So hello again, guys! I'm happy that I could start my firts Code Lyoko fanfiction, especially because I'm currently addicted to the cartoon. I think because it's better than my own life...
This story is surely not my best, but I just had to write it after that Friday night. Consider it as a surprise for my good grades on my exam and for the feeling of misrableness.
For people who read my Teen Titans stories, I haven't disappeared yet (but I'm planning on it), and I will soon post "Easter" in Holiday Love Calendar.
Anyways, read, review and enjoy!
Luvs ya,
Delyra
P.S: I don't own: Code Lyoko, any of the characters, songs, Teen Titans, Instagram of anything. Just the plot and my account :D
Yumi's P.O.V:
I walked towards my home in the snow. Everything was beautiful in the night lights, except for me. A girl, whose heart won't ever be the same again, whose heart will die alone.
I only had a short red skirt, fishnet thights, boots, a black shirt and a black leather coat on, so I almost froze. I didn't really care, though. My hands were red and already aching because of the cold, but I picked up some snow and started making a snowball. It really hurt, but at least I knew I still existed. For some idiotic reason.
A car came behind me so I had to step off the road and stop. The driver stared at me suspiciously, maybe because of my extreme clothes, but I simply pretended he wasn't there. I wished it was my biggest problem! A pair of eyes was such a little thing for that night.
I continued walking as the car left, making me blind for a second with the back lights of it. When I could see again, I looked around. There was only an old building with a graffiti on it's ruined wall saying "HATRED!". As I saw that word, anger took over my pain. I wanted to kick the shit out of him, to beat everyone who separated us. But it was no one else but him. He iced me, he let me dance alone, he didn't give a fuck. And I thought a goth girl could have a chance at a guy like him...
Everything went just so well! Days before the party, he looked at me with that strange glance, he smiled at me whenever he saw me at school... And when he could have the opportunity to prove what I thought was there, he just pushed it away. He flirted with that bitch, Sissi, and she sat in his lap in front of the whole school. That club is shit, I guess I won't go there anymore. The first time we were there, Ulrich danced with Sissi like she was his girlfriend, and now this... And at the last song, the romantic slow one, what I hate, he kissed Sissi on the dancefloor. I was like "What the fuck? Am I that ugly?". But then I quickly left before my tears could fall. At first I thought it's not at all about looks. But soon I got to know that it's only about bitches and assholes, who only care about looks. As I was deep within my thoughts, I didn't realise that I reached the door of my home. I went in. I threw my bag down in the hall and I ran up to my room, to solitude. Maybe a hot shower and loud music will help.
Avoiding my little brother and parents, I sneaked out to the bathroom and turned on the tap. I watched the hot, steamy water flow. The steam slowly made my reflection in the mirror blurry. Even the toothbrushes couldn't watch my miserable face. The face I never wanted to see again. After the water felt warm enough, I stepped under the shower, finally letting my tears fall. They felt good, like I could wash my pain away with them. With every teardrop that fell, my fairytale broke into small parts. I realised that I didn't want any more luck in studying, guys who love me, or anything, I just wanted to be with him. I was waiting for a love I will never ever have.
When I finished removing my dripping make-up, I left the bathroom and quietly walked to my room. My eyes were too red and too puffy to let anyone see them. Especially Hiroki. He would make fun of me and tell everyone that I, Yumi Ishiyama, cried. But I finally ran out of tears, so I just flinged down to my bed, put my headphones in my ears and pushed "play" on my MP3.
It played different songs loudly from my playlist "Depression", like "Cut" by Plumb, "If You Don't Mind" and "My Immortal" by Evanescence, "I Am Only One" and "Sleep Well, My Angel" by We Are The Fallen and many other sad songs. They were the only remains of my dying empire of perfection and fairytales. I realised that I just expected too much from that night. I made up that perfect world with perfect stories in my mind and I wanted them to be true. But reality is not like this and I had to learn it. I had to leave the world that I used to live in.
So what do you think?
Shall I continue it?
If yes, shall it be happyend, tragedy or something else? I really don't know so I need advice. (I have idea for every solution so this is quite a big dilemma LOL :D)
Please tell me in a review! I really do appreciate every word you write me :)
I hope you liked the story! RxR please! :)
