Disclaimer: This plot is mine as is River. The characters are named from the show Sailor Moon and Serena looks like her animation self, but that's pretty much where the similarities end. This is a total AU fic with almost nothing from the show. Also, this is a REALLY old story, my first actually now that I think about it. No flames that are too hot please lol. Oh, I am NOT encouraging suicide in anyway. Enjoy the story and please review.
Smile,
~Liz~
Tears
I gazed at the fresh paper, white and crisp as the droplets of water from my eyes made the pages soft, venerable, and wet. I closed my book up, lay down on my bed, and poured my heart out on my soft, but cold pillow of blue silk.
~The next day~
I walked into the arcade calmly, and gracefully full of poise. I didn't trip at all. So much unlike my normal bouncy self.
I must have looked awful, with permanent tear stains streaked on my ashen face and without any make up on.
My hair dragged on the dirty green tiled floor, but I didn't pick it up. Why bother? Andrew gazed up at me from behind the counter. The instant he saw my face, he knew something was wrong.
"Serena, what's wrong? You look so sad." He said.
"Nothing," I replied quietly. He looked at me strangely and said,
"I know it's something, but I also know that when you want to, you'll tell me."
"Thanks, Andy," I said. He put a mint chocolate chip milkshake, my favorite kind, down on the counter in front of me.
"It's on the house." he said,
"Thanks, but no thanks, Andrew." I told him quietly. I wasn't in the mood for milkshakes, only answers. Just then, Darien walked into the arcade! He walked straight over to the counter, and hadn't realized I was there yet. Just as well I thought, except I needed those answers.
I raised my head off my arms, and looked up. I started straight into Darien's soul. As I stared, I tried to decipher his eyes before he abruptly turned away. Unshed tears made their way to my eyes, before I could stop them, and I tried desperately to keep them in. They stayed, but he had wielded a new knife into my heart by looking away. I decided to ask my questions.
After all how bad could the answers be anyway since my heart was already broken.
"Darien," I asked, "why did you leave me?" He looked at me, and I asked quietly, "Was it another... another girl?" He looked away, and said,
"Yes." I couldn't believe it. I was blown away. He was cheating on me for another girl. I glanced at Darien before continuing. "What's her name?" He was silent for a moment before answering.
"Well, uh... her name is River."
"River?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah, River. Did you hear me stutter my real girlfriend's name?" That really stung, even if I had guessed it all along. Darien, is... was my soul mate, my boyfriend, and my first and only love.
"How long have you been dating her?" I asked casually even though I was trying my hardest to keep my tears in.
"For about six months," he muttered.
"Six months??!!" I screamed. I couldn't believe it. He was really cheating on me, and for six months none the less. I didn't even realize a thing! I started crying then. I couldn't help it. The tears just started coming and I was powerless to stop them. They were crystal clear tears, filled with my purity and pain. They streamed from my eyes, and traveled down my face to my nose. From my nose, they dripped over my lips, and off my chin to the floor with a quiet "drip". Darien again turned away from me.
The tears fell faster now. I knew I had to leave. Andrew, had just come over when I jumped off of the rickety stool. I ran out the door before Andrew could stop me. He then proceeded to jump over the counter and chase me. I could her his voice as I ran.
"Serena, Serena, wait! Come back!!" He called out.
I kept running, until I arrived at the Crystal Lake bridge. I stopped and looked over the railing. I stared at the image of a girl in the water. Me. I never really spent much time looking in the mirror, analyzing myself. Sure, a quick stop by it to see if my hair was straight, but that was about it. But, now, I had all the time in the world. To criticize myself, convince myself about everything wrong with my body, but that's not what I wanted to do. I wanted to see me, not just a reflection, but the real me. I looked into the shimmering waters below. I gazed hard, and saw a face, a somewhat small face. A face with creamy white skin, and no blemishes. I saw medium sized, pinkish red lips. No chapping on them, just soft, smooth, skin; a somewhat small sized nose, with a few soft freckles sprinkled sparsely here and there. Very high cheekbones, on creamy buttermilk skin, painted with the fresh look of roses. Finely sized ears, with two gold rose, earrings in each ear. Hair that traveled from the tip of the scalp down to the ankles. The hair, that was usually held in it's "meatball" style, was set free. It was the color of the sun, and molten gold. It was swaying in the breeze, silky, and smooth. Finally, I came upon the most important part, they eyes, the windows to one's soul. The eyes were a bright cerulean blue, that with a flash, could look like lightning, or Willow trees swaying in the breeze. Eyes, with 1,000,000 and more different looks, and emotions. My eyes. My windows to My soul. My soul was clear, and overflowing with pain, and the feeling of unwant, and hurt.
