W.A.R.M.T.H: The Prologue

Behind The Venom

                                                                             Raven

    Why in the world would he say that to me? To me. I think as I rush into the bathroom and attempting to catch my breath. I think of the way he looked when he said it. He seemed so sincere, so fixated on making me believe every word. Why? Why would he do that to me? Was he trying to make me feel insignificant? Like I have some sort of problem that makes me act and dress the way I do? Who is he to judge me? That jerk! And to think I was actually starting to believe he was a good guy. What a great wake up call for me, I need to stop day dreaming. He's not any kind of prince charming. No matter how stunning he is, with his golden eyes and tan skin...his pearly white teeth and the way he laughs. No matter how much he knows about toxic gas and radiation. No matter the fact of how he was regarding me with his eyes, how it made me feel.

      I look up in my reflection, I see running mascara and eyeliner. I see a teenage girl with self-esteem issues. I see someone destined to fail at anything she tries. Especially relationships with well-meaning, attractive, sweet redheads like the one she just ditched. Oh, who am I kidding? He only meant to compliment me, and I had to get all insecure and touchy like a weak school girl. I slide down the wall. Why do I have to be so dramatic? I just made a huge scene and probably made him think that the plain idea of him being attracted to me freaked me out to a point where I had to leave. Pull yourself together Raven, now is not the time for a breakdown. You have a really sweet guy out there that honestly, probably doesn't care about what you're doing. A knock on the door

"Raven?" he calls from the other side "Are you alright? I did not mean to make you feel bad or however you are probably feeling. I do sincerely apologize if I caused you emotional turmoil. Would you like me to leave?"

I sniffle and rub the mascara and eyeliner that is running down my face "No, it's fine. You don't have to leave. I'll be out in just a sec."

        I stand up and look in the mirror, I grab paper towels and wet them down in the water as I do my very best to rub off my mascara, my eyeliner, my eyeshadow, and my lipstick. He called me naturally beautiful, so I guess he gets to see it, at least he'll know better next time to never assume what a girl looks like without makeup. After all of it is removed I realize I have never felt more vulnerable. Now it's just me. I open the door and reveal Ren's incredibly handsome face.

"See? I told you; you are naturally beautiful. Now, would you like me to walk you home? It is about 4 in the morning and I am sure many creepy, seedy, dirtbag like people are out at this hour."

I shrug, not wanting to reveal my puffy eyes to him. I don't want him to know I was crying

"I guess."