Liar
Chronos Conspiracy CK
She ambled her way down slowly, still petrified at what she had just witnessed not seconds ago.
"I can't believe you, you bastard!" yelled an agitated woman from above.
She tried to keep her strides steady, but it proved to be impossible when she tripped onto the ground.
"Well I'm sick of that damn orphan! You take care of her!" roared the man.
She didn't know what to do anymore…
"No! Let's just- just, I don't freaking know anymore!" both figures sighed angrily.
Then it came—like a spark, she sobbed hard, her cries muffled by the cushion. The pain was too hard for her to bear.
She always knew something wasn't correct and she certainly was no idiot in ever believing these people she was around loved her—not even once.
She wished the pain would leave. And her prayers were heard when she saw a hand—reaching for her own.
Is this real?
She didn't dare blink—afraid it would disappear with its magic.
She thickly swallowed when it chuckled humorously.
And she took a chance when she looked up.
She felt her eyes almost bulge out when she saw her savior.
A boy.
A handsome male.
One with cerulean orbs, equipped with the stunning blonde hair, and then came his smile.
It looked so dazzling!
She felt herself starting to blush and quickly swiveled her head away and dropped his hand to cover her cheeks.
She felt a palm on her cheek—covering her own hand and felt it grasp her own hand.
She twirled her body and saw him disappear.
She called out—begging him to stay.
She felt her feet give out and collapsed.
And for the first time, after her best friend Hotaru Imai left, she cried.
Mikan Sakura cried, even though she had promised her she wouldn't cry—even when Hotaru left.
So...
I'm going to be serious about this story- or at least try until my inspiration dies.
And this is my second story so far. And I will update.
So look forward?
Shoot me if its terrible.
Please.
And no, I'm not being sarcatic.
All comments accepted. No sugarcoatings.