EXCLAIMER: I don't own any characters apart from Akasha, however hard I wish. I am not making any money off this, blah, blah, blah.
I sat with my head against the wall looking out at the midnight sky, my best friend having just ditched me. My friend was always running off since she became such a girly girl. She never used to be like that, but suddenly she was all into pink, and texting and boys. Ugh. I am so sick of my "friend". I have gone emo over the last few months, she had even considered self-harm. There are few things that keep me sane, but they are all in my room -books, my drawing equipment and my piano. My piano keeps me completely sane, my life depended on it. I can play all of my favourite songs on there, including How to Save a Life and (my favourite) the piano duet from the Corpse Bride. I started to sing under my breath to How to Save a Life.
"Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend, Somewhere along in the bitterness, And I would have stayed up with you all night, Had I known how to save a life." I continued to hum the song when my mother shouted me angrily from downstairs. I am used to abuse, but have never had the courage to run away.
"You little fucker, Akasha!" my mother screamed at her while she hit me over the head, "You do everything wrong! You couldn't even get me my alcohol!"
"Mum, I'm too young to get alcohol, they kicked me out!"
"I don't give a shit! You should've gone somewhere else to try, then!" My mother hit me over the head with an empty wine bottle, and I began to bleed and cry. My mother carried on screaming at me while I cried. I decided I had had enough and stood up suddenly and ran, tears streaming, out of the house and slammed the door.
I had only just realised she had nowhere to go. My mother wouldn't let me back, so I went to the end of my road and sat on the bench there, crying. I held my head in my hands, and listened to the sound of the road. I could've sworn she heard footsteps.
"Are you okay?" a smooth voice asked me. I looked up and a man dressed completely in black was standing over me.
"Do you know you're bleeding?" he asked, more as a statement than a question, and with no concern in his voice. I nodded once.
"Do you want help?" he asked. I nodded and he pulled off his cloak and wrapped it around me. I could see that he was very skinny, but he had muscles the size of bowling balls and I felt as if he cared for me. The first person who cared enough to look after me in my life, the person that made me feel not so alone.
"What's your name?" he asked as he pulled out a handkerchief type piece of cloth and mopped up the blood pouring from the side of my head. I stared at him, I found him handsome, if I'm honest. He had long black hair and a stern face, but I felt safe with him.
"My name is Akasha Jones," I mumbled. He looked at me.
"My name is Mika," he stated, still no emotion in his voice. I looked up at his black eyes, and he smiled slightly. I felt even safer with him now.
"Akasha, have you run away from your home?" Mika asked. I nodded looking down at the ground again. He smiled at me, and put his hand on my cheek.
"Don't worry, Akasha," he whispered.
"You'll be safe now." He smiled once again at me. I had a feeling hat him smiling was a rarity. I knew he was staring at my now blood entangled black hair, my blue-grey almond eyes and my busty, curvy seventeen year old figure. I would have been pretty if I didn't dress in baggy t-shirts and unflattering jeans, not to mention if I didn't have scars everywhere and blood down the side of my face at this moment in time.
"Do you need somewhere to stay?" Mika asked.
"Yeah, I do. But I can find somewhere, I don't want to seem desperate-"
"You are desperate aren't you, Akasha?" I nodded at his question.
"Come with me, then," he said calmly," but there is something you'll have to do first."
"What is it?" I asked uncertainly.
"You'll have to become a vampire like me," he said calmly. I laughed and he looked offended.
"You're not a vampire. Vampires don't exist," I said.
"You'll have to become a half-vampire," he said.
"They don't exist either." I smiled at him apologetically.
"Fine, then. Change me, please." He smirked at me a little before digging his fingernails into the end of my fingers. I let out a gasp of pain as blood oozed out of my fingertips. Mika pricked his fingertips as well.
"It's not too late to back out, Akasha." he said.
"I'm not backing out," I said firmly. He placed his fingertips to mine for about a minute.
"This will hurt for a while, I'm sorry," he said. My heartbeat sped up and I collapsed.
A few minutes later I woke up, and Mika was holding me in his arms. I should faint more often, I thought.
"Come on, get up," he said, as he placed me on my feet.
"Ready for your new life?" Mika asked. I nodded once again. I was ready for my new life as a half-vampire to begin…
Sorry it was short, I'm going to write more, so don't worry. My adventures of Mika and Akasha will continue, and hopefully I will introduce more characters of my own making.