Lylia

Chapter 1

The tears began to tug their way to the surface as I laid perfectly still. I could feel the energy moving from the pit of my stomach as Earth swirled through me. I'm the first being to actually be the life force of Earth and I'm only 17.

The sun lazily laid back into the soft pillows made of clouds and stared back at me. I could feel my fingers tingle when I subconsciously threw a blanket over myself. The grass knitted together grew over me and made a plush under bed.

The salty betrayal of emotions spilled down my cheeks as bitter memories enveloped me.

It started three days ago, when I left. The creaky wooden plank stairs screamed a warning to me with every step. I walked in not 5 minutes ago, to the run down apartment building after the torture of school. My heart feeling as if it would burst from all the emotions of others.

The door with a scratch on the outline, and chipped in the middle, the knob I twisted. As soon as the door reached halfway, a glass bottle nearly hit my left cheek.

The pungent smell of beer and urine mixed together burned my noise, my feet hitting the soiled carpet that cried with each creak.

"I'm home mother." I said calmly setting down my backpack.

"I told you not to call me that!" She shrieked as she smashed another bottle against the wall.

"All you brought me was death in life. Hid me from the light. You're a blemish on life. Someone who never should have been made. I should of killed you before you could harm me. I was a fool when I was young thinking I loved you." She ranted.

"In the wrong place at the wrong time." Mother said as she smashed her third bottle.

"Just leave you idiot. Leave. Kill yourself and let this be over." She shrieked in her maddened frenzy. She tore the curtains off the windows that neither of us ever dared to open.

She took a cigerate lighter and grease on the stove. As the flame lit, Emily whispered,"Run."

She did the one thing I never thought would happen. Surrendered me. So I ran.

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I woke up with swollen eyes. Rubbing them, I yawned feeling the dew clinging to my cheeks.

My hair hung in greasy clumps around my face as I stood up. Stumbling to a pond near by, with water so still it looked like a mirror, I peered down. I stared at the girl in the pond. I looked perfect. I was perfect in that sense in every physical way. I'm life and life is beauty. Yet I hated every inch of my face. Especially my earthly ethat where almost white with contrast.

My hair now in wet clumps started to slightly dry making somewhat of a shape.

But no one noticed me though, as I
walked the cemented side walk to High School. That's what its name was. High School. How imaginative. The heavy doors dropped back into a thud. Almost every eye on my as I walked as quickly to my locker as possible. 32...12....16...3. And then a satisfying click, the door opened. My Physics book in the way back, nearly fell on top of me as my fingers slipped. The only reason it didn't was because of his hands. He grabbed the book from the top just as it slipped. "Oh, um thanks." I mumbled into my locker.

"Hi, I'm Luis." The boy grinned a crooked smile from ear to ear.

"Lylia." I replied, as I started walking to my next class.
I faintly heard footsteps behind me. "It's illegal to stalk." I cautioned. I looked back to see him look at me through the shaggy hair in his face.

I turned back to walking, and looked back to see he disappeared. A feeling I was quite familiar with filled me. A terrible emotion I've felt too many times, the deep longing that cuts you to the bone with an icy knife.
But I've never felt it with a person.

After Mrs. Tallen started the lesson on radius or something. Images started behind my eyes of people probably far off, butterflies, and even just clouds. My brain hated me in our mutual feelings battle.

I shook the thoughts from my head and sat in my usual desk in English. And who was there, but Luis, smirking at me as he ask to borrow a pencil.

I sighed, unzipping my bag, and grabbed a pencil. Tossing it to him, I thought, what is up with him? At the last 10 minutes of class, the fire alarm blared into our ears. Girls screeched when the sprinklers went off.

That's when all the windows shattered, with men in red uniforms that had a gold trim bursted through them. Confusion filled into my mind, as I felt my thoughts disconnected from me. Someone grabbed my hand pulling me forward, just as I felt someone brush against my collar.

I saw his eyes and saw it was Luis propelling me into the darkness of chaos. And I trusted him.