Once we where upstairs, we sat down near the window and started talking.
" So, what's your story?" I asked her.
" What do you mean?" She asked in return
" Why is someone like you out here alone?" I said
" I didn't have anything holding me back where I came from. My own parents said they loved me, but then call me things like devil child and little shit. They didn't seem to give a damn left or right about me. My whole family just gave me hollow promises and dirty looks.
But I did have one close friend. His name was Jason. He loved me like I was his family. I loved him the same way. He wasn't from the " right side of the tracks", so my parents didn't approve of me hanging out with him. But I still did. I myself didn't have their approval.
He got into some trouble later on at work. He had heard some things that I guess he didn't need to. Something about some high and mightys that this group of local thugs where gonna take out and then rob.
Jason, having the morals that he did, wasn't gonna just take that sitting down. He told me about it too, back at his place. I warned him to be careful about what he was going to do.
Before we could even head out the door, they where at the threshold. We tried to fight them off, but there where too many of them. I was being held to the ground and struggling to get up when I heard a loud bang ring through the air. Then two more followed.
All I could do was scream and leap to my feet before they shot me too, in the left side. The pain, and I guess blood loss soon caused me to fall to the floor and that's where I stayed for around four days. When, I finally got up to my feet, he was gone. I don't know what I went through, but the wound was almost completely healed on that fourth day.
Since then, things have been as they usually where, except for that gapping hole in my life that Jason used to fill" Macha finished as if there was more to say but couldn't find the strength to do it.
" So, you've been hungry and tired?" I asked
" Well, yeah," Macha answered, " Why? You think I'm some sort of zombie or something?"
" No. Not at all," I said. God, I hated lying to the girl. I knew she knew that I was lying.
" Something like that," She said. I saw that she was starting to cry. Her eyeliner and mascara was running and making lines on her face that seemed all to familiar. She looked completely defeated. I didn't really know what to do at first and then it came to me.
" Macha, is it okay if I ask to do something?" I said.
" Not at all. Long as its legal" She answered with a smirk.
" It is, I think. Just don't be afraid." I said, trying to be as calm as I could. I reached up my hands and I touched her head. The flashes began.
I saw her at a young age, probably around twelve, she was hiding in her closet with tears leaving streaks on her face. Her green eyes where blood shot and swollen. Then, a short woman with wild hair came and grabbed her arm and pulled her up forcefully.
" Just suck it up! You don't want me to call your father home from work now do you?" the woman said, " Hello! I asked you a question! Do you? huh?'
" No.. ma'am" Macha said through sobs.
It then went to where Macha was about fourteen. She was sitting in a coffee shop it looked like. She was looking over her song book and deep in though.
A group of misfit looking boys walked in and were clowning around. One with dark hair and a smart smirk on his face accidentally spilled his soda on her lap.
" My God! Look what you did you little jerk!" Macha yelled.
" I'm sorry. Really I am." the boy said. He grabbed some napkins and was going to help her clean up the mess.
" No really, I've got it." Macha said.
" You sure? By the way, I'm Jason." he said.
" I'm Macha"
The flashes then changed too Macha the way she looked now. She was in a run down looking apartment with what looked like an older version of Jason .
" I can't just sit back and do nothing" Jason said.
" Not now though Jason. You know better than anyone what these people will do to you if they find out you played a nark." Macha said.
" Please just let me go" Jason said
" Not without me" Macha said.
They headed for the door, but it was opened and about seven men swarmed in.
" well, well, well. Looky ,looky what we have here." one of the men said.
" Macha. Run. Now. Go" Jason yelled.
" No. I'm not leaving you." Macha said.
A man tried to grab her, but she kicked and hit him. Several others started in on both her and Jason. They put up a good fight, but they over powered them. Macha was thrown to the floor and her hands where pulled behind her back as she was being held down.
She struggled to get up as Jason was thrown against the wall. A little afterwards two shots rang through the air.
" No!" Macha screamed. She pushed up with her legs and rose to her feet. She ran toward Jason's lifeless body before another shot rang through the air. She fell to her knees and then back on to her back.
A few minutes later, they where all gone. They had taken Jason and left her to die. I saw as a stream of blood ran down from her mouth and curled. Her lips where moving and she was singing.
" Black bird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly. You've been waiting all your life for this moment to arise" Macha sang as tears once again streaked her face and then..... there was nothing.
