AN: Alright, this one's about Luxandra Swiverland who belongs to Daughter of the Thunder Man.
And here comes another sad/angst oneshot...:/
Chapter 4: Luxandra Swiverland- PINK
"Before I could really comprehend it, my life as I knew it changed forever."
Pink.
That's what everything in her room was.
Pink walls.
Pink dressers.
Pink bed.
Pink curtains.
Pink ceiling fan.
Even the damn clothes that she was wearing were pink.
Almost every fucking thing she owned was pink.
WHY WAS EVERYTHING SO DAMN PINK?
And that's when Luxandra finally snapped.
She let out an animal-like scream and then started to tear up her room.
She ripped and tore down the curtains.
She went on to overturn her pink table, with all her pink papers and pink school supplies.
She pushed over her pink dresser.
And when all that wasn't enough, she started picking up things and hurling them against the wall.
Her pink alarm clock.
SMASH
Her pink mirror.
SMASH
Her porcelain dolls that wore pink dresses.
SMASH
SMASH
SMASH
Her pink fan.
SMASH
She grabbed a hold of her pink picture frame, and was about to hurl it at the wall, but stopped. She saw who were in the picture that was in the picture frame.
Her family… It was back when she was around 3 years old.
Everything when she was a child seemed so easy.
Her family was still doing fine, then.
The fights her parents had were about silly little things, and were just banters. They actually spent time together and it didn't end up in a disaster. They ate dinner together and enjoyed each other's company.
Her legs were shaking, and gave out from under her.
She just sat there, looking at the photograph.
The photograph that captured the perfect and happy times.
Without even knowing it, tears slid down her face.
And then, she started sobbing. All of the feelings of anger, hatred, and betrayal had left her after she had desecrated her room. Now, all she could do was cry and be alone, in her shattered room, her old life in pieces before her.
...
The door of her bedroom opened, and in came Annie, her personal maid. The woman gasped and put a hand over her mouth. She quickly went over and kneeled beside Luxandra.
The girl looked over at the intruder. "Annie!" Luxandra cried, and quickly rapped her arms around the woman, crying into her.
Annie just held the girl in her arms. She knew what had happened. She actually saw the whole thing transpire.
She had a feeling that nothing for Miss Luxandra would be the same.
…
She remodeled her room.
New dressers.
New bed.
New curtains.
New ceiling fan.
The walls were now painted over.
She bought new clothes.
She replaced everything in her room.
Everything was dark.
Now nothing was pink.