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Porcelain Doll: Chapter 3
by Loren




SeeDs...

SeeDs caused this...
They took him away from me.

I thought SeeDs were the good guys. That's what the newspapers called them. Why would they want to kill my daddy? He wasn't bad... Of course he wasn't! My daddy would never hurt anyone! How DARE they?! I feel so mad lately!

Rightly so though! He was really smart. He had poe-ten-sawl. He promised me he would spend more time with me. He promised me and my mom the world.

But the SeeDs took him away. I don't know why. SeeDs are like a brand-new thing, I think. Or was that just the Gardens?

His obituary had ruled his death to be an assassination. It was unknown whose hand had slain him, but it was rumored to be by hired mercenaries. It was suspected to be the newly-established SeeD. Very little was done to investigate this supposition though.

And who told them to do this? To kill my daddy. Who made them shoot him? Who could hate him so badly to do that?

Uh-oh. Mommy's crying again.

Fujin blinked in the darkness, and shut her eyes again. She stretched and pretended to fall sleep, in case her mother would peek into her room. For the past weeks, it's been an on-going cycle. Her mother would act cheerful, but at the slightest hint of misery around her, would break down into a crying fit. Intensely.

It was getting harder for her to get out of bed in the morning. To be a mom, even though she wasn't the greatest in the first place. If Fujin would trod into her room to wake her, she would be responded with excuses and curses. Before all this, Fujin would accept her mother's oddities for the sake of her father. She feared if they fought over her, her father would go away. She wasn't certain if her mother knew that, but she would do whatever to her without any reverence of what could happen if others knew.

Fujin didn't care anymore. She tried to be nice and polite to her, but her father was gone and there was no point to letting things slide. She tried to take care of her, like a good girl. Fujin would carry food to her, only to be ignored. The servants carried pity, and would try to fit into the matronly spot that her own mother abandoned so long time ago.

It was a beautiful Sunday morning when Fujin crept to her shaded room. The withdrawal was getting ridiculous. As hard as it was, they had to move on. Or at least survive. Bills weren't getting paid. Her father's money couldn't support everything forever. Who knew how long it would be until they were kicked onto the streets?

" Ann?" her mother peeped from the covers, obviously in her delusional world.

" Mom?" Fujin came to stand by the bed. " I need you to get up."

Her mother turned over and smiled a sweet smile. " My darling, what are you doing out of bed?"

" It's almost noon, Mom."

" Come here, Ann. Did you have another terrible nightmare?" she reached to embrace Fujin.

Fujin smacked her ashen hands away, frustrated with her world and ready to explode. " Stop calling me that!"

Her mother stared at her with wide eyes for what seemed forever, then collasped back into sobbing.

" Stop it," Fujin pulled away her covers that she clung onto. " You can't just hide in this room forever. All you do is cry for the dead. For Uncle Ward, for daddy, for her!"

The sad specimen of a woman opened her mouth to speak, but Fujin would allow her no utterance.

" They're dead," she gritted her teeth as she harshly accentuated the word. "Your brother disappeared, Ann is gone, and daddy got killed! They're gone! And you're acting like you're already gone!"

The girl panted slightly, and waited for her mother to react. To chide her, to scream, to be spoken down condescendingly. Something. She didn't do anything, just sat there, staring off into oblivion.

" Perhaps this is all too much," she finally spoke. " Too much."

" Mommy...?" Fujin said, seeking an expression of affection. She wondered if she finally won her mother over. Was speaking up against her the thing that would wash away the years of distance?

What the ill woman said next crushed any hope of reconciliation.



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Annoying Questions To Tick You Off (at least they're supposed to summon anticipation. If not, just amuse me anyway!).


1) Who killed Fujin's father? Why?


2) What's up with her mom?


3) Who is Ann?


4) And what will happen to Fujin?


5) Are the pronouns confusing? (She, he, they)


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