Broken Porcelain Doll

By: StarUchiha

Chapter 1

The memories had never faded, never dulled, they still remained fresh.

"Daddy, why won't mommy wake up?"

Bloody knife in hand he ignored her and stood above the limp body of his wife. A large pool of thick blood leaking from her body. Her once perfect doll collection lay smashed in pieces over the floor like puzzle pieces for an unfinished puzzle.

"Daddy, why did you break mommy's pretty dolls?"

The little girl reached and picked out a sharp piece of doll and immediately cut her finger. The small drops of blood fell from her finger and mixed in with her mother's which pooled around her. She put her hand straight into the liquid around her like it was some kind of finger paint.

"Daddy, why did you break mommy?"

12 years later.

A new school, a new chance to ruin a life, a new chance to point a gun to her own head. She would sit on the couch in her old room ignoring the faces of her own dolls staring at them. She would lift her father's old gun to the side of her head and cry while trying to pull the trigger. And just like every morning she failed to make all her dream come true. Today was no exception.

She grabbed her backpack and hid a couple of her dolls in one of the sections of her bag.

My only friends.

She raced down the stairs with no bounce in her step.

"A new school, I mustn't be late, Dad would be mad at me if I was late," she mumbled standing over the red blood stains made by her mother.

Or else Daddy may break me too.

When she boarded the school bus she was greeted with eyes gazed at her from every direction. She stepped slowly pulling on the sleeves of her black sweater hoping that the scars couldn't be seen. Then she sat down at the only empty seat on the bus. Everyone stared with glass eyes and in an attempt for comfort she pulled her back pack into arms and whispered Latin prayers to her dolls.

All I see is blood, please leave me be.

She watched as two boys went and sat with another boy in the seat across from her. The tallest one was blonde, short hair bright blue eyes, freckles, braces and pale skin, like china. The second was bald with a round face, dark brown eyes and had a dark skin tone. The last was medium tall, thick brown hair, brown eyes and buck teeth. She could hear them arguing.

"You ask."

"No, you ask."

"You ask!"

The boy with buck teeth turned to her, "Hi, are you okay?"

"Yes," she said tightening her hold on her bad and dolls.

"Good, you look kinda nervous."

"I'm new."

"Yeah we pretty much figured that since we've never seen you before. I'm Timmy, and this is Chester and AJ."

"Reiquen," she whispered inaudibly.

"Sorry, what did you say," AJ asked her.

She pulled back some multicoloured hairs from her face and looked up at the three boys, "My name is Reiquen."

Suddenly the noise of people's conversation stopped dead as a tall girl entered the bus. Long hair pulled back by a thick periwinkle head band and trampy make-up plastered all over her face. Timmy's eyes immediately glazed over.

Just like the eyes of Mommy's precious dolls.

"Don't mind him; this happens every time Trixie comes into sight," Chester told her bluntly.

She nodded slowly and loosened the grip on her dolls.

"Since you're new do you want to hang out with us? Our treat," AJ almost insisted.

Reiquen nodded shyly.

It's only until I can pull the trigger of my gun.

Please review! And if anyone wants to see what Reiquen looks like check my Deviantart account on my profile. Also sorry for this being so short it was the first chapter to just i wanted to make it strictly to the point.