Colours

8.

It was dark now. The sun had set and it was already getting pretty chilly. 

She'd begun with her childhood. Her hands fisted and placed upon her knees, her blurry eyes seeing only golden sand, she started talking. She told him things she'd never told anybody. At some point, the boy had got up and sat down beside her, leaning back against the rock. They both watched the waves rise and crash and repeat, as she talked, the boy quietly listening beside her.

She talked about her eight year old sister suiciding because of all the bullies, of all the yelling at home-the drunken arguments, the strangers coming at late night and leaving in the morning, the beatings. When the girl's last hope in this world vanished, at the mere age of eight, she finally snapped.

There was only so much a ten year old child could take.

The girl didn't realise the boy had been holding her hand when she started talking about her sister but then again, she never noticed she'd started crying either. She clutched it tightly as she continued to talk about how bad the rest of middle school continued to be. And how it became worse after the death of her sister and when the news got out.

Middle school was cruel.

It's funny how hurtful the words of ten year old children could be. And they call them innocent.

Now the boy and the girl sat together at a table in a cafe a few blocks away from the beach.

The girl realised that asking to get back together was too much to ask. Regardless of everything that happened, what she'd been doing was inexcusable. He was her one chance of finally righting her wrongs and becoming a better person.

She'd finally seen those lusher colours that everyone talked about. Those vibrant beautiful colours that she'd heard about, read about. She'd seen it all with him. The boy had saved her from her dull dark world.

But she had betrayed. She didn't choose to become the better person.

Instead, she turned back to her old ways. Turned to her filthy dirty ways and became brown.

Now all she wished for is forgiveness.

But she knew she didn't deserve that either.