Chapter 10:
Zephyr stared out the window of the train, only half enjoying the tingle Odd's lips had left on her own. She was mentally admonishing herself.
"You just had to get attached, didn't you?" She grumbled at herself. It wasn't that she didn't like Odd-it was quite the polar opposite. "Why'd you have to go and kiss him? Why'd you let him kiss you? I hope you're happy." And she was happy, even as the train jittered uneasily towards a new country and a new family.
Several people stared and whispered, but the fourteen year old didn't care. All she wanted was to turn the train around and back towards France.
"Love sucks," She growled. But even as she said it her heart had the most wonderful feeling, fluttering around inside her ribcage. Even after all of the abuse, all of the torture, she knew, as all people in love do,
"Someone loves me. They love me for me." And she smiled sadly as the train went from France to Belgium, miles and miles away from where she wanted to be.
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"Love sucks," Odd told Ulrich as they made their way to the breakfast hall a few mornings after that day in the rain.
"It must be who you're in love with, then, cause I'm in love with Yumi and I feel great," Ulrich smiled subtly.
"It's not the fact that it's her," Odd seethed, fully livid, "It's the fact that I'm never going to see her again," His voice grew sullen and dull.
"Well, there are other girls out there for you, and other boys out there for her. It's life. Life goes on no matter what," The brunette shrugged and continued walking to the cafeteria, but his purple clad friend changed his course, a very rare thing for him to do. He went where he always had when he had a problem. He went to the roof.
Yet, against what he wished most desperately, there was no Zephyr staring out at the distance, chin propped on an elbow. Instead there was just the wind and the rooftops stretching into the distance. There was the sun and the clouds and the blue, blue sky. He looked out at one rooftop in particular, and could almost see her there beside him, pointing at it.
"As we speak there's someone waiting for me. He's waiting to hit me. To remind me that I am a worthless animal…"
Her sobbing voice ricocheted around his skull until he thought he would go insane. He turned to walk down to breakfast, finally, and turned to remind the wind and the sun and the blue, blue sky,
"She's better off this way."
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I know, I know short, but another chapter later.