Prologue
It was a long time ago, but I could still remember it like it was yesterday. The words that they told us, left deep scars in our hearts. Even today, it may seem that we are not wounded, but it's there hidden in deep hatred. I always thought words were a way to gain trust, but I guess I was wrong. Words are just lies. Words are there to use people, to make them suffer, along with its hateful song.
This is our chance, finally, to get back what was rightfully ours from the beginning, that promise that they said. We were ready to see their reaction, once we take their spotlight, but at the same time I feel in pain. The agony, that I held in my heart for all these years, is finally raising to the surface, but at the same time anger and wanting to take back what was once mine meant more.
I could feel my inner-self, starting to sob and falling into a deep depression oasis, asking herself again and again, 'Is this really the right thing to do?' On the outside, my outer appearance is dressed in a black long sleeve shirt with buttons in the middle, from the bottom all the way up to top, but not too close to my neck. Apart of the long sleeve shirt was the neatly folded collar around the back of my neck and ended on each side, at the tips of the collar, on each side were some gold spikes. The shirt was neatly tucked in a hot pink pencil skirt that fit my hips perfectly and which showed some of my curves. At the bottom, my feet wore black heels that covers the toes and has gold color studs on the back. Then at the top, my soft long red hair was straighten and was put into a high ponytail with my also straighten bangs covering my forehead. For my ears, a light pink bow with a gold line in the middle, studs were covering my ear piercing on each side.
I could tell that I was wearing lots makeup, but that didn't matter, as long as I can hide my true identity from the people out there, from them, and from him. I bit on my lower lip; I could taste the bright coral lipstick, as my tongue ran over my bottom lip on the inside. I was nerves, I could feel my cheeks getting flush, from the heat within my body, but the bright soft pink blush probably covered it. I blinked, once, then twice, each time I blinked my long eyelashes with mascara tickled my dark circles covered by concealer. My bright pink eyes looking straight at the mirror I'm sitting in front of. This person, I thought as I continue to stare, does not look anything like me. I never had seen myself like this before. The heavy makeup is not really heavy or too much, it's just matching on what I'm wearing. The black and grey eye shadow made my eyes glowed like those colorful glowed in the dark sticks that I used to play when I was smaller. But my eyes didn't tell that it was time to remember the good things, it told me that I must go out there and show him who I really am.
As I continued to stare at the mirror, I heard footsteps coming into my dressing room. "It's ok, Blossom. You don't have to force yourself on this. There is always a next time." I heard my sister voice behind me.
I turned around to see my green sister was already dressed. She wore a bright green long sleeves shirt, rolled up half way her elbow, with the button from the bottom all to the top, leaving some space for her neck and the collar. The front of the shirt was tuck into a pair of black leather shorts, with the back of the shirt left as it is. At the bottom, she has on Mixx Shuz Shelia green and black two piece peep toe heels. Her med dark black hair was straighten, but it was natural, showing of her layered hair and her long bang spilt evenly to both sides. She has on a gold watch and some gold colored bracelets. She wore regular black studs to cover her piercings and a pair of dark ray bans with a gold frame to cover her jade eyes.
I could tell that she was worried about me, even though her eyes are hiding behind those shades and her bright red lips were motionless. "No, this is probably the closes we can get to them." I said to her.
"I guess she really wants to do this now." Another familiar voice came into the room. My sister and I turned towards the door. My brown hair friend entered the room with a smirk.
My friend leaned onto the door frame, with her figure so delicate; her arms were crossed as she continues to smirk. She wore a black vest dress with a white lace stitching that hung on one-shoulder. It wasn't too tight on her, but it showed all the curves that needed to be showed. On her feet she has regular black pump heels, but open toes. Her, used to be brown hair, was now a silvery-purple color. Her showed natural curls; it was all pulled and clipped to one side, which leaves her hair resting on one should, along with her semi-curled side bangs. On the other side, where her hair did not rested, a big black and white lined stud was worn.
What's weird is that even if my friend is wearing grey contacts and her hair is purple and her make-up makes her looked so different, she is still the same blued eyes friend that I knew. "So, you finally agreed to go as plan?" She asked stepping closer to me and my sister.
"Yes." I said without any hesitation.
"Like the new hair, Robin." My green eyes sister smiled a bit, while her shades were moving to the direction my friend was in.
"Thanks, I guess this is the new thing." My friend said while playing with her hair. We than started to all laugh at the comment.
"Hey, you guys are having fun without me!" Another voice enters the room. All three of us turn to the door to see my blue eyes sister standing there with one hand on her hip and her face look made. She wore a black square neck lace combined with ruffles wrap blue dress. At her feet she has on black sparkly heels, close toes. At her neck hang a gold chained necklace. Her blonde her was a bit longer then usually and a little bleached blue at the tip, it was wavy and her bangs were pulled to the side.
She presses her bright pink lips together before speaking. "Are you really doing this?" She asked me.
I gave her a nod and smile, which she happily returns it. "Anyway, it time. They told me to get you guys." My blue eyes sister said.
"Really? I need more time to admire my new look still. We all look so different when we dress up." My browned haired friend said.
"Well, I think is time to go." My green eyes sister pushed our friend out the door, followed by my little sister.
I was alone in the room again. I stood up from my stool and started to walk towards the door, but suddenly my feet stop. I turned back around to face the mirror once again. I starred myself in the eyes, once again asking myself, is this right? But then I gave myself a dark look, which made my eyes, glowed even more.
I won't stop, I have to do this. I can't stop just because I'm afraid to face him. I must do this. Once again, I turned to the door and sighed, than started to walk out of the room. Leaving an empty room behind, just like how he took my soul and left my empty self behind. The further I walked down the dark hall the brighter I feel my eyes glowed and the anger I built. I press my bright coral lips together hard, I will get it back what I said once and I will be the one who will see you ruin yourself, Brick Jojo.
