Ludicrous Personalities and Doubtless Despondency
Disclaimer: I own nothing of JKR , if I did do you seriously think I'd post this on this site. : D
AN: I really don't know if I should continue this, if you don't like it, just tell me. I'm also on the look out for a beta reader.
Prologue
'Why am I doing this?' Veeika thought, she missed him so much.
She looked back the first time they'd met, oh how crazy that was, Tom never sympathized anyone before, till then and he never sympathized over anyone again.
Flashback
Veeika hated life, she hated everything about life. Happy was a word unknown to Veeika. She then wrote down in her diary.
'I want to tell them but I know I can't. They just wouldn't understand. I burst out in tears yesterday, I tried to hold it back but I couldn't. Everyone asked 'What's wrong Veeika?', acting like they cared. They all said 'I love you Veeika' but I know they don't. I feel worthless, like no one loves me. They say I should be happy and that they are worried about me. I have been put down all my life and finally when I think it is all going to be good, I think to much and it makes me sad to see them upset especially when they ask what's wrong and I have to say 'I cant tell you'. I love them even though they might not love me back. I am not afraid to die for I know that when I do I will meet the most beautiful angel her gold curls sparkling, her soft powder white skin glowing, her smile shinning brighter then the sun, her hug long and sweet, and her voice, oh her beautiful voice. I have not heard it since two months, but there it will be, the most beautiful sound with flowers all around. She is beautiful and I love her, my mother.'
Veeika then started to wonder 'Why live life if we're all just going to die in the end?', she then thought about everything that had happened to her in the past two months, 'Why don't I just die? No one would care.' She thought, then she thought more about it and burst in tears, how could she think of suicide? Then not even a minute later came up a boy with dark brown hair and light blue eyes with a smirk on his face.
"Are you ok?" the boy walked up to the girl.
The Veeika flashed a brilliant smile at the boy, it would've fooled anyone that she was completely happy, "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied even though her eyes told he boy the opposite.
"Why?" the boy asked, "Why do you lie?"
"Why do you ask?" the Veeika replied.
"I asked you first," the boy said, "but I never saw anyone so sad."
Veeika smiled, "The reason I am sad would probably humor you, and I'm Veeika by the way."
"Sorry," the boy apologized, "I'm Tom Riddle, but why were you crying?"
Veeika looked at him straight in the eye "I cry because I almost lost someone dear today, I cry for all the people she almost let down."
"What do you mean?" Tom asked.
Veeika just looked at Tom sadly, "I've got to go now."
Veeika then glided past this strange boy and went to her new cold, unwelcome home, the orphanage. Later on that night
"Hello Tom." Veeika flustered as she bumped into Tom, "I didn't realize where I was going."
Tom looked up into the deep dark blue eyes of Veeika and continued on his way not saying anything, he was surprised.
During the next few days Tom didn't say one word to Veeika, Veeika always looked at Tom with a curious stare.
"That'll teach you!" Tom sneered at a poor crying kid.
Veeika frowned, "Tom, apologize to the kid."
Tom, for the first time in days, looked at Veeika who always wore a frown and then he stomped away as she comforted the crying kid.
END FLASHBACK
Tom didn't care about anyone anymore, no one cared about a half blood.
"You know her?" asked a boy pointing out a girl who Tom immediately recognized.
Then Tom thought a while, "One time…I did." Tom said, as he thought about how odd and peculiar she was when he met her.
Flashback
It had been a couple of weeks since Veeika had been at the Orphanage. She wore such a peculiar look on her face as she had looked at Tom over the weeks; it was as if everything around him was moving so fast as he stood silently, unemotional.
"Hi!" Veeika said to him one day.
"Hi." Tom replied unenthusiastic.
"I never got a chance to thank you for wondering about me." Veeika said as she twirled some of her dark hair between her fingers.
"Oh," Tom said leaving, "Your welcome, I've got to finish this worksheet"
"Ok," Veeika said, "Did you know that you have much more of a chance to be killed by a cork screw of a champagne bottle than by a poisonous spider?"
"Umm…no"
"Or that every time you lick a stamp you consume a tenth of a calorie?"
"Wow." Tom said sarcastically.
"It's true! It's also true that only one person out of two billion will live to be 116 years old or older."
"Let me get this worksheet done." Tom said.
"Oh, sorry, I talk too much."
"I kinda figured that out myself." Tom replied.
Veeika then went and started to write in her journal, a couple of minutes after Tom got done with a worksheet he replied, "What are you doing?"
"I'm making a list of all the souls I steal, I'm Satan." She replied sarcastically.
"Do you always lie?" Tom questioned her.
"If I said no, how would you know I was telling the truth?"
"I might actually decide to trust you." Tom replied.
"I'm a psychopathological liar, happy?" She replied back.
"Well, I'm off." Tom went and left, "Got loads to do today."
After awhile Veeika went to her mother's grave and put some new flowers beside her mother's headstone and smiled lightly.
