prologue & first chapter

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By: Hajar Abuzaid

PROLOGUE

An absent mom, a cheating dad but you are still smiling like nothing you are at. Your life is a mystery, what will happen is a mystery, whether u will ever trust anyone is another mystery But u are still alive. Living, laughing and loving Acting strong. Swearing that u won't ever become anything like them But the truth is u are only scared U are surrounded by walls No one is allowed in Acting like u don’t own a key and there is no door But the truth is u built the walls U think u are protected inside Don’t want to go out And u never let anyone in U don’t need a door nor a key U need to know that people are not the same I know u don’t want to get hurt But if u were never hurt How would u know how it feels to have someone who care If u never cry How will u know how it feels to have a shoulder to cry on If u never need anyone Will u ever know how it feels to have someone? You think you are living? I think u are acting dead so have fun in your almost life I tried I failed Now am walking away from your walls I can't help but wonder Will u ever follow? Will u risk the walls for the one person who really cares?

1_My White Knight

Have you ever lost track of time? Have you ever felt lonely and defeated even though your friends were always there trying to help you through? Well that's simply me. I'm the rich smiley girl with the perfect life everyone wishes for, but my only problem is I never wish for what people wish for.

"From earth to Mary."  I blinked trying to get back to the here and now and to the blue eyed Blondie who was obviously waiting for me to say something.

"Sorry Alice, were you saying something?" I asked Alice who just looked at Bella then back to me

"I was saying do you want some smoothies?" Alice asked obviously not for the first time.

"Yeah sure" that was just what I love about my friends; they never ask why I'm on Mars instead of earth.

"How many times do I have to tell you guys not to let me walk in the middle? I feel like a child walking with her parents" Bella complained after we grabbed our smoothies. That was what she did all the time. She was just the complaining, redheaded, short and at times rude Bella who never heard of high heels. I mean I'm not even short and I never go out wearing anything that is less than five inches unless I was going to school.

 We have just decided to head back home before its late when we heard someone shouting behind us so we turned around to see what's wrong and my eyes widened. My breathing and heart beating got faster and faster. I was taken by the magic of the Greek god standing right in front of me. He had those beautiful hazel eyes and brown hair to match them; he was tall and had small cute muscles all over. I could tell he is twenty or so by just looking at him. I wish I could see his smile but unfortunately he was kind of crying, those beautiful eyes were filled with embarrassment mixed up with shame and lots of tears waiting to be allowed to fall down his cheeks. All that shouting and screaming I'd forgot for a minute came back louder, then I noticed the girl who was facing him. And I was shocked when I realized that she was the one who is shouting and she is defiantly his girlfriend and his worst nightmare as well. Well at least that explains the embarrassment and shame in his eyes. A girl was insulting him in the middle of a public place and he is supposed to be the man, ouch that definitely hurts. But all he was doing was asking her to calm down. Then I heard the words that made me go in shock "you don't deserve me, I shouldn't have gotten back to you. Loving a dog is better than loving you at least the dog will always be thankful that I saved him from the streets."  She shouted the words and meant them; she preferred a dog on my white knight.

I waited to see him slap her or at least shout nasty insulting words back at her but he didn't. He opened his mouth and all I could hear was a whisper "then u shouldn't have gotten back to me… happy birthday." He threw something on the ground and walked away. He looked so broken, so hurt. If I could pull all his pain into myself I would in a heartbeat. But how? How can I make it better for him?

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