this story is kinda really depressing but it gets better! trust me it will.


He appears in my dreams frequently. I love his golden eyes and hair. He is my sun on a rainy day. He is my everything. He's not real but i fell in love with him. Am i insane? If i am then where'd my sanity go?

Leah, my best friend/therapist, says I am insane.

"How can you love some one who's not real?" Leah asked me one summer day.

"I don't know."

"Then why do you love him?"

"I don't know."

"Is that all you are going to say?"

"I. DO. NOT. KNOW!" I snapped.

She stopped being my friend after that. She said I've gone overboard and urged my parents to put me in an insane isylam. My parents, even if they are bastards, as they are disagreed with her. I hate my father because he beat Mom so they got divorced. i hate my step-dad because he beats me. My mom just sits there and ignores it because he earns really good money and is a candidate for vice president. I hate her too. Wouldn't you? My only and best friend no longer pays attention to me. They all say I'm insane and no one gives a fuck because its bad publicity.

They'll never understand. When he appears in my dreams he always helps me and cheers me on. He is amazing and can do magic. My only reason for living is for seeing him in my dreams. With out him I would of killed myself already.

Maybe I am insane. I'm reviewing all the events of my life while sitting on a hill in the middle of no where while it's now that you are hearing about my life without me lying, do you still think I'm insane? If you do, is it my fault? I ran away from my family. I am now running away from reality. That is all I can do now.

"Hello, miss. What are ya doin' all the way out here?" a voice says. I jump and see a boy my age, maybe, with pale skin and a stomach showing shirt and stork\short. a hat is on his head but i can see a little bit of his green hair.

"I'm a run away. What's it to ya?"

"You ran away from all the pain your loved ones caused you. Am I right?"

"I ran away from them because they are bastards! I'm in no pain!"

"Liar. You reak of pain and suffering." A huge smirk came across his face.

"What? I do not smell! What are you?"

"I can save you."

"How can you save me?"

"By giving you your desire."

"How can you do that?" He's really creeping me out. I take a step back.

"All I need is a drop of your blood."

"Ok. Fine. But will this stop the pain?"

"… Yeah I guess."

"Then do it." Why the hell not? Do YOU have any better ideas? hm?

"Let me see your hand." I hold out my hand to the guy as he gets out his pocket knife.

"What is your name?" That is really smart to let some guy you barely know cut you for your blood, isn't it?

"Envy."

"Did your Mama not love you?"

He chuckles softly as the blade makes contact with my finger. "I don't know. Never had one. Just a dad. And I'm pretty sure he didn't love me. Whats your name?"

"Amaryllis Blane. But I think I'm going to change that."

"Really? To what?"

"Amber Smith." He cuts his finger and presses it to mine. "What are you doing?"

"Amber? Nice name, I'll call you that. Now don't worry about that Amber, everything will be fine." There's a flash of light and we pass threw a gate. "All I needed to get back is willling, living human blood with me and at least a little bit inside me."

"OWW! My friggin' one centimeter size brain hurts!"

The next thing I know I'm in an ally in some city. People who are in twentith centry clothes pass us by. I can't go out there. I'll stick out too much. I'm in short shorts and a blue and black striped hoodie and converse/boots with black and blue stockings that stop a few inches before touching my shorts. Black and blue is a good combo. I'm goth by the way.

"Hey Envy!" I yell. He looks up at me with his hat off. "You look like a friggin' palm tree!" I say laughing my butt off. That wasn't what I was going to say but i couldn't help it.

"I am not a gender confused palm tree!" he yells back.

"I didn't say that but, are you sure, Mr. Palm Tree?" I say with a strait face trying hard not to laugh.

"Shut up! Now that I've used you it's time for you to die! Wait a minute." he looks around. "Today's the promise day in the other dimension that is like mine. This Envy kills himself some where around this time so I'll got go there and kill this world's Fullmetal runt! Bye, Amber! Kill ya later!" he says as he starts to run. Well, thats better then smell ya later.

"Hey!" I yell following him under ground and threw strange halls. I finaly catch up to him and he's looking around the corner. I can hear others talking around the corner. "Why are you eaves dropping Envy?" I say a bit too loud. "Why does it smell like burnt bugers?"

"Shut up you idoit! Your going to blow my cover!" he whispers harshly.

"What? You're talking to soft, Envy." I say louder.

"That's it!" he yells as he slams to the ground. "I'll kill you now!"

"Just go ahead and try!" I say knocking him off. But almost immeaditaly he grabs me and throws me across the floor, pass the corner he was looking around. he jumps of me and puts his pocket knife to my neck. I start to laugh at him.

"Why are you laughing, you flithy human?" he spat.

"Are Those the people you didn't want to hear us?" I asks pointing to the group of people that are looking at us stunned.

"What? Damn it you set me up!"

"Whatever! Don't let your guard down!" I yell kicking his stomach. He flies across the room. "You stupid palm tree!"

"I AM NOT A PALM TREE!" he yells as he run up to me and pushes the knife in my side.

"Ah..." I kick him off. I grab the two throwing knive that were in my hoodies pocket and throw it at him. They hit his shoulders adn pin him agianst the wall. I put my two hands in front of me and put my thumbs down. "We're dead." Right after I do this red electricity come from the knives and he dissolves into a evaporating puddle of goop. A minute later all that's left is nothing. "Whoa. I always wanted to do that."

"Who are you?" the man with short black hair asks.

"I'm Amber Smith." I answer with a smirk.