Title: The Red
Author: Alia Nights
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Dull, emotionless eyes stared out into the bleak nothingness the sky had to offer. No stars were out and the moon, though remained pure throughout the millennia, held a pale red glow about it. Red. The color of lust; of love. How befitting as one could be. Poor, poor child, torn between two worlds. That is what 'he' had said. Torn.. How completely right he was. But, did he know how torn, exactly? Does he even care? No.. if he did.. I would be There, with Him. The girl curled up into a slightly fetal position, legs drawn close to her chest as her arms hugged them the closest to her even as pools of melancholy, plagued by the lost hope that had been there. Gone now. Gone...
She felt... belittled, alone, unwanted and all because of one person, if he could be called that at all. I should have never went back. But I knew.. if I didn't then where would my friends have gone? Would they have stayed with that conniving, vindictive asshole? Oh how it all had changed and it seemed so sudden.. but it wasn't. I should have noticed sooner.. should have been aware of the warning signs that blared red through my mind. But I was naive, still a worthless child that was always in need of being rescued to him. Eyes fell closed, eyelashes damp from a tear or two that had been held back, kept from falling. No. She wouldn't cry over him. Not anymore for he was not worth the heartache she had been put through for two years now. She had been deemed an unstable young woman in school and none dared to come close to her, even in the halls.
Outcast Yes. That is what she was, or rather, is. All those days of school missed, so many different excuses made up by her grandfather, her mother being kind and caring; understanding. But her brother. Bless her brother's soul for he would wait up for her at night when he knew she would be back. With a warm smile and open arms he would always greet her, ask her how she had been. For what? Would he get the answers he sought to his questions and then belittle her once her back was turned? No. My little brother would never do that. He doesn't have the heart to be so thoughtless and judgmental. Or was he....
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