How should I do it? Jump off the bridge? Take pills? Slit my wrists or throat? I'll jump, I think. Much more suiting. Besides, I've always loved the water.
At just that moment, Andrew came up behind me. He was panting. Obviously from running,
probably looking for me.
"(Pant, pant) Serena... (pant) what (pant) happened (pant) why did you (pant) leave?" He asked. I let him catch his breath, while I figured out what to say. Finally, I said calmly, in a soft and sad voice that I didn't quite recognize:
"We broke up. He found a prettier, smarter, and better girl to date, I guess." He gazed at me with a look of pure disbelief, before replying,
"Serena, that's not true, that can't be it. He loves you with all his heart and soul. I know, I can see it."
"Oh, it's not true?!" I demanded. "Her name's River, and he's been cheating on me with her for over six months!" I screamed. At that moment, my eyes starting tearing over, and I sobbed loudly, my body shaking and rocking. Andrew wrapped me in a tight hug, in which he intended for me to just let loose my feelings and emotions. I did just that. I sobbed on his green polo shirt, making large wet marks, where my eyes had been. The unwant started leaving slowly, but surely and I knew I was still loved. Andrew loved me, even if it was more of a "family love".
Unfortunately, the pain was still there. Andrew comforted me, like a big brother, saying soothing words, whilst rubbing my back. He reminded me somewhat of Darien, and how he used to comfort me when I was upset or hurt. The only difference, was the feeling of myself in Darien's arms, versus Andrew's arms. Andrew, was more of my "big brother", while Darien, was my boyfriend. There's quite a big difference.
When I had calmed down enough, Andrew asked me what happened. He already knew Darien, and I had broken up, but he had few details.
Whatcha think?? Please review :)
Smile,
~Liz~
Tears
I gazed at the fresh paper, white and crisp as the droplets of water from my eyes made the pages soft, venerable, and wet. I closed my book up, lay down on my bed, and poured my heart out on my soft, but cold pillow of blue silk.
~The next day~
I walked into the arcade calmly, and gracefully full of poise. I didn't trip at all. So much unlike my normal bouncy self.
I must have looked awful, with permanent tear stains streaked on my ashen face and without any make up on.
My hair dragged on the dirty green tiled floor, but I didn't pick it up. Why bother? Andrew gazed up at me from behind the counter. The instant he saw my face, he knew something was wrong.
"Serena, what's wrong? You look so sad." He said.
"Nothing," I replied quietly. He looked at me strangely and said,
"I know it's something, but I also know that when you want to, you'll tell me."
"Thanks, Andy," I said. He put a mint chocolate chip milkshake, my favorite kind, down on the counter in front of me.
"It's on the house." he said,
"Thanks, but no thanks, Andrew." I told him quietly. I wasn't in the mood for milkshakes, only answers. Just then, Darien walked into the arcade! He walked straight over to the counter, and hadn't realized I was there yet. Just as well I thought, except I needed those answers.
I raised my head off my arms, and looked up. I started straight into Darien's soul. As I stared, I tried to decipher his eyes before he abruptly turned away. Unshed tears made their way to my eyes, before I could stop them, and I tried desperately to keep them in. They stayed, but he had wielded a new knife into my heart by looking away. I decided to ask my questions.
After all how bad could the answers be anyway since my heart was already broken.
"Darien," I asked, "why did you leave me?" He looked at me, and I asked quietly, "Was it another... another girl?" He looked away, and said,
"Yes." I couldn't believe it. I was blown away. He was cheating on me for another girl. I glanced at Darien before continuing. "What's her name?" He was silent for a moment before answering.
"Well, uh... her name is River."
