You're a Real Gem, Peri

Happy

After finishing listening to the Electra Heart album, I decided I should probably get up and do something. I made my way into the upstairs corridor and made a quick turn for the stairs as I watched Lazuli enter her room which was across from the stairs and down the hallway a bit. We made eye contact but all I got was a glare, she was known to be bipolar, but this was unlike her. Her expression was a direct look into my soul, as if I had done something to personally harm her. This glare stared in me and explored my mind for around 15 seconds as I gave a look of horror. She slammed the door as her final move.

I was caught unexpectedly by this and continued to look at the space by her door that she had previously occupied. One foot at a time I roamed down the stairs. As I neared the bottom, I heard noises of two voices as my eldest sister rushed up the stairs as if running away from a bomb. I felt her hair tickle my sides and wind gust by. What was with my siblings?

The noises I heard grew louder and more distinctive as I neared the living room. My footsteps altered to tiptoes as I grew closer as well. My mothers both stood in our living room, Blu's arms were crossed as my other mother poked a finger in her chest.

So much yelling was occurring at one time I couldn't decipher their words. My mind was only able to filter a few quotes:

"She's your problem! I wasn't planning on taking care of another child!"

"She wasn't a plan for me either, Blu!"

"Yatasha, I'm not even biologically related to her! Neither of us are blood linked to our children, except you gave birth to P. You HAAAAD to hook up with a random man, and then came running back to me!"

"We've been together for 15 years after our first divorce!"

"FIRST DIVORCE??? Are u implying ANOTHER?"

"Maybe I AM."

This is when I left. I held in the tears, giving my self a killer headache. My mind felt like exploding; thuds hit against my skull. I made a dash for my room and slammed the door. As the noise of the door ended, I released. A river exploded from my eyes, streaming down my face. I leaned against the door that shut me from my problems. But then it occurred to me, I was the cause of the problems; I was the core of their argument. And there was no way I could shut myself out. My body was a vessel: a representation of my mothers' newly found hatred towards each other.

I continued to release all the liquids in my body, I stared at my puny hands through my squinted eyes. They were warm and sweaty, as they usually were. Tears fell down onto them as I heard music begin to play. It was like rain falling on them, but rain was one of my favorite things. I glanced my head upwards as I noticed my window was open. The music flowed from beyond that window. "You begin to replace, your brain with your heart-" the lyrics rang. As I pushed my self up and slowly dragged myself to the window. Out there on her roof, sat the short, full yet curvy, purple haired, girl I knew as Amethyst. Sat next to her was a purple speaker, the source of the music. Her legs were tucked up to her chest and she gave my awaiting eyes. Her expression showed she was waiting for me and had played this song just for me and my mood. I gave her a look of confusion. "I heard you..." She spoke while standing up. Her arms raised up, requesting a hug. I rarely gave or received hugs, but from what I had experienced, they could do a lot, they could cure cancer. I stumbled out of my window and slammed myself against her warm, squishy body. She took a second to wrap her arms around me. Her hands were placed on my lower back as I cried an ugly cry. She didn't mind, she's didn't speak, she just returned the warmth. Our pose was held there for a few minutes, I squeezing the back of her shirt. It almost felt like I was going to rip it. I realized I had got a mixture of tears, snot, and slob on her purple t-shirt, so I pulled away. But as I pulled away I fell back into my butt on the roof belonging to my house. Amethyst started down at me as if I hurt my feelings by pulling away. I wiped a tear away with my entire hand and squished my eye in the process. She sat down her knees hugged to her chest once again as the song continued to play. She had no idea what was wrong but she didn't question. Her eyes were droopy, her mouth curved downwards with sincere sorrow, and her position showed worry. I tried to lighten up and asked "w-what song is this?"

I lifted my head up from my legs. My position was mimicking Amethyst's in that my legs squeezed right to my chest. "Oh um it's Crybaby by Melanie Martinez...." She answered.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

Tears released again, and I just couldn't help it. I felt so weak, so helpless. "Tell." was the only word Amethyst said.

I told her what I heard, what I felt, and more. Everything.

~

After I explained what had happened just a while ago, I tried to clean the tear stains off my face. Amethyst sat with the soles of her feet together and her hands laying flat between her legs. I began to shiver as we sat in silence, with the same expression on our faces. I hugged my self as I looked up into the air at the stars that glimmered in the dark, east-coast sky. A star shot by as I made a wish and I noticed Amethyst also was dazed by the celestial object. "Follow me." Amethyst said breaking the silence. She grabbed my hand and ducked into her room and I followed. It was dark so I didn't bother to note what it looked like, but she brought me to her bed that was against the wall that was left of the window (from the view I had from my room). The room was dark, the only illumination was from the eerie glow of my room across from her window. She dragged me over to her bed and she sat down at the head which was the part against the wall. Her knees where bent and the bottoms of her feet, together. "Come 'ere." She said whispering to me and I trudged over. My shoulders were slumped, my eyes red and baggy as if I had tried to be Joshua Dun: smearing my eyes with a red eye shadow, and tear stains dried on my face. I sat down next to her, my legs bent, and to the side of me. I rested my head on her leg farthest from my limp body. Her thigh was thick, a perfect pillow, so silk-like yet firm. She started singing a song I couldn't identify, but I could tell her voice was beautiful and smoothly flowing. As soothing as chocolate is to the tongue, one might say. She sang the lyrics, I could imagine, better than the original singer (though I had never heard it before). I listened carefully to them:

"Love everything you do

When you call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do

Wanna ride my bike with you

Fully undressed,

No training wheels left for you..."

~I'll pull them off for you~

~

I never thought that I could be so happy after what had just happened.