Chapter 2: WTF!
I woke up in a white room and found myself in a white hard bed. Where the hell was I now! Probably in the infirmary since I fainted from falling. I was full of phobias and such. I had hemophobia, arachnophobia, and aerophobia from a young age. I hated seeing so much blood; I hated spiders a lot no matter what size they were; and being up too high was as scary as hell but I never told anyone that because I didn't want to get teased more than I already did. Kids at my school would find my fears stupid and kiddish but I had my phobias as much as the next person.
Since I was a kid, I never had made friends that well. I only had one friend that I trusted my life with and her name was Cheryl. As we had grown and changed into adults, I was glad that I had her as my best friend. I was quiet and shy and often spoke with a stammer if I had to speak in front of others. Ironically, I could sing karaoke in front of a handful of folks but never speak. I knew my voice wasn't that good but it was better than Rebecca Black's. The reason I never really talked to people was because I was afraid if I let someone in then they would just stab me in the back like those bullies did who pretended to be my friends. Life was so hard too if you didn't let anyone in.
All my love relationships fizzled out because I never let them get too close to me. As a child I was sexually-assaulted by my biological older brother who didn't live with us anymore. I was nine when that happened and he was twelve but I didn't understand it was wrong. I supposed since that happened to me physical relationships like love making or intimate kissing would be hard because of my being afraid of getting raped. One boy I dated in ninth grade touched my privates but I did nothing because I was so shell-shocked and ashamed that he touched me like that. I couldn't tell him to stop because it felt like my tongue weighed a thousand pounds. Since then I often wore clothes to hide my body so boys wouldn't touch me again but then I met him.
He was the moon and stars to me and he made me feel safe. I told him all my innermost secrets and he kept them from his family and friends but then came the time my cousin died and he used that to have sex with me, which I did willingly and now regretted. It hurt real bad because of my whole assaulted business. When I told him that it was a mistake to have sex he broke up with me and cheated on me because I told him I didn't want to have sex again. I cried over the loss of my innocence and my broken heart. I never told my parents I had sex because I didn't want to be judged by God or whatever almighty being was out there. Mom would kill me if I had sex because I made a pledge to not have sex until I was married.
Most called me "emo", "goth", "nerd," and the ever popular "bitch" because I remained cold and stoic to people like Saix on PMS. I more related myself to Saix because we both were cold and bitchy to people we didn't like. I had an anger problem like him too because I would lash out violently when I was mad. Since I had these irregularities in my mood, I took anti-depressant pills to keep myself happy. My first role model was Hermione Granger from Harry Potter but now it was Amy Lee from Evanescence. Sometimes I dressed in dark clothing to make a point that I hated my school. At home, I behaved like I used to when I was happy: cheerful, moody, yet bright at the same time. During my mood problems, I wanted to cut myself in the wrists but Cheryl, who was a former cutter herself, told me that she didn't want to see her happy best friend go down that road to disaster that involved institutions and shrinks.
Instead of cutting myself, I put myself in my schoolwork a lot because it was my way of coping. It was hard to live a normal life around others because they made me feel small and inferior even though I was five foot six. Whoever said "sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me" was the dumbest moron who ever existed because words hurt and they cut sharper than any blade. Like an idiot, I used to repeat that phrase to any bully who teased me but they shattered my heart by mocking me and teasing me more. The first time I got violent was in fifth grade when a girl called me bad names. When she was about to say it again, I slapped her across the face but I got in trouble for that.
I never drank or did drugs because I knew what it did to people even though I was sorely tempted. I couldn't break my mom's heart the way some kids did so I steered clear of that.
To get myself out of my thinking, I shook my head and stared at the boring white wall of the room. Whoever did the paint job in this castle was extremely bland and boring. What type of person just liked white for all the room colors? I could understand angels liking that color but the Organization were far from angels. According to my knowledge of Kingdom Hearts, they were close to the devil but I liked them for their personalities.
The sound of the door opening made me look at my right and I saw Saix and Xemnas walk in with curious looks on their faces. I nearly smirked because I knew many fans of KH thought of them as "XemSai" and I decided to be a bitch about it. I knew when to be respectful but I loved irritating people because it was my job.
"Who are you?" asked Xemnas as he eyed me suspiciously. "You don't look familiar."
"Maybe I'll tell you," I said cheekily, "and maybe I won't." I loved the nerve that bulged from his temples. I kept a score in my head:
Me-one point
Them-zero
Xemnas took a deep breath and said, "I am Xemnas, the leader here. What is your name, girl?"
I arched an eyebrow. "Why should I tell you?" I demanded in a dead-panned voice.
"Just tell me your name," he said through gritted teeth.
"Okay," I said coyly, "it's Shelby, nice to meet you, Xemmy." I loved grating on this guy's nerves. It was awesome!
"It's Xemnas," he growled dangerously, "but never mind that now. Can you use a weapon?"
"Depends," I said in a bored tone. "I can wield a baseball bat if need be."
"How about a Keyblade?" he asked, looking impatient.
"Nope," I said, shaking my head, "doesn't ring a bell."
"It's the weapon to all hearts," explained Xemnas as calmly as possible. "All the hearts the Heartless capture hearts and can be slain for Kingdom Hearts."
"If I wanted a weapon for all hearts," I said sarcastically, "I would use E-Harmony for tips."
A nerve bulged in Xemnas's temples again but it didn't faze me. It made me laugh. "Not like that, you insolent girl," hissed Saix, clenching his fists. "It's so we can gain back our own hearts, and don't give us lip."
"Sure I won't," I said rudely. "Xemnas will give it to you. I mean, you guys must fuck the other every so often."
Their eyes widened at the meaning of my words. "Excuse me?" snarled Saix, looking like he wanted to punch me. "I do not have sex with my superior."
"Don't have to explain to me," I snorted. "How do you like it? Doggy-style, or full-frontal?" My smirk widened at his shaking form.
"Saix, calm down," said Xemnas calmly. "Let's go, she can come to us when she's behaving nice." With that, they disappeared in their portals.
"Yeah, I'll come to you when hell freezes over!" I screamed as they disappeared. "You twat-faces!"
I sunk into a pouty state. Why did I have to deal with the people with the personalities of a wet mop? Life truly sucked when you were me.
A/N: Finished! I hope you liked it! Gave you a back story of my character! Read and review!
