Hello There I am RaggedDreams This is my first Fanfic, This is going to be fun. Please review and favourite this I would love to hear what you think and If you review I will write more of this. Enjoy!
Can't say today was fun, but can't say it was boring eather. I misspelt either just then, did you notice? Heh... of course you didn't you are a book... why am I even talking to you like a person. Probably because you are the only thing I 'talk' to. I think school rang up Even again today because when I got home he was all clingy... you know how he gets. Trying to get me to talk, asking how my day was. As if he is my father. Great. Now he is calling me.
Bye, Ienzo.
Hello, I am Ienzo I am sixteen and I am adopted. My adopted father is a 27 year old man named Even. Not that I really had a choice, I was brought here by him. Even is nice enough... kind to me, I mean he took me away from my old house of hell, so I can't really complain. I am supposed to be talking about my 'story' whatever that means. Even said that it could help me somehow and help him understand me, not like he is actually going to get to read this. So I guess I should start at the end of my diary entry, if you want to call it that.
I had just settled down to write in my journal, diary, whatever you call it, and I heard Even calling me.
I sighed, one of the few sounds I permit myself to make, and closed my diary, placing my pen on top of it's smooth cover making sure that it didn't roll off onto the floor, I hate that, and I walked slowly out of my room and down the stairs. Finding Even in the kitchen I stood in the door way. Even was sitting at the kitchen table with a letter in his hand. He looked up at the sound of my footsteps and motioned towards the chair beside him with a small wave of his thin hand. Reluctantly I shuffled over and sat down, not looking at him. Even was silent for a moment and then he said, "Ienzo, I have had a letter from your school today saying that you have scars and cuts all along your arms, is this true?" I shrugged. Sure it was true, yeah my arms had been stinging all day. Even sighed and pulled one of my arms across the table and rolled up the long sleeve of my shirt. He gasped as he saw all the cuts, bruises and scars. I rolled my eyes, 'They have been there for ages.' I told him in my head, if telepathy was real life would be easier I swear.
"Who did this to you?" Even asked, the urgancy obvious in his voice. I shrugged again. 'Some fucker in the year above.' Even sighed once more.
"Please talk to me Ienzo, it would be alot easier for the both of us if you did. We could sort this out alot quicker." He pleaded, he does this every time he gets a phone call or a letter from school. I looked at the table and snatched my arm back from him, rolling the sleeve back down. I hid behind my lavender hair my slate grey eyes glaring at him through it. 'Why bother, it won't stop' I told him in my head standing up and walking back upstairs ignoring Evens calls of my name as I did so. When I got upstairs I went back to my room and flopped onto my black bed. I sighed and looked at my arm. 'It's not that bad is it?' I asked myself touching on of the newer cuts, cringing slightly as it oozed blood. 'Ok its bad' I told myself and sighed laying back and whacking my head on the wall, 'Ouch...' I thought and felt my head. I was fed up and tired so I layed down and ended up having a nap.
I was awoken by a knock on my door. I sat up and looked at the clock on the wall, I had been asleep for 3 hours. I glared at the door as it opened revealing Even holding a first aid kit. I sighed and swung my legs lazily over the edge of my bed.
"I'm sorry Ienzo were you sleeping?" he asked sitting next to me. I shrugged and looked at my grey socks. Even opened the first aid kit and took out some wipes and bandages. He looked at me and asked,
"Can I bandage them?" he pointed to my arms. I nodded slightly as they hurt a bit. He nodded and took one of my arms and wiped the cuts with an anti-bacterial wipe apologising when I cringed against the stinging. He bandaged up my first arm and threw the wipes he had used in my bin. He took my other arm and looked at me.
"Ienzo I have talked to the school and I told them I think it is best that you move to a different school." He rolled up my sleeve and started wiping the cuts with another five wipes. "Is that ok for you Ienzo?" he asked hoping I would answer. I shrugged and looked at him my slate grey eyes seemed to say yes. Even nodded in understanding "I found a school that looks good nearby." He continued, bandaging my other arm. "I can ring them up and ask if you can join tomorrow if you want." I shrugged again and he fixed the bandage in place. Once he had finished he threw the packaging in the bin and stood up turning to leave my room.
"I will go and ring them now." He said before he left me alone in my room again. I enjoyed the silence that followed.
So there you go... I know it isn't long but I hope you did enjoy it.