Beautiful, an angst love story
(Italics words are part of the song Beautiful, by Bethany Dillon)
AN: Hello there…. This will be one of a few One-shots between Renée and my OC, Kunsi… If, and when, I get to writing up my fic that deals with how Renée met Kunsi, then there will be a reference…
I was so unique, now I feel skin deep
Memories and beliefs. They were the only thing stopping Renée Roberts from killing herself. Those, and the dagger that she now held in her right hand.
Count on the makeup, to cover it all.
Her career was in ruins. She was now treated like a freak. Her ex-manager and parents treated her like an outcast. As the beautiful lavender-haired young woman of 21 sat on her bed of the small but comely apartment that she now shared with Kunsi, the mysterious 6th Mew, she felt anger again. Anger at the world, and at herself.
Crying myself to sleep because I cannot keep their attention. Thought I could be strong, but it's killing me. Does someone hear my cry, I'm dieing for new life.
It was one little slip up, and a major misunderstanding, that started it all. She started to cry, her wet tears hitting the lavender carpeting. She began to hear those hurtful words that were said only months again. "Freak", "Mutant", and other similar phrases. She swore the day after the controversy started that she wouldn't let other people's evil words hurt her, but that resolve was fading fast.
I wanna be beautiful, make you stand in awe. Look inside my heart, and be amazed. I want to hear you say, who I am is quite enough. Just want to be worthy of love, and beautiful.
Knowing that, after the incident, the apartment complex was now empty of other tenants, she let her animalistic side loose, howling a mournful howl into the night. After a few minutes, her thoughts returned to the present. Whether to kill herself, and be released from this world of constant pain, or to live on with the horrors of everyday. Another tear escaped her eye. Pain was all that she could feel.
Sometimes I wish I was someone other than me. Fighting to make the mirror happy
If only she hadn't been chosen to be a Mew. Then none of this would've happened, and she'd still be a high-rise celebrity.
Trying to find, whatever is missing.
But then her thoughts changed. She remembered her roommate…how nice it was to have his company…how hot he looked….wait…did she just think that? Love… the word seemed to randomly place itself in her mind whenever she thought of him. Was she really in love with her team mate/friend? And if she hadn't become a Mew, would she have met him?
No… she thought…. It's better off if I don't even think of that…
She put the dagger to her throat, but hesitates a second as she hears the door open. Since her door was straight across from the door to the apartment, and her room was open, she locked eyes with Kunsi.
AN: So…do you think I should continue and write this not as a one-shot, but a multi-part story? Please Read and Review, and tell me what I should do….