Then she saw Tom again.
"Crazy seeing you here, what are you doing here Tom?"
"I come to think," Tom shot at her, "most of the time I don't see the likes of people like you around."
"Are you always like this?"
"Like what?"
"Like that, are you always so negative?"
Tom tensed up and said, "I've seen a lot before, the person who was unbreakable, broke, the person who seemed so strong, crumbled, the person who always laughed it off cried, and the person who never gave up, quit. Why try to be so optimistic when life's going to bring you down in the end?"
"Why live if you're living just to die?" Veeika asked, the words flying out of her mouth as she didn't know what she was saying.
"I don't live just to die." Tom sneered.
"Ok, think what you want you, pessimist." Veeika said and then Tom fell asleep and she grinned evilly, she got out a sharpie and drew 'GAY' on his forehead and went on to the Orphanage.
"That'll serve you right! What have I said about you doing my homework! It's uncompleted!" Tom shouted.
"I-I had too much to do." A little kid shouted.
"Tom, stop picking on that kid," Veeika interrupted, "it wouldn't hurt you to do your homework once in awhile, you need it, you're clearly not that smart now."
Tom gave that little kid an evil eye scare, "Oh you think so, Veeika?"
"Yeah I do," Veeika said as Tom started to get angry at Veeika.
"Here, here!" The little kid said as he shoved Tom's homework in Tom's face, "Don't get mad at her!"
"Thanks," Tom smirked at the kid and looked at Veeika, "I always get what I want."
"Also," the little boy continued once he was out of Tom's reach, "did you know you had the word 'gay' written on your forehead, Tom?"
The little boy then went running off as Veeika slightly grinned and Tom glowered at her.
"Veeika," Tom shouted as he looked in a nearby mirror, "when did you do THIS!"
"Oh…I did that when you fell asleep at the graveyard, it was a slip of the hand, you see?" Veeika grinned slightly.
Tom gave Veeika a glare that bore a hole throw her head.
"You needed some humor in your life, you see, Tom?" Veeika explained still grinning, "You're always so… how do I put it…out there."
"And you thought this would humor me?" Tom replied angrily, "You also can't say anything; I say you're really odd too."
Veeika smiled on as she walked away with a fuming Tom boring holes through the back of her head, with his cold eyes, then he started laughing once she was gone, he didn't know why.
The very next day…
"Why are you always alone?" Veeika as Tom looked up at her and scowled.
"So you're still bothering me? Even after what you did?"
"Yep," Veeika said, "and I couldn't be happier!"
"Great," Tom replied, "I've got a loony to look after now."
"Hey, you're avoiding my question! Why are you always alone?"
"I'm not always alone; everywhere I go now I see you!" Tom mumbled.
"Tom, you are always alone, and it's not because no one will hang out with you."
"Someday you'll realize a flaw in something you trusted to be perfect. Someday you'll learn to regret something." Tom simply said.
"Huh?"
"Veeika, you live a carefree life, you don't care about what other people think of you, and you think life is all fun and games, someday that is all going to fall on you, it happens to everyone, I've just learned to be alone, before I get hurt, I'm independent."
"Independent, huh, Tom even the most independent person in the world needs friends, without them, life is worthless." Veeika said with a smile. "And yes it's also true people get hurt, but everybody wants happiness, nobody wants pain, but you can't have a rainbow without a little rain."
"Go away." Tom said.
Veeika smiled real big, "Got a problem with me? Solve it. Think I'm tripping? Tie my shoes. Can't stand me? 'You' sit down. Can't face me? Then 'you' turn around."
"Well, if you're going to ask me questions, I get to ask you questions. Why do you write in a diary? What good does that do?" Tom questioned.
"Did you know it is much easier to say what you feel in writing than to say it in someone's face?"
"Did you know that it has so much more value if you say something in someone's face?"
"But what if the person who I wanted to say them to wasn't here anymore?" Veeika replied back.
"Huh?"
"Oh, never mind, long story."
"Why do you feel the need to hang out with me so much?" Tom kept questioning her.
"Because, I want to be remembered the girl who made everyone smile and brightened there day, even if she can't brighten her own. My life's ambition is to make as many people smile as there are stars in the sky."
"That's funny, every time I see you, you always have the saddest look on your face, although it could never compare to the look on your face when I first met you."
"That's not true! Plus, I think you should have a positive attitude, it may not solve all of your problems, but it always annoys enough people that it's worth the effort."
"I'm afraid to be happy"
"Why?"
"Because whenever you get to happy something bad always happens."
Veeika chuckled, "Most people would rather be certain their miserable than risk being happy."
"Do you ever want to run away? Do you lock yourself in your room? With the radio turned up so loud no one can hear you screaming?"
Soon Veeika's smile wore off her face, "Tom, are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm just fine." He replied and went to go and leave as Veeika stopped him.
"It's raining outside." She said.
"I guess it's going to be a depressing day today then."
