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I felt strange. I felt so awkward. I tugged my blue plaid skirt and frowned at Kam, “I don’t have any black on me.”
“You have enough eyeliner on to make a painting, that’s enough black, Blu,” Kam said, grinning.
I scowled and he shrugged out of his black trench coat to stand in his black suit pants and button-up silk shirt. He sighed and held it out. I grinned at him and took off my jacket and he gasped when he saw the bandages. I looked and saw blotches of blood had sank through were showing. I frowned as he stared at me differently. He looked like he was regretting… I felt my eyes sting and I just shoved my jacket to him and tugged his but he wouldn’t release. He glared down at me, “Who did this?!”
I gasped as he grabbed onto my shoulders and forced me to look into his eyes. He frowned at me, “What’s going on, Blu?”
I opened my mouth but no words formed.
“Blu!”
“I-I,” I couldn’t breathe let alone finish a sentence.
He sighed, “I worry about you, and you need to stop this cutting business.”
Great, another one thinks I’m a cutter. Just terrific, I smirked at myself and grabbed my carnation from his hands and scowled, “I didn’t… oh, forget it, screw you.”
He rolled his eyes, “Evangeline did the same thing…”
“No,” I looked at him, “She didn’t do it.”
“You didn’t know her,” he growled.
“I really don’t want to go through this with you,” I said, angrily, “we’re both in a mad mood and I can’t deal with this as much as you. I know you try to cover it up but you’re upset. And you have no idea what I’ve gone through!”
“And you don’t know how much I’ve gone through!” Kam shouted, angrily, “I think you don’t! You think you’re the only one going through hell, I lost the woman I loved.”
“And I lost my mother and both my sisters,” I scowled, “My father left us and Leona only took me because she wanted my mother’s money! I love Shade and he loves a dead girl!”
We both froze and Kam chuckled, humorless, “You love him, he does nothing but drag us back!”
I frowned, “I don’t know why I said that, Kam… I didn’t even know I did, it just came out. Every time we kissed I know he is thinking of someone else, it’s Evangeline. I cannot take her place. And I never will,” I began and then started screaming with burning, wet eyes, “You and him always argue! I lost my family and you act like you lost yours! You have any damn idea how badly I wish to say sorry! Sorry for… for breaking Heidi’s doll or yelling at my Mom only because she just wanted to help! I am angry that I will never be beautiful, funny, or kind like them! I’m sorry for not taking their place! I hate my life! I just want to say sorry for not being good enough, or there for them when they needed it! I just want them to be there when I’ll never see them again!” I screamed the last part so loud my throat burned.
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Take Me Away
ParanormalBlu Storm was the only survivor in a terrible plane crash, where she lost the ones she loved most. With them though, she lost a part of herself. That part of herself was her own emotions. For a year now, she is still numb and lives with her aunt in...
