how much you loved it, being one of them. Killing innocents, torturing those you once been to school with, stealing children-," his hand connecting harshly to the same cheek he hit earlier cut her off. "Don't you dare go there, you horrid woman. I did not love it; I merely enjoyed it, and then became discussed by it. All that carnage. I was young and stupid and angry." "And that gave you the right to join the Dark Lord? Because you were upset that Lily Evans dumped you to become Lily Potter? How stupid."
His eyes widen in shock, then slanted into a glare. His body shock with rage as she dared mentioned Lily in front of him. How dare she?! What gave her the right to mention that name in front of him? She knew how much it pained him when she was mention. And yet she still mentioned dear, sweet Lily? Looks like she's back from being a sniveling woman to being back to a sarcastic bitch. The stupid pillock.
His hand dashed into his black robes, pulling out his wand. "Don't. You. Dare. Mention her name! You have no right to say her name!" Serenity looked warily at his out stretched arm holding the wand. "What? Going to hex me?" she challenged, regaining her battered pride. He quickly looked at the wand, before his eyes landed on her again, debating whether or not if he should hex her. "No," he sighed. He lowered his arm, running a hand through his greasy hair, before straightening. "No," he repeated. "Just leave and never come back. I don't care what you do; just don't come back to Hogwarts. If you do, it will not be pleasant. That I swear to. Out of my last love to you I will let you leave without a scratch." His eyes harden. "Leave," he added with more force. She took a tentative step back. "Severus?" He held up his wand less hand, indicating that he didn't want to hear anymore. "I already told you. Leave." With those last words, he sharply turned around on his heel; black robs and cloak billowing behind him like giant bat wings. She could only watch him in shock as he disappeared from her vision, before collapsing in a heap on the ground. She banged her fists on the concrete ground. "I screwed up. I totally screwed up!"
Lightning flashed into the black, moonless sky illuminating two solitary figures, each with a deep pain in their hearts. Lightning flashed again before rain began beating down on them. Softly at first, gradually beating harder down on them.