Veeika dragged him outside and asked him, "What are you talking about Tom? People who always say sunshine brings happiness have never danced in the rain."
"Huh?" Tom said as he watched Veeika spinning in the rain.
"Come on, Tom!" Veeika said as she grabbed his hand. Tom looked at her, she was standing with her face to the sky and her eyes closed, wearing that sad smile she always wore.
"Why do you always seem so sad?" Tom asked.
"Hmm… I'm not always sad." Veeika said looking at him now.
"You always look so sad, everything else about you seems happy all the time, but in your eyes I see pain."
Veeika gave Tom a sad smile, sadder than usual, and didn't reply.
"Let's go in now; we don't want to get sick." Veeika finally said.
END FLASHBACK
How he missed her when she was like that
Then Tom thought of her problems…
FLASHBACK
The next day both Tom and Veeika were sick in bed.
"Great," Tom sarcastically muttered, "now I'll be stuck with you all day."
Veeika smiled, oblivious to the sarcasm in his voice, "I know isn't it great! Now we can make all the younger kids our servants for the day and stay in bed."
"Well, that's a lot, coming from you defending kids all the time."
Veeika smiled a big smile then ordered a little kid to get her breakfast.
Then the Orphanage caretaker came up to Veeika and said, "It must be awful being sick today, you've got a visitor."
Veeika put on a strange look, 'who'd come see me?' then it hit her as James, an old friend, wandered to her bed.
"Hiya Veeika." A boy with light brown, tidy hair and honey, yellow eyes said.
Veeika smiled real big, when Tom looked at her, it was the only time he ever saw her with no trace of sadness, "James!"
"How's my best friend doing?" James asked.
"I'm fine, other than being sick today." Veeika squealed.
"That's great, I've been doing so well myself, and I haven't heard from you since the funeral, and I thought you went to America in search of your dad."
Veeika's face got real dark, "As far as I'm concerned, I only ever had one true parent, my mom, my dad never wanted me."
"Oh well…," James said trying to change the subject then motioned at Tom Riddle, "who's this?"
"Oh sorry, forgive my bad manners, this is Tom Riddle one of my new friends here, Tom this is James, one of my most beloved friends."
"Hi." Tom simply said.
"Hiya, Tom," James cheerfully said, "has Veeika been nice?"
"Oh you know, she's just been ordering poor kids around." Tom snickered as Veeika elbowed him.
"Veeika," James said warningly, "that's not very nice."
Then to Tom, "Yeah, sometimes you've got to keep an eye on her, she doesn't normally dress, her hair's always a mess, if you catch her stealing, she won't confess. She's so crazy."
"I don't steal!" Veeika replied huffily, "And I don't care what people think about how I look!"
"She only drinks coffee at midnight, when the moment is not well, the timing is quite unusual, and her confidence is tragic." James continued.
"Hey! I like drinking coffee at midnight when else can I be alone? I have confidence, or at least more than you do Jamsie, remember that time you saw that rat in my house and you screamed like a girl?" Veeika grinned.
"Hey! Don't get mad," James grinned, by this time Tom had focused his attention on a book.
"Well, don't pick on me then." Veeika gave James a playful shove.
"Well, Veeika, I came here to talk about your dad."
Veeika's face got sad again, "Please don't." she murmured.
"Veeika," he pleaded, "all I want is the truth."
Veeika grew dark "If you wanted honesty that's all you had to say, I never meant to let you down or have you go- it's better off this way, for all the dirty looks, all the memories we all had. Remember when I found them dead, all because of my stupid bloodline of being a witch of which we never knew? I'm not okay! I'M NOT OKAY!" By now Tom had started listening again, "It wears me out. What does it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? I've told you time and time again, but you still don't know how it feels, to be a stupid witch, with a dad who hates me and never wanted me! I'M NOT OKAY! It all wears me out! So get about the dirty looks, the bloodline of me. You say you read me like a book, with the pages all torn and shredded! I wish you'd hear me out for once, I'M NOT OKAY!"
Tom had no idea what Veeika was talking about, 'a witch?', and James looked very hurt.
"I-I'm sorry Veeika." James said.
"Don't be, just go away for now."
"Veeika, I want to be here for you though, you really need it." James replied
"Go." She hissed.
"Tom, please help her." James said as he passed Tom and left.
Then Veeika went and wrote furiously in her diary.
"What was that about?" Tom asked.
"Nothing concerning you," Veeika said, "my past is all, my parents, stuff I want to forget forever. I tear my heart to open, just to feel, my weakness is that I can't do much, my scars reminds me that the past is real though."
"Oh." Tom replied, he wasn't going to make some person he really didn't like or know that well mad at him, especially if they were insane to believe in witches, "It seems we've both been screwy lives."
END FLASHBACK
K, end of chapter 1, this is the end of the prologue, but I guess I'll still continue it until I get 3 flames unless I get 3 good reviews before I get 3 flames. Ugh! I hate today! Please R&R! Also next chapter there will be NO flashbacks YAY!