You're Not a Bad Person

Chapter 22

In the Moonlight

Bart silently walked up the stairs with a smirk. Good thing he sharpened his stealth. He saw Sapphire walked down the hallway to her room and closed the door behind her. He pondered for a moment. Then, we she was in he walked towards it and pressed his ear against the door.

Sapphire ignored her PDA that was on her dressing table. She opened her draw and picked up two books. One was 'You're Not a Bad Person', the other, was her own. She placed the story book back inside and opened her black, hard-back book.

It was full of lined paper. She bought it today at the General Store and she's been busy with it. She wrote little notes to remind her, little moments of the day that she enjoyed or not-so enjoyed, even drew sketches of the Clakker children playing. She smiled at the quick drawing of Billy with Rose in his arms, smiling. She turned a few pages and she sighed, quite annoyed with herself really. The rest were drawings and sketches of Bart, everywhere and totally covered the pages. She always wondered but she enjoyed drawing Bart. There was something about him that she liked, but dared not to say. She moved on to a small poem that she started writing a few hours ago. She wasn't sure what it was for, but it seemed to be what she sees in…

She shook her head. She better shut up about Bart right now! She started to feel like a small school girl at the Slaughter School having the hots for some massive killer teacher. But she couldn't deny it. It was about Bart.

She read it as she wrote it:

"In the Moonlight,

I felt your heart,

Quiver like a bowstring's pulse,

In the Moon's mere light,

You looked at me,

Nobody knows your heart,

When the sun has gone,

I see you,

Beautiful and haunting but cold,

Like the blade of a knife,

So Sharp,

So Sweet,

Nobody knows your heart,

All of your sorrow, grief and pain,

Locked away in the forest of the night,

Your secret heart doesn't belong to the world,

Of the things that sigh in the dark,

Or the things that cry in the dark-"

The door swung open behind her and her blood went cold. She slammed the book together closed and spun around. She saw Bart and her pretty feature darkened angrily.

"Hey, there's thing new thing! It's called KNOCKING!" Sapphire snapped suddenly. Bart just laughed at her. He strolled towards her as she sighed deeply. Thank Odd she wasn't in her underwear. Bart's hand came over her shoulder and snatched the book of her. Suddenly, her heart staggered against her ribs. She reached up for it as Bart held it high.

"What do we have here?" He chuckled darkly, opening it. Sapphire's heart stopped as she jumped onto his back, dragging him down.

"Gimme it back!" She yelled and snatched it back off him. Bart laughed again as she turned away, trembling, but thanking Odd he didn't see anything. Bart snickered.

"Why the fuck are you so touchy?" Bart asked lowly, a hint of mocking was in his voice. Sapphire shook her head. She didn't knew why herself. She just felt tired, annoyed, upset, home-sick…she felt everything she never felt before, and it was awful. There was silence for a moment. But in the midst of the silence came a sniffing, and then a sobbing. Bart looked up to see Sapphire crying. Bart stopped for a second and sighed deeply. Sapphire threw the book in the corner, the book opening to the poem she was writing and the pen flew out. Bart stood next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "What's up with you?" He asked. His tone of voice sounded like he wanted to care, but he restrained himself. Sapphire noticed that petite fragment of compassion and was surprised, but she smiled wetly. Why did he care about her? Whatever it was, it made her feel better so slightly. She softly sniffed.

"I only came here for one thing. So, I crawl out from on hole and into another. I've just been told that my little sister has run away from home. She is engaged to a good guy…but now she's missing, I don't know where she is. She could be anywhere here…" Sapphire explained, the quality of sorrow was deep in her voice. Hot tears fell from her eyes and Bart watched, no emotion crossed his face. Sapphire rested her head on his shoulder and cried. Bart was startled to feel her head onto his shoulder. "She might be dead!" She cried suddenly and wept stridently. She couldn't stand it no more. Bart watched her as she wept her heart out. Slowly, his arms moved and they circled around Sapphire's back. Sapphire gasped when she felt his arms cradling her. She nuzzled her head against his shoulder and embraced him tightly. She stared at the floor.

Even with all the kind-hearted Clakkerz here, she never felt so much better in anyone else's arms except for now, in his arms. She didn't want to let go.

Soon, they listened to the sounds from the Bar. Sapphire's head suddenly pricked up when she heard a song…and a voice she knew. She blotted her eyes with the back of her hands and listened more.

"Sapphire?"

Bart noticed her alertness. He held her shoulders.

"Wait…I know that voice…that voice that's singing…Hammer Horror? By Kate Bush the Slig?" She hissed lowly.

Sapphire got confused. She looked at Bart and he knew what she meant. Only one way to find out…

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Oh, Bart's being nice now, huh? Well, something's going on downstairs. Sapphire hears a voice…no, it's not the voice of God Odd either. XD

Disclaimer:

In all respect to Lorne Lanning and his world of Odd, I do NOT own anything in this, I only own my OCs:

Sapphire the Big Sis Slig, Rose the Landlady Clakker, Billy the Landlord Clakker, Dave the 'Multitasking' Slig and Furlong the big bro Slig, Danni the Vykker and Ruby the Slig, Corey and Joey the Big bro Slig.

OCs owned by friends who allowed me to put them on this:

Bart the Big Bro Slig © My Good Friend Jason. :D

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