CHAPTER THREE: The Meeting of Kairi
16 years later.
Sorren heard the rattling of keys coming from the front door; this meant that his father was home. He quickly jumped from his bedroom window, gracefully landing on the solid surface. Sorren winced in pain, his body covered in bruises, his father's doing. Sorren waited until he knew for sure his father wasn't around until he took off down the street.
Meanwhile, Edward stumbled into the front door, dropping his keys more times than necessary. While he put the keys on the table he took another swig from the bottle he was carrying in his left hand. Edward stumbled over to the worn down sofa in the lounge room, as soon as his head hit the soft fabric, he was ignorant to the world around him.
Ever since Katrina had passed, Edward had come to despise the boy who had taken the one that he had loved. The thought of having a family that didn't involve Katrina killed him on the inside. This had moulded Edward into an abusive drunk, taking everything out on Sorren.
Sorren tucked his hands into his pockets, and kept his head low; he was always running into trouble. In the distance he could see unique green hair blowing with the wind. A very well-known black ribbon was also insight. He smiled to himself.
'Speaking of trouble' he thought to himself. A young girl, around Sorren's age came running down the pathway, waving her arms around. This caused Sorren to chuckle lightly to himself.
By the time the girl had caught up to Sorren, her hair had been tangled in the wind. She was in her usual attire, a black and white striped dress that tied around her neck, with a black ribbon, matching the one in her hair. She finished her outfit with a pair of combat boots. Her eyes stood out, reflecting Sorrens face in her emerald green eyes.
"Kairi, what are you doing?" Sorren sighed, looking confused, although he was use to her upbeat, crazy personality already; they had known each other for years. Thanks to some ones stubbornness.
"Well you see I sort of maybe got into some trouble with the butcher again; I swear he was going to kill me this time." Kairi chuckled. She was always trying to take from the butcher when he wasn't looking; she was convinced she could get away with it.
"I'm not helping you if you get into trouble, Kairi." Sorren said his eyes hardening and his voice serious. She had no idea how much he really worried over her, of course he would never tell her.
Sorren saw Kairi's expression change from a cheerful grin to a sad and disappointed expression. Sorren's face soften.
"Hey." He said, ruffling her hair. "Let's go, come on." He said, tucking his hand back into his pocket and looking away.
Kairi's face lightened up as she skipped alongside Sorren as they walked down the path. She knew something was wrong from the way his posture was. She slowly studied him.
His short brown hair blew, exposing the small holes going up his ears. If she didn't know him so well, she wouldn't have been able to tell they were there. He wore a black singlet; it matched his gloves that exposed a strip of skin on the middle of the back of his hands and his fingertips. His arm bandaged at the top, most likely buries or cuts from a fight. He wore sleek black pants, tight against his skin, finished with a pair of combat boots. Kairi always thought that Sorren was the coolest and tried to match his style.
As they were walking down the path they came upon an ally-way where they heard noises coming from. Without a second glance, Sorren kept walking. Kairi peeked down the ally-way to see two guys surrounding a boy lying on the ground, convulsing. He looked younger than Kairi and Sorren.
Kairi gasped. "Sorren, we need to help him." Kairi whispered to him.
"He isn't my problem" Sorren grunted, continuing to walk. Kairi rolled her eyes; she guessed he was going to say that. Without another word Kairi ran into the ally-way.
"Hey! What are you guys doing?" She yelled, at the two guys surrounding the boy on the ground. They all stoped and looked up at Kairi.
"This doesn't concern you." One of the boys said, looking over Kairi. She shivered.
"Leave the boy alone, two against one is unfair, are you that worthless?" She taunted to the guys, riling them up.
One boy stepped forward, he looked furious at her comment. He made his way towards Kairi, she stood her ground. He stoped a few inches away from her and bent down, so they were eye level.
"Say it again, huh?" He whispered, looking into her eyes.
"Are you hard of hearing? I said are you that worthless you have to pick on others? Trash." She said, her voice not wavering.
The boy raised his hand; ready to hit her, she shut her eyes tightly, waiting for the impact.
"You're not going to hit a girl are you?" A deep voice said. Kairi opened her eyes to see the back of Sorren standing in front of her, holding tightly onto the guys hand that was about to hit her.
*To Be Continued