Prologue
I shut the door behind me, not wanting her to see my face. I check myself in the mirror, and I find it neutral as ever, but my eyes betray the very emotion I have not showed in thirteen years.
Sadness.
I refuse to believe it. I refuse to bring my eyes upon the truth behind my misery; I have never and will show any emotion to the weakling, my only disgrace. She does not deserve these, but I watch helplessly as a perfect drop of water leaks from my stone-hard eyes, rolling downwards gently over my cheek and to the bottom of my chin. Then it falls, and time freezes. I watch the tear falling to the ground below my feet with a light thud. I stand there in shock and I realize what just happened. I wipe furiously at my tears, but the damage is done.
This is the first time I have cried in over a decade.
[Hello! This is my second fanfiction and I hope you guys can support me by reviewing and commenting on my stories. I've got better at writing but I'm no professional so please let me know how I can improve my works. Hope you enjoy!]
GirlItsCalledWierd
P.S I'll update every Saturday