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In Little River...
Chapter 3: Concrete Angel
'Through the wind an the rain, she stands hard as a stone in a world that she can rise above. But her dreams give her wings, and she flies to a place where she's loved. Concrete Angel."
-Martina McBride
Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, CRAP! He saw me. He'll tell everyone at school that I live in an orphanage. I'll never hear the end of it. This is a disaster.
I open the small church's door and step into the quiet, dark room. No one was in there. I let out my held breath and start lighting a few candles on the alter and walls. The whole place slowly lit up, and I could feel magic swirling around me. Taking a seat in one of the long wooden pews and placing my pillow under my knees, kneeling, I began to 'pray.' When I was younger, the nuns would take me to church every Sunday morning, and if I had been 'naughty' over the week, the nuns wouldn't let me use the pillow, making my knees turn a gross brown and yellow colour.
Because I was to direct my own mass by coming here the evening before Sunday, I began to sing to myself as a starter. I dropped my eyelids and let the room absorb me.
"Lamb of God you take away the sins of the world, have mercy on us."
"Boo." A voice coos.
"AHHH!" I shriek. I turn around to see Ikuto sitting behind me. Of course, he has his infamous smirk showcased on his heavenly face. "What do you want?" I ask coldly.
"You have a nice voice, Mary." he comments, ignoring my question.
"Don't call me Mary. And thank you."
"So Amu Hinamori goes to church. That's unexpected." he teases.
"Why?"
"Because you're... well..." he begins, not knowing how to explain.
"Trampy? Tough?" I try to find the word for him.
"Yes. Are you helping out at the orphanage too? What did you do? Or is this for high school volunteering hours?"
"No." I answer quietly. How can he be so dumb? Isn't it obvious that I live there?
"But you-" he starts to say.
"I've lived there my entire life."
"Oh." It's quiet for a while after I spilled.
"My mother had me when she was sixteen. She didn't want to keep me so she dropped me off here. Never heard from her, never wanted to." he remained quiet while I told my story. "Don't you dare tell anyone at school, or I will make sure that you can never have children." I threaten.
"Ok!" he confirms. "It's kind of... sad."
"So Ikuto Tsukiyomi has feelings. That's unexpected." I reply sarcastically.
"Yeah. Duh." he says, poking my back from the pew behind me. "I just can't imagine... growing up there. I couldn't last a day. But I guess I'll have to. My parents are making me stay until I'm done paying back to the community."
"Why are you being so nice to me?" I ask.
"Well, you may not know this, but I'm not that bad of a guy. And you spark some of my interest. Unlike all of the other girls at school." he laughs.
"Because I'm an orphan." I say bluntly.
"Partly." he laughs again.
"Hmm. Thanks. I always thought you were some shallow playboy. Delinquent. Bad boy. You know."
"I am. Around dumb people. But I can tell that you're smart. You can see behind my pathetic act."
"Act?" I question.
"There is nothing interesting about Little River. I've grown up here, and I'm bored. I've always been. I've never told anyone that. Every girl in this town has fallen in love with me at one point in time. Except you. Because you can see that I'm a fake. I want to get out of Little River, and meet new people."
"Yeah. I want to go away too. I've always wanted to run from the Carnation House, but I don't know where to go. There's a whole world out there." I look up to the front of the church. The altar stands in the centre of the room, and the candles burn, sharing a beautiful glow on the walls.
Suddenly, I could feel something moving up my leg. It finds its way to my waist, making me shiver. Is Ikuto feeling me up? I can't say anything. My mouth is jammed shut.
"Ikuto! Are you sick?! This is a church!" I manage to say, but before I can tell him to leave me alone, my mouth is covered with his, strong arms are pressing against my back and neck. His tongue explored my mouth. I must admit, he's a pretty good kisser. My mind started buzzing in that moment. Is everything he told me complete bullshit? Is he just the same, shallow playboy? I can't believe I just poured my heart out to him.
His arms around my waist, he pulled me closer - as if we weren't close enough. Our bodies start leaning to the ground. I have to stop this. I pull my arm back, and in one motion, I slap him in the face.
"What the hell was that for?!" he exclaims. He looks very hurt. Not from the pain of the slap, but from the slap itself.
"You can't just do that! You're such a pig!" I shout.
"I thought you would like it." he looks arounud him, confused. His expression changes into a smirk, of course. "It is me after all."
"You kiss like a dog. Now leave." I lie.
"Aww Amu, don't be harsh."
"Out!" I yell, pointing to the back of the church.
"Fine." He gets up, his footsteps growing quiet as I turn back to the altar. The church door opens and closes.
I close my eyes, too, and begin to pray to myself. After a few minutes, a voice speaks up.
"Amu, hello again." A voice greets. I know who it is. His voice is as gentle as a raindrop falling on a rose petal. But it's strong like a hurricane at the same time.
"Hello Father Tsukasa." I say.
"Is something troubling you?"
"Just normal stuff. The nuns don't like me, my mom doesn't like me, I keep lying to my friends, and soon, they won't like me." I rant.
"Amu, I will tell you something I wish I knew when I was your age. It's your life. Be what you want to be, do what you want to do. God gave you this as a gift. You are merely just a rock being carried by a stream. A stream that has many paths. You choose your own destiny. Do what you honestly believe is right, and in time, it won't matter. We'll all end up in the same place." he wises.
"Thank you, Father Tsukasa. But why, when everything goes wrong, everything else becomes wrong too?"
"The laws of nature, I suppose. On a high mountain, if one boulder is out of place, it will come rolling down. This leaves every other boulder out of balance. It is only expected that the rocks will come tumbling down." he explains philosophically.
I think about that. Father Tsukasa really likes metaphores. But what he said was true; I do create my own destiny.
"Thank you, Father."
"I guess that's the end of your hour. See you next week. Or maybe I'll stop by the Cafe tomorrow." he says.
"That would be great." I stand and begin to make my way out of the church.
"Oh, and tell your male friend that he is welcome back anytime." he calls after me.
If you have ever seen an emergency exit sign, you know, the ones they have at some doors in public places? You know how they are red, but they glow, too? That was the exact colour my face turned after he said that.
"Bye Father Tsukasa."
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