"River?" I asked incredulously.
"Yeah, River. Did you hear me stutter my real girlfriend's name?" That really stung, even if I had guessed it all along. Darien, is... was my soul mate, my boyfriend, and my first and only love.
"How long have you been dating her?" I asked casually even though I was trying my hardest to keep my tears in.
"For about six months," he muttered.
"Six months??!!" I screamed. I couldn't believe it. He was really cheating on me, and for six months none the less. I didn't even realize a thing! I started crying then. I couldn't help it. The tears just started coming and I was powerless to stop them. They were crystal clear tears, filled with my purity and pain. They streamed from my eyes, and traveled down my face to my nose. From my nose, they dripped over my lips, and off my chin to the floor with a quiet "drip". Darien again turned away from me.
The tears fell faster now. I knew I had to leave. Andrew, had just come over when I jumped off of the rickety stool. I ran out the door before Andrew could stop me. He then proceeded to jump over the counter and chase me. I could her his voice as I ran.
"Serena, Serena, wait! Come back!!" He called out.
I kept running, until I arrived at the Crystal Lake bridge. I stopped and looked over the railing. I stared at the image of a girl in the water. Me. I never really spent much time looking in the mirror, analyzing myself. Sure, a quick stop by it to see if my hair was straight, but that was about it. But, now, I had all the time in the world. To criticize myself, convince myself about everything wrong with my body, but that's not what I wanted to do. I wanted to see me, not just a reflection, but the real me. I looked into the shimmering waters below. I gazed hard, and saw a face, a somewhat small face. A face with creamy white skin, and no blemishes. I saw medium sized, pinkish red lips. No chapping on them, just soft, smooth, skin; a somewhat small sized nose, with a few soft freckles sprinkled sparsely here and there. Very high cheekbones, on creamy buttermilk skin, painted with the fresh look of roses. Finely sized ears, with two gold rose, earrings in each ear. Hair that traveled from the tip of the scalp down to the ankles. The hair, that was usually held in it's "meatball" style, was set free. It was the color of the sun, and molten gold. It was swaying in the breeze, silky, and smooth. Finally, I came upon the most important part, they eyes, the windows to one's soul. The eyes were a bright cerulean blue, that with a flash, could look like lightning, or Willow trees swaying in the breeze. Eyes, with 1,000,000 and more different looks, and emotions. My eyes. My windows to My soul. My soul was clear, and overflowing with pain, and the feeling of unwant, and hurt.
How should I do it? Jump off the bridge? Take pills? Slit my wrists or throat? I'll jump, I think. Much more suiting. Besides, I've always loved the water.
At just that moment, Andrew came up behind me. He was panting. Obviously from running,
probably looking for me.
"(Pant, pant) Serena... (pant) what (pant) happened (pant) why did you (pant) leave?" He asked. I let him catch his breath, while I figured out what to say. Finally, I said calmly, in a soft and sad voice that I didn't quite recognize:
"We broke up. He found a prettier, smarter, and better girl to date, I guess." He gazed at me with a look of pure disbelief, before replying,
"Serena, that's not true, that can't be it. He loves you with all his heart and soul. I know, I can see it."
"Oh, it's not true?!" I demanded. "Her name's River, and he's been cheating on me with her for over six months!" I screamed. At that moment, my eyes starting tearing over, and I sobbed loudly, my body shaking and rocking. Andrew wrapped me in a tight hug, in which he intended for me to just let loose my feelings and emotions. I did just that. I sobbed on his green polo shirt, making large wet marks, where my eyes had been. The unwant started leaving slowly, but surely and I knew I was still loved. Andrew loved me, even if it was more of a "family love".
Unfortunately, the pain was still there. Andrew comforted me, like a big brother, saying soothing words, whilst rubbing my back. He reminded me somewhat of Darien, and how he used to comfort me when I was upset or hurt. The only difference, was the feeling of myself in Darien's arms, versus Andrew's arms. Andrew, was more of my "big brother", while Darien, was my boyfriend. There's quite a big difference.
When I had calmed down enough, Andrew asked me what happened. He already knew Darien, and I had broken up, but he had few details.
Whatcha think?? Please review :)