Okokokokok. FORGIVE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. I know that its been a long time, but I've been wondering how to do this chapter. I had a few ideas but nothing seemed to work!!!!! Well anyways, now that its here, you might as well enjoy it.
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I walked along the edge of the river, it always seemed to have such a calming effect on me. I crouched down and ran my hand through the water. I cupped some in my hand and slowly brought it to my mouth. I sipped it before tossing it back into the water, where I watched the resulting ripples with a lot more interest than I felt. It had tasted okay, better than the water at my apartment (well, at least it wasn't brown!). Actually, now that I thought about it, I liked the way it tasted. Like nature. Good. I had a lot of memories at rivers, with my family, with the orphanage, and just with myself for company. There was a memory I remembered everyday, it was still crystal clear, the words as crisp as if I'd spoken them not twelve years ago, but twelve minutes.
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(flashback)
I stood at the edge of the water, holding my mother's hand. "but Mommy, why do you gotta go away?" I asked innocently. She looked surprised for a moment , before smiling softly and kneeling down so we were at the same height "honey," she said sadly "Everyone has to go away eventually." I threw my little arms around her and squeezed, trying to make her realize that she had to stay. "But mommy, I don't want you to leave, I love you! Please stay, I love you so much!" I began to cry, why couldn't my mommy just stay? "some people just have to go, sweetheart. They don't have a choice. I want you to have a good life, one I never had, just try to be yourself, and smile more." she said as she pushed up the corners of my trembling lips "just do this for me, and I promise, you'll be alright!". "NO!" I yelled through ragged sobs. "please, please, I need you!" I yelled as I pulled myself even closer to her, we were practically stuck to each other like glue. She pulled a lock of my hair away from my face, and tucked it behind my ear " your beautiful, Breanne, my baby, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise, when you find a man you want to love, make sure he loves you just as much as I do, honey. When he can look at you, with makeup running down your face, your hair unbrushed, in your sweats, and he says 'god, your beautiful' and means it, you know he's the one." "but mommy, I still don't want you to leave, why are you telling me this? Aren't you coming back? If you come back, you can see me do all these things yourself!"
She sighed and rested her head on my shoulder as she began to cry too. We sat there for hours in the snow, until eventually, "they" came to get her. I called them "they" because I didn't know what else to call them, you see they weren't exactly human, but not monster either. I sat waiting for my mother to come back for what seemed like days, until the police found me unconscious in the snow. What rotten luck. When I woke up, I cried for hours, realizing that my mom had been saying those things to prepare me, because she really wasn't coming back, I was left alone. The police stopped by a weird looking building. They had said they were taking me home, but this wasn't home, there were kids, my age, older , and younger, playing in the front yard. I asked where I was "orphanage" they responded. I cocked my head to the side. I'd never heard that word before. A couple ladies who looked like nuns came running out, and took my luggage. I opened the door "hey! Don't touch that, that's my stuff! No!" I yelled, they came over and started explaining to me why I was going to live here now, but I wouldn't listen. 'No! I want to go home!" I screamed as I began to cry again. Eventually, they had to rip me out of the vehicle, and as my fingers slipped from the door, so did my grip on everything that mattered. Nothing did anymore. I was alone.
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I punched my fist into the ground, as the memories sorrow became my own once again. My hand was bleeding pretty badly, (I had hit a rock when I had stupidly hit the ground) and I began to cry as the days stress caught up with me, crashing together like a train wreck. Suddenly I was extremely tired, and just wanted to go home and get a hot shower. I heard the crackling of the dense underbrush, I quickly whirled on the intruder, my muscles pumped with adrenaline. It was just the guy with the stardust like hair (I really needed to learn his name!) and I relaxed. "all students are supposed to be in there dorms by now, what are you doing here?" he said coolly. "oh, nothing, but may, I ask sir what are you doing here?" I said sarcastically. He raised an eyebrow "sir?". I relaxed even more, thanks to his calm demeanor "well, I hardly know your name."
"Zero"
"one namer, eh?"
"Kiryuu"
"put those together and we get…?"
"Zero Kiryuu" he said, annoyed.
"YAY! You did it! That's our lesson for today, children!" secretly, I was laughing inside. I usually didn't act like this around people, but for some reason, something about him was really relaxing. 'his comatose expressions, maybe?" I joked to myself .
Yes, everything was quite fine until I made the worst mistake of my life. I RAISED MY FIST. Yes that's right, the bloody cut up, reduced to hamburger meat one.
All the sudden, his eyes turned a real dark shade of red, crimson, and he began to make this choking noise, as he looked at me out of the corner of his eyes. And I ran.
I ran until my feet were swollen and bloody, and even then I pushed my abused feet further. I ran straight to the bus stop, and past it, straight to my apartment, this time ignoring the rats, and the drunk guys in the bar hitting on me. As soon as I got in, I was greeted by my five dogs, Ratter, Teddy, Mose, Yodel, and Ti, but I blew past them, too. I locked the door, closed the blinds, made sure the windows were tightly closed, before finally allowing myself the luxury of sitting down.
Would you like to know the reason I ran so fast, the reason I ran as soon as I saw that evil colour, the one that brings nothing but bad? Of course you would.
When he changed, he looked exactly like the things that took Mom away.
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YAY! Finally done! Please ,please, please, please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-ur friend serenity!