Story of the Girl

Mirror

I touched the girl behind the glass. Her scars were terrible. Her chest, wide open. The blood dripped, non-stop. The ground around her, grown with dark roses. So glorious, yet so miserable.

"Is there anything that I could help you?" I asked.

The girl stared at me blankly. I could see the abyss in her eyes. So deep, so dark.

Only then I realized there was a dagger, held tight by her hand.

"Would you give me the knife?"

The girl hid the dagger behind her. I guess she's attached to the dagger.

She lifted her head, so did I.

"Have you ever wondered if stars feel pain?" she suddenly asked, her voice unusually calm.

It's my turn to be quiet, staring at her.

"I am one of them,"

My eyes fell on the gold necklace on her neck. It seems suffocating her.

She felt my eyes on her neck.

"I wanted to get rid of this,"

"But you couldn't,"

She smiled, "Kindly help me?" then she turned around.

My eyes widened. Her back was way even worse. There were two large and symmetrical scars on her back, and lots and lots of other scars. Then I went up to her, until I was stopped abruptly. I forgot the glass was between us.

"Break the glass," she said.

"You'll get hurt," I rejected.

"So? You seemed to forgot I'm already broken. These pieces can't really hurt me,"

"No. It'll bring more pain,"

"I am in more pain the longer I have to wait to get this necklace off,"

I froze, "really?" She just stared at me, her head tilted to her right.

"Alright... Brace yourself," I took a deep breathe, closed my eyes. Then I hit the glass with a hard punch.

I was ready to bare to pain in my knuckles, yet I felt nothing. I opened my eyes just to be shocked. The glass pieces were in her skin. And the injuries that were supposed to be on my knuckles were on hers.

"Shit! What the fuck?"

"Please get the necklace off me first," she turned her back to me again.

"Alright alright... but uh... bad news," I froze again when I saw the lock were sunken deep into her hind neck.

"The lock... is inside your hind neck,"

She had no responses, until she handed me the dagger.

"No..."

She reminded me, "I am in more pain as long as the necklace is on me,"

I looked at the dagger in my hand, then her hind neck.

Ugh, fuck it. Then I started to cut her hind neck open.

She screamed in pain. I guess she was in great pain until she couldn't even stand properly.

"I can't! I can't!" I nearly give up, hearing her in such pain.

"Do it! Quick! Agh!" Her hands held the roses so tight, until the thorns sunken deep into her palms.

Finally, I saw the lock and I opened it quickly. Then she lied down.

The thorns were gone.

"Come. Lie down. The petals are soft."

I lied down.

"Don't you need something for your injuries?"

"They're good. They'll heal, eventually. They always do,"

Then we look up to the sky full of stars.

Then the girl told me her story.

I used to soar with the stars. Travelling from planets to planets, then galaxies to galaxies. Until I met a star. The star grew of lilies, white and pure. It asked me to stay, so I did. Days passed, and I grew fond of the star. Yet, I was born to soar in the sky. I was not meant to be bounded. I told the star I want to soar again, but I will be back. It gave me a necklace. The moment it put the necklace on me, I couldn't breathe. I fell. The lilies then started to bound my wings up. My wings were held tight, until they were ripped off from me forever. From time to time, the lilies would give me cuts. Some goes into my heart and became steels that stings.

They hurt me. I heal. We silenced. Everything repeats. It became a cycle. Long ones, short ones. I became numb to it. Until I met a lone wolf. I don't remember how she got there. But she took me away from the star. The star chased me. The lilies turned into horrible creatures. Then they scratch me, bite me, tearing my skin off my body.

We kept running and running and running. We managed to escaped the star. But I can't escape the pain. What is meant to come will always come. The injuries heal, but sometimes they will tear themselves apart, then they will heal again. Another cycle.

I kept on travel from planets to planets, stars to stars. But I can't remember how each of them looked like. Most of my memories were gone. The good ones. All that was left is the pain, nothing more. How irony, I can't even remember how I got here. I don't even remember how long has this been going on.

So... many things, thoughts flashing through my mind. Yet I can never see one picture clearly. All I see is flashes of red and black.

We went silent. I turned my head to her, and I noticed the dark roses weren't dark anymore. They became white.

"The roses..." I said, "they're white,"

She touched the roses. Then she closed her eyes.

"At last," that was her last word before I fell into darkness.

I see the girl again. Only this time, she was clean. No scars, no blood. But her memories flashed through in front of me. The stars, her wings, darkness, her blood, and the dagger... There were so many. Too much until I could almost feel the pain that she felt. Then I could see a meteor coming. I closed my eyes.

I woke up. And I saw someone in front of me. It was the girl. We tried to touch each other. Only then I realized, the dark roses were under my feet, and the glass was not only a glass.