Rainy Days

Painful Goodbyes: Eralin

"I'm so sorry Arthur, I am so sorry that I didn't spend my time with you when I was little. I regret it so much, you know I was starting to become happy when I spent time with you. I love you big brother, so much. Thank you for everything."
Arthur stopped rocking me and stopped humming.

"Why does it sound like you're saying your final words? Please don't say those words in this situation, you're actually scaring me so bad right now!"
He spoke with a worried tone, he was panicking and I felt his tears falling down on my head.

"No I don't have any bad intentions big bro. I just feel like I never tell you this enough. I feel like I never properly thanked you for everything you did for me, and I feel like I could never say the words I love you enough."
I had difficulty forming that sentence.

Because I was saying goodbye.

He hugged me tight and started crying and muttering the words "I love you too Alin, so much." We got up and went down from his window, he grabbed me clean clothes as I washed off the dirty touch of that disgusting fat man. After I showered and put on clothes, washed off my makeup, I went to Arthur's room. That same night, I slept in his room, he hugged me to sleep and comforted me. I woke up very late in the night and I decided to get ready for leaving tonight. I slowly got up careful not to wake him up. I opened his drawers to look for a black tracksuit and a mask. Once I found that I went to his bathroom to find pink hair dye and a pair of scissors.

I looked into the mirror one last time, my eyes were red, I could still feel the disgusting feeling of that man's lips on me and the pain between my legs. In anger, I cut off my hair. My praised beautiful long ash blonde hair was now up to my shoulders, I grabbed the hair dye, I stopped for a second when my mothers voice came into my head telling me to never dye my hair because my hair will be unhealthy. Tears started rolling down my face.
"Fuck you. I will never listen to your bullshit ever again." I said, I furiously.
I mixed up powder and dye and applied it in my hair and put the cap on that came with it. While my hair was up I grabbed a suitcase from my closet and put as much as possible in it, clothes, makeup and a few stacks of money I stole from my parents room. And by the time it was done I took of the plastic cap, to reveal my light pink hair. I put on my glasses, my brothers tracksuit and a mask to prevent everybody from seeing me. I luckily caught the last bus to the airport and I just needed to say my name and bribe the staff with some money and I could squeeze into the last plane flying to San Francisco.

I fled as soon as I could, and never looked back again.