Okay this is my first fanfic so I could use a lot of reviews to help out! I could use any advice I could get please and thank you! It's kinda dark but…idk. I hope it's good. My friend likes it and I hope you do too! And I hope anything that has to do with sex isn't too bad considering I have no personal experience. Tell me if it sucks or not! If it does…then I don't know what I'll do. *huddles into corner with knees hugged to chest*
As the last bell rang Blossom picked up her books and put them in her black messenger bag. School sucked. There were way too many people. She quickly pushed her way through the crowds of students and made it out the door. Once she was out into the cold autumn air she put up the hood of her dark red hoodie to hide her face. Blossom looked around to make sure her sisters weren't around and made her way to the woods behind the park, where she quickly located the path to the clearing only she knew about.
Blossom went and sat down with her back to her favorite tree and put her knees up as a stand for her sketch pad. She looked down at her black skinny jeans and combat boots. So much had changed this year. Blossom didn't know what it was but she just didn't feel like…herself. She was depressed, and her grades had gone down. She used to be so smart but now she couldn't remember anything. It's like her brain had been turned to mush.
Her bangs were longer this year and they almost covered her eyes completely and they were easy to hide behind. Her hair reached to her lower back but she got layers to give it a jagged look. She clipped a little red bow barrette on the side. People talked about her even though she tried to hide. They are always talking about the once happy, bright intelligent leader of the Powerpuff girls. Now her sisters didn't even consider her a part of the team. At the beginning of the year she started backing away from fights and she stopped giving her sisters orders. They knew something was wrong with their beloved sister and they were always there for her. They never talked about fighting villains anymore around her because they knew it upset her. Blossom even refused to fly. She lived like a regular human being. If only she could get rid of her accursed pink eyes. They were a constant reminder that she wasn't human but in fact was a super-human.
She looked down at her sketch pad and saw a grim reaper standing over a little girl who appeared to be crying. That was how twisted and fucked up her mind had become.
Suddenly Blossom's cell phone went off. She sighed when she looked at the name and saw it was Bubbles. For a moment she thought about just not answering and ignoring her. But she knew Bubbles would just keep calling until she got an answer. Blossom took a deep breath and pressed answer.
"Hello?" She said in quietly.
"OMG hey Bloss! What's happenin'?" Bubbles said in her high pitched perky voice.
"Um just hangin' out. Ya know sketching and stuff."
"Oh that's cool! I always love you're drawings even if some of them are kinda scary they're all so beautiful!"
"Um thanks." Blossom really wished she could hang up and just go back to listening to nothing but the wind blowing through the trees.
"So anyways, do you like wanna go to the movies with me and Buttercup later? It'll be super fun!"
Blossom groaned and ran her hand through her hair. "I don't know Bubs…"
"Oh come on! Please, please, please? It's that new Tim Burton Movie! I know you love Tim Burton and it, like has Johnny Depp in it!"
Gawd damn it! Blossom thought. She did love Tim Burton and she really wanted to see that movie. "Okay I'll go." She said.
"Oh yay! It's going to be so fun I can't wait!" She squealed and hung up.
Blossom sighed and leaned her head back against the tree. She closed her eyes and started to sing. Singing always calmed her down. The lyrics flowed out of mouth soft and sweet.
Playground, school bell rings again,
Rainclouds come to play again,
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello, I'm your mind,
Giving you someone to talk to,
Hello…
The wind blew through her hair as she sang. The forest seemed to go dead quiet so every tree and creature could hear Blossom's beautiful haunting voice.
If I smile, and don't believe,
Soon I know, I'll wake, from this dream,
Don't try to fix me I'm not broken,
Hello, I'm the light, living for you so you can't hide,
Don't cry.
Blossom had gotten up and started to dance around the little clearing. She elegantly twirled and jumped. Her moves so graceful and sweet. She felt like someone was watching her but decided it was just her imagination and she ignored it.
Suddenly, I know I'm not sleeping!
Hello,
I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday…
When she stopped singing she sat down in the middle of her clearing. It seemed so strangely quiet, when all of a sudden she was knocked flat on her back by some unseen force.
Blossom tried to get up but the wind had been knocked out of her. Before she knew what was happening someone grabbed her long hair by the roots and yanked her up. She yelped at the pain and came face to face with her attacker. She looked into his blood red eyes and gasped,
"Brick," it was barely a whisper, but he heard it. He grinned evilly and laughed.
"Surprised to see me red?" he asked with a voice full of venom. "You thought you got rid of me and my brothers didn't you? Well to bad, 'cus we're back!" He whispered the last part right in her ear as she shook uncontrollably.
"Well? Are you going to say anything you little fucking bitch?" He hissed. Blossom whimpered and felt tears coming to her eyes.
When did all of this happen? When did she become so weak and scared? All these questions running through her head…then she remembered. It had happened last year, after they fought and defeated a monster. Blossom and her sisters were all celebrating their victory.
Flashback
(Blossom POV)
"Wow Blossom that was incredible!" Bubbles squealed.
I shrugged my shoulders and flipped my long hair over my shoulder. "It was no big deal really." I said with a smirk.
"Are you kidding?" Buttercup jumped in front of us. "Blossom you were all like, 'boom' and 'pow' and, and 'bang, boom, bash'," Buttercup yelled while punching and kicking the air.
I couldn't help but laugh as we continued to walk down the street of Townsville. I smoothed down my bright pink shirt and thought about how the attack I pulled was nothing more than simple physics.
"Blossom!" I was pulled out of my thoughts by Bubbles who had moved to walk beside me.
