This will most likely be a quick couple chapter thing made for one of my fav pairings:) it's kind of based off a song by the hoosiers called run rabbit run but im not sure yet.
Enjoy-
Namine melted herself into the arms of her boyfriend. His fine dirty blonde hair spiked and perfectly kept under a dark beanie, his bright green-blue eyes smiling down to her with his lips to follow.-
A month later-
Namine sat still in the arms of Seifer, wincing when he held to hard on the crude bruises. He looked down with a sick smirk plastered onto his face.
Namine ran out of the school as the bell rang in hopes he wouldn't catch up to her. He didn't. She slid into her moms bug and drove angrily towards the park. Her oddest memory was in the park. She stared at the tree in remembrance.-
The angry boy with dark spiked hair and gold devious eyes. She closed her eyes remembering the small infant rabbit. It had pure,perfect white fur and tall ears. Her eight year-old self smiled down at it excitedly. She edged towards it happily. Her hands were inches away from the soft white fur until a large rock was kicked over ramming into the rabbits head cutting into it's small eye. It ran confused and scared as if it had a fox on it's tail.
The boy stared after the rabbit in shock until he saw her watching. He put on a mean face.
"You hurt the bunny!" she whined tears filling her blue eyes.
"So what? What are you gonna do about it?" he said as tears fell soundly from her eyes.
"Why'd you have to hurt him!"She squealed. Jumping off the ground with balled fist her small sobbing face inches from his glaring face.
"Because I don't care who or what I hurt. No one matters but me-myself-and I." he said matter-o-factly. Taking two fingers to her shoulder blade pushing her away.
"That's because you haven't met anyone who could matter!" She said angrily. He glared.
"How do you know that?" he growled.
"You just said so yourself!" She said crying harder.
"Why are you crying, it makes yo look absolutely pathetic." he said quietly.
"Because you just hurt the bunny!" She wailed.
"I hurt everything, I always have and I've never cared before so why in the hell start now about a stupid rabbit." he said.
"Why'd you curse! Was there really a reason for that?" She said annoyed.
"No, but I did anyway."
"I hate you! I hate you soooo much!" she said before storming off.
The next year in 3rd grade-
"Hey, goody-two-shoes. You should give me that." said a nine year old mob boss wannabe, pointing to her sandwich. She just stared down at her hands too nervous to talk up. "Hey i'm talking to you!" she didn't look up so he just grabbed it and attempted to walk away. Something stopped him.
"That isn't your. You should put it back." said a somehow familiar voice.
"Nah I think ill keep it" she could hear the smile on his mean voice. She heard him make and umph noise and fall backward. The boy with the familiar voice had punched him in his stomach. She finally looked up and saw the boy from the park. The one who kicked the rock. His dark spiked hair covered his face. He picked up the sandwich and handed it to her slowly and pulled his hand back quickly. The mean boy looked up to him scared. Where the adults were during this she wasn't sure.
"Can I sit with you?" he mumbled so quietly she could barely hear him. She nodded solemnly. He sat with her many times after.
Present day-
He had stopped sitting with her around the time she started dating Seifer. She hadn't thought anything of it and Seifer was happy about it. She had let herself fall for Seifer and now she couldn't stop sticking to his harmful spiders web. She hated him. He hurt her again and again.
Seifer, he had been absolutely wonderful at first. Sweet, if a little commanding,but the good commanding. I had never minded. Soon his comical commands began to hurt inside and out. I always wanted to run. Always.
Vanitas, the boy who stuck to my memory and was always there (until recently). He had gold eyes, like melted amber dripping in a pool of black. Dripping, hypnotizing you. Holding you hostage. Oh to be the hostage of golden eyes. Gold you think good, wealth, innocence. Vanitas was the polar opposite and you could tell especially by his eyes. They always had a cruel gleam in them. You could see his nasty little smirk from his eyes before even looking at his lips. His hair was softly spiked up arranged perfectly imperfectious.(An: my word) Black like charcoal, but soft like fur.
Once upon a time he was my best friend now he wont even spare a look in my direction, sadly when I need him to look.
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