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So, *gasp!* I made my goal!!! Over 3 comments, thank you guys-- (@TheSpanishTurtle, @eternal_potterhead, @WeasleyTwinsRule)--so much!!! Anyone else who commented, thank you so much too!! Those were the first three, so shout-out to them! I promised an update at three comments or five votes, so without further ado...enjoy!
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It was all I could do to keep from wailing all my sorrows to the heavens, my tear-filled eyes searching the skies for any hint of sympathy. The stars only glittered down coldly, chips of ice with no care for human woes. I let out a strangled sob, the sudden sound creating a warped echo throughout the alleyway. Common sense told me to shut up, before someone found me and kidnapped me, or worse, but another part of me screamed that any other life would be better than the one I currently possessed. If I had the capabilities, I probably would have killed myself right then and there.
The pounding clip-clop of rapid footsteps ricocheted across the alley walls, striking fear into my heart. My cries were effectively silenced, although I couldn't keep an occasional hiccup or heaving breath to escape my lungs.
The footfalls slowed, until they padded silently toward me in the darkness I squinted into the shadows, trying to determine who it was approaching my broken self.
As the slim figure came closer, I was able to make out ratty jeans, a sweatshirt, and tennis shoes, but not much else. For once, I wished the street lamp would braze brighter.
Instantly, the light that trickled from the lamp poured into the alley, throwing the figure into perfect relief, and revealing my hiding spot.
"Hey," the boy said, removing his hood. "It's me, Remus."
I tried to stare at him suspiciously, but I think the image was ruined by the tears pouring down my face. He knelt gently down beside me, his eyes soft. He still reminded me of someone trying to calm a wounded, feral animal. Maybe, in a away, I seemed like one.
Unlike the last time we met, I didn't scrabble against the slick bags, terrified of the figure before me. In fact, I was unresponsive, tears still leaking from the corners of my eyes, the feeling of worthlessness and pain consuming me.
Remus knelt next to me, his bright eyes studying my bruised face and broken expression. "You look sad," he articulated, bringing the haunting ghost of a dry smile to my face, though I didn't let it show. "Let's be friends." He slowly extended his hand, the palm open, in what appeared to be a handshake. I'd never actually engaged in one, but I'd seen it done. Still, I stared at his hand, not moving. I didn't have friends. Even if I had the chance to interact with kids my own age, with anyone besides my father, I still wouldn't have friends. Friends required trust. Remus clearly trusted me, but the question was: did I trust Remus?
No, my mind hissed. I don't.
I need a friend. I silently whispered, knowing it was true. Knowing it was foolish, stupid, and likely to get me hurt, I tentatively reached out from the curled up shell that was my life and took Remus's hand, praying I wouldn't come to regret it.
Remus smiled, his face lighting up. He shook my hand briefly, though he didn't let go. Fear began to consume me, and I shied away from his touch, curling into a tighter ball. I whimpered in pain, everything broken within me shifting as I moved. Remus's face tightened with concern, his golden irises filled with compassion. It was an expression I was unused to, one that at first I mistook for anger, the only expression I really had ever known, besides disintrest and placid disconcern. I scrunched back against the wall, fear flashing across my face. Remus recoiled, then smiled reassuringly, as though promising me everything would be alright. He stretched out a hand toward me again, perhaps meaning to reassure me with his touch, but no one had ever reached out to me in love before. If someone extended a limb toward me, I automatically took it as a threat.
Shrieking, I felt dizzying blackness swarm over me, my vision tunneling before I passed out.
A/N
That was a pathetically weak and short chapter, and I'm sorry. You guys deserve something much longer! Cut me some slack though--I have finals this week and major writers' block. EW.
So...I'll update when I get one comment and two votes. Okay guys? You can do it!!!
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