LoVe: The Childhood of L and V

Chapter 9

Sage moped around the orphanage and cried for days while she thought constantly

about the note. By the end of the week, she looked like a complete mess. She sat

around writing about betrayal and lost love, although she had no clue why. She

wrote angrily and furiously about it, until she broke her pencil.

CRACK!

The pencil broke while she wrote the word cried. Quite coincidental. Sage decided

then and there, "I am going to stop being a wreck and not think of L!" she dressed

into regular clothes for the first time in a week. Her pajamas were extremely

dirty, so she carried them away from her face and plugged her nose in the process.

"Ugh, it stinks!" she said to herself nasally. She put it in with her week old

clothes into the washer in laundry room next to the kitchen.

On the way to the dining room for lunch, she remembered the kiss. It all flashed in

front of her eyes, down to the colors and the smell of L. She lightly touched her

lips and blushed. She promised not to think of him, and here she was, doing exactly

the opposite. She shook her head and strayed her mind forcibly to the smell of the

food. It was grilled chicken night. Her favorite food. Her stomach growled and her

mouth watered at the sight of the delicate crunchy food. She grabbed a plate and

piled about five drumsticks on it. She placed her butt in her normal spot and was

just about to dig in when she remembered L used to sit right next to her.

She pinched her arm and screamed, "Forget! Forget! Forget! Forget!" She then

speedily inhaled the chicken and skipped to the library.

The library was conveniently right next to her room. She lightly browsed the

sections, but the only one popping out was the section on romance. "Ugh! Why do I

keep thinking about this!" She popped a Jane Austin book from its place on the

shelf and returned to her room. Sage plopped on the bed and zipped through it in

two hours.

"Hmmm," she thought, reflecting on the book, "I like this Darcy person. He is very

interesting. Lizzy is also ok." she then strayed again to L, this time going back

to three years ago. She remembered how they were always laughing and chattering. I

was such a kid, she sighed in her head. Then, she saw a memory, of when they were

outside in the snow. L was staring at her, almost longingly.

That is strange, she thought, I don't remember ever looking at something like that.

Sage then thought about the L of now, present day. He was different in appearance

sure, he was more handsome and had a nicer smile and...

What was she thinking? She wasn't interested in L, was she? Naw, just psycho talk.

But she saw L's eyes the night their lips touched. They were direct, serious, and

telling her something. She blushed at that thought.

Simon walked past her room and called out behind him in a sing-song way,"You're in

denial~!" 

"I'm in denial?" she whispered,"What am I in denial about?" She pondered this until

curfew. Then a bomb exploded in her head, "L's in love with me!" she silent

screamed. Oh my God, she never thought of that possibility before. And what about

her feelings? What did she feel about L? Before she could answer herself, Simon

came in and crashed on his own bed next to the large window.

"Light's out." he ordered her as he placed his glasses on the nightstand next to

him.

...

She woke up next week full of courage. She started her day by writing a letter to

L, Watari knew where he was so she knew it would get to him. Vigorously, she

scribbled down what she felt. She sat up all night thinking about herself and L,

and now she knew what she felt. Her last sentence; I love you. My love, Sage.