Yes, I'm back. I was so inspired by this song, I just had to write something about it. More chapters will follow, I'm hoping. :)
Song: Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri (Just so you know I'm going to mangle the lyrics so this isn't really the order each line is in...)
Who do you think you are?
Electra knew she was going to cry. It was a shame, too, because she looked terrible when she cried (once her mom had snapped a picture right as a bee decided to sting her). Her face got all scrunched up and snotty and it was a disgrace. That was a horrible feeling, too, knowing that she was going to cry. She wanted to look beautiful when Plato (she loved him!) broke up with her. She wanted to make him regret it the moment her said, "I'm sorry." The weird thing is, he never said it.
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Etcetera felt like punching something. She was saving her money for a punching bag to hang in her room (she was quite adept at self-defense), but she didn't think that would be enough. She vaguely thought she should be sad, because, hello, her boyfriend is breaking up with her. She loved him more than anything (even more than velociraptors). But all she felt was anger. Angry at herself for not seeing the signs. Angry at Plato for leading her on. Angry at her friends for some reason, although she had no idea why.
Collecting your jar of hearts
Victoria was in shock. She thought she was safe from pain. Plato had made her feel safe, but now all he did was strip her of her own dignity. She knew, suddenly, that she would go back to her house; maybe get something to eat, like a peach (she loved peaches) or whatever, before locking herself in her room, getting out the razor again (it had been three months of progress; three months of Plato), and making new cuts, this time where no one would notice.
And tearing love apart
Jemima was utterly crushed. She had finally became secure with him, finally been able to trust him. Finally been able to enjoy being with him, not just think back to what he did to her friends. And then he must have sensed it or something, because then he had to go break up with her. She remembered what Victoria had done when Plato broke up with her (remembered her thin white scars). She remembered what Etcetera had done when Plato broke up with her (remembered her mangled and bloody fists). She remembered what Electra had done when Plato broke up with her (remembered her red-rimmed eyes and salty cheeks).
Who do you think you are?