"What is it Bubs?" I asked her. Bubbles is so pretty with her long blonde pigtails and bright blue eyes, shinning like the ocean. After a few years Bubble's figure slimed put and now she was tall and slender. Almost like a supermodel. And Buttercup. Her jet black hair reached her shoulders now and she had dyed the tips green. Her eyes shone like emeralds and she was shorter than Bubbles but still a little tall. And she was much curvier with huge boobs and a giant ass.
It's not that I think I'm ugly or anything, It's just…I don't see anything special. I'm just a geek.
"BLOSSOM!"
I nearly jumped out of my skin. "Huh? What?" I looked at my sisters, who were looking at me funny.
"Did you hear anything she just said?" Buttercup asked me.
"Um, no…sorry Bubbles. What did you say?" I asked looking apologetically at my sisters.
Bubbles sighed. "I was just saying that I think you should take art with me when school starts again. It'll be fun!"
"I'll think about it" I said giving her a small smile.
I said goodbye to my sisters as I walked off to my job at the coffee shop. I could fly but today was just such a nice day, and there weren't too many people.
Everything was fine until I rounded the corner and was dragged into an alley. I was thrown on the ground. Hard. I looked up to see who my attacker was and looked at a boy about eighteen or nineteen. A few years older than me.
He wore black jeans, a black t-shirt and black and white sneakers. His wrists were covered in bracelets and he had a silver cross hanging on a chain around his neck. He smirked down at me. I could see his electric blue eyes pierce me from behind his emo cut black hair.
I hate to admit it but the guys pretty hot. But, that didn't matter. He was attacking me and I needed to get away.
I jumped up and looked up at him at him with cold eyes. "What do you want?" I asked him in a serious voice.
He chuckled and leaned towards me. God he was tall. He was like three inches taller than me. But that wasn't important. I'm a superhero. "What do I want?" He asked. "What I want…" He leaned in so his mouth was right next to me ear, "is you."
I stumbled backwards in surprise. "What?" I asked. Instead of answering me he just walked towards me with an evil smile on his face until my back hit a wall. I felt a sharp pain in my arm and looked down. He had injected me with…something. It was making me really weak really fast.
I opened my mouth but no words came out. My legs and arms wouldn't work. I was totally helpless. I was surprised when the boy pressed his body against mine and leaned down to start kissing my neck. One of his hands squeezed my breast while the other cupped my butt. I knew what was happening but I was totally defenseless. I could feel his need press up against my stomach.
He quickly tore of all my clothes. I had never felt so exposed in my life. I was too weak to even cover myself up. As he started to unbutton his pants I began shaking violently. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was a good girl. Good grades, good manners, good deeds.
So why was this happening to me? I felt a tear slip down my cheek and the boy licked it away, laughing. He was dragging this on forever. Why couldn't he just get it over…then I screamed. I didn't think I had the strength to scream but I did. My mouth was quickly covered by a hand. I had been thrown into buildings, zapped by lazars, punched and kicked many times before, but I had never ever felt any pain like this before. I just sobbed as he thrust into me not giving me any time to adjust.
This had to be a girl's worst fear. Losing her virginity by rape. The way he pushed into me gave me no pleasure at all…only pain. Soon it became unbearable and everything went dark.
(Normal POV)
Blossom's chest heaved from sobbing as she remembered what had happened. Brick's eyes widened slightly before he glared at her again. He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her face so it was only inches from his own.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He screamed. "Why don't you fuckin' fight me all ready you little whore?"
"Please," Blossom whispered as tears streamed down her face. She was flung down on the ground and she pulled down her sleeves more to make sure her arms were completely covered from Brick's eyes. Blossom hugged her knees to her chest with one hand as she ran her other though her long hair.
Blossom peered up at her counterpart through long eyelashes, who was staring at her with a look of utter disbelief. He slowly backed up shaking his head.
"I can't believe this bullshit," he said before flying away, leaving nothing but a red streak through the sky.
It started to rain. It was as if the skies were crying with Blossom. Remembering what happened to her a year ago.
Flashback
She woke up naked in an alleyway in the middle of the night, feeling an unfamiliar throbbing in between her legs. Standing up on wobbly legs and noticing the blood that ran down them. Quickly flying home and through her bedroom window. She had been so thankful she had her own room. She had showered and put on pajamas. She looked in the mirror and saw herself. But…she wasn't…herself. She had known she could never tell anyone what had happened. But, she needed to get rid of all the emotional pain in her head. That's when the thought came to her.
She grabbed the razor from her sink and without much hesitation quickly slashed it across the inside of her wrist. At first she hissed in pain, but then she felt only relief. And she did it again and again and she finally felt okay.
Blossom had washed of the razor and her arm before she bandaged it up and went to bed. After that she got her hair cut. She traded her skirts for skinny jeans and she wore long-sleeves, hoodies, or fingerless gloves. She started wearing combat boots and she got rid of her big red bow holding her hair back and replaced it with a small clip.
She started to listen to scream and metal and started to express her feelings through art. Blossom became afraid of everything and shied away from fights. Then, she became who she is today.
Blossom had crawled over to her bag in the rain and pulled out a little knife. She rolled up her sleeves and looked at all the old scars on the inside of her arms. She started slashing the knife across her arm and watched the blood mix with rain. She made three quick cuts before putting her knife away and rolling her sleeves down.
Blossom stood up and pulled her hood over her head again. Not that it would protect her from the rain. She was already soaked to the bone. She flung her bag over her shoulder and walked back down the path, unaware of the red eyes that had been secretly watching her the whole time…
