The Whammy's Collection

Drabble: Lies

Reflections were fake, unrealistic things. They lied and made you think highly or not-so highly about yourself depending on the circumstance. They were just like cruel people, always twisting the vision of those who are more gullible then others so that they believe a lie.

Or at the very least, thats how a boy branded only by the letter "A" felt when his best friend, a boy branded by the letter "B", would see all the horrors that A couldn't see in his friend.

"A why do I even try? I mean look at my eyes, A. They are disgusting. Their red for god-fucking-sakes. No one good has red eyes." Screamed the usually very quiet black haired boy as he hugged his best friend tighter, grabbing clumps of the other boys shirt in his fist all the while.

A looked at B skeptically, wishing to see these so-called red eyes that B claimed to have and sighed. B didn't have red eyes, why would he say such a thing? At the moment they were looking rather hazel, but that only happened when they boy cried like he was now. B had brown eyes, not red eyes. Why would he believe such lies?

The artistic one of the two grabbed B's face and held it with his two hands carefully, making it so B had to look him in the eyes. Forcing B to look in his bluer then ever eyes, to make sure he wasn't colour blind.

"The Mirror is feeding you lies, Beyond." Was all the usually very emotional boy said before he got up and walked over to the mirror and smashed it into a million tiny pieces.

"I wont have the mirror telling you any more lies."

Authors note: Awwww, thank you guys for all your really supportive reviews that I got from last chapter. They made me smile for like three hours and then I made my sister read them to prove that people actually like what their reading 8D Thank you guys sooooo sooooo much 8D

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