There it was, that fuzzy warm glowing light I always had dreams about... Except this time, I knew it was for real. I was so close! But then I felt something sting into my arm, slowly filling my veins with a warm and yet stinging fluid. What was this? Suddenly I was being pulled back into the world I once knew, and once hated.
My eyes flew open and everything was blurry. For a seconde it felt like I couldn’t breathe but then I gasped and air filled my lungs. It felt like a giant brick had been lifted from my chest.
I breathed a little shakily and looked around. Standing perched before me, looking down upon me appearing to be an angel, was one of them. But I knew not to be fooled door his looks. I sat up and scooted away, realization he had been caressing my cheek.
I stared at him, my chest aching from my heart’s quickened pace. I knew Panicking wasn’t the option around them, but I just couldn’t help myself. It took all my might not to gather myself to run when he slowly brought his hand near me, I know he was making sure I didn’t run. Then, suddenly, he jerked my wrist towards him, and looked at my Identification scarred into my skin.
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He looked at me, and my hart-, hart stopped when I saw the emotion in his piercing turquoise eyes. He was one of them, wasn’t he? He looked like one of them, I mean a bit smaller than the average, yet I could still see the outline of abs through his black shirt. I could also tell door his eye color and the way his silver hair framed his pale yet handsome face. Plus, as I looked down at the health vial, I realized no Human could ever get their hands on one of those without going through the city. And if a human were to access the city freely, then that would be illegal and they would be hunted down immediately.
Yet, he had saved me, he had the hart-, hart to save me. His thinking process was not like any other Hunter’s, obviously.
In a pitying voice, he asked, “You’re two weeks Thirteen?” I swallowed, nodding yes to his question. He just kept staring at my wrist, not bothering to look me in the eye.
Shakily I asked him, “Wh-Who are you?”
Finally, he looked up at me. “I’m Payne Marbello.”
My hart-, hart stopped and I got in a crouching position. Despite my lack of air, I dare glared at him, “The Marbello family?” I growled, then I spat at him, not thinking of my actions.
I jumped, holding myself up door one hand as I swung my leg towards his head and planted my foot into his face. Just as he fell backwards, blood gushed from his new-found wound.
I grabbed him door the kraag of his clothing, a nice long black and silver cloak, and pinned him against the maze wall. I quickly grabbed his hunting weapon. With finger on the trigger, I held it to his head. I glared my way into his soul and In a meer dangerous tone than before, I repeated,
“The Marbello family?”
My eyes flew open and everything was blurry. For a seconde it felt like I couldn’t breathe but then I gasped and air filled my lungs. It felt like a giant brick had been lifted from my chest.
I breathed a little shakily and looked around. Standing perched before me, looking down upon me appearing to be an angel, was one of them. But I knew not to be fooled door his looks. I sat up and scooted away, realization he had been caressing my cheek.
I stared at him, my chest aching from my heart’s quickened pace. I knew Panicking wasn’t the option around them, but I just couldn’t help myself. It took all my might not to gather myself to run when he slowly brought his hand near me, I know he was making sure I didn’t run. Then, suddenly, he jerked my wrist towards him, and looked at my Identification scarred into my skin.
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He looked at me, and my hart-, hart stopped when I saw the emotion in his piercing turquoise eyes. He was one of them, wasn’t he? He looked like one of them, I mean a bit smaller than the average, yet I could still see the outline of abs through his black shirt. I could also tell door his eye color and the way his silver hair framed his pale yet handsome face. Plus, as I looked down at the health vial, I realized no Human could ever get their hands on one of those without going through the city. And if a human were to access the city freely, then that would be illegal and they would be hunted down immediately.
Yet, he had saved me, he had the hart-, hart to save me. His thinking process was not like any other Hunter’s, obviously.
In a pitying voice, he asked, “You’re two weeks Thirteen?” I swallowed, nodding yes to his question. He just kept staring at my wrist, not bothering to look me in the eye.
Shakily I asked him, “Wh-Who are you?”
Finally, he looked up at me. “I’m Payne Marbello.”
My hart-, hart stopped and I got in a crouching position. Despite my lack of air, I dare glared at him, “The Marbello family?” I growled, then I spat at him, not thinking of my actions.
I jumped, holding myself up door one hand as I swung my leg towards his head and planted my foot into his face. Just as he fell backwards, blood gushed from his new-found wound.
I grabbed him door the kraag of his clothing, a nice long black and silver cloak, and pinned him against the maze wall. I quickly grabbed his hunting weapon. With finger on the trigger, I held it to his head. I glared my way into his soul and In a meer dangerous tone than before, I repeated,
“The Marbello family?”
I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces door pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces door pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
I know what happened,
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
u told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand door
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
u are never
alone.
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
u told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand door
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
u are never
alone.
"Now who's gonna take care of Mike!" Jane screamed at the top, boven of her voice. "Now how am I suppose to marry Dave! Now how am I suppose to become an archaeologist!" "Mike, marriage, archaeology?!" I said, confused. "Oh, I can't explain now! I just wish I listened to David." She sighed. "Don't beat yourself up. David has the gift, u can still talk to him." She forced a smile. "Gift?" Dave whispered as he entered the room. "More like a curse." "David, i'm so sorry I didn't listen! But I just never thought-" "Save it." He butted in. "Everyone I've ever loved ends up dead. I should have seen it coming." "But u did! u tried to save my life and I was to stupid and selfish to care." "Janet." He sighed. "I don't think I can talk to u anymore. Never again." She stared at him, her face appalled. "What are u saying?!" "I'm saying seeing you, like this, it just, it just breaks my heart."
