The Ruby Trifold

My complicated life...

I sat down suddenly and slowed my breathing down so that i could barely hear it. leaning over, i peeked around the corner. Gethern was leaning on the wall and watching the other two. Errapel was in the middle of talking to Cythraul.

"....know very well i was here first! i have first dibs!" Cythraul, looking bored, squinted at Errapel and said "yes, but you know very well that the Akodo says that as many as two people can challenge the heir for a chance."

At this, Gethern pushed herself off of the wall and said "i'm game if you are . . . . and if your not too." Saying this, she stalked off in the opposite direction as me. Cythraul followed her, and after a minute, so did Errapel.

I sat back, closed my eyes, and pondered. 'Who could they possibly mean? I might not look like it, but i will protect my classmates, no matter what.' i opened my eyes and gasped. Errapel was right in front of me.

"Hear anything good?" he snarled at me. I looked at him with the coldest, most piercing glare i had. "No, not anything that made sense. Why?" I demanded. He sighed and said "No reason. Stay away from both of them though." i sighed and said "Fine!" I couldn't muster much more than that, because i was drained from yelling at the popular girls earlier.

i got up and walked off. I unlocked my sleek black and silver motorcycle form the tree. Wrapping my silver chain around the frame, i kickstarted my bike and reveled in the almost silent purr of the engine. Climbing on, i lifted my feet and left the school grounds.

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On my way home, i heard mewling from the side of the road. I slowed my motorcycle to a crawl and got off. I made sure my bike was securely tied to a tree. Waking over, i saw a beat up old box on the side of the road.

Peering inside, i saw three little cats crawling over their dead mother. I sighed and pulled off my hoodie. Making a makeshift cradle out of my jacket, i tied the three kittens to my stomach and went to my bike. Unlocking it, i started it up again and left the scene. Glancing back, i remember seeing the fresh dirt being stirred up by some unseen wind.

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After stopping by the pet store, i went home. Walking in the door, i was startled by the sight of my mom sitting on the couch. "MOM!?" i cried out. "What's wrong!? you never get up!" My mom looked over and said "i know, and i'm so sorry for that. I know i haven't been around for most of your life since your father left."

I sighed and looked at her thoroughly. Her sleek fiery red hair had wilted and dulled. Her electric blue eyes turned watery and she essentially wilted. This was the first time that she had been up and off of her pills. 

I guess she was trying to get a good look at me too. When she took in my pink waist length hair and my steampunk/goth outfit, she seemed upset. "How did you get this way? And why were you riding that death-trap out there? Who gave you permission?" she wailed at me.

I gave her the same stare i gave to errapel earlier and said "i gave MYSELF permission, because you were never around! I had to scrounge for myself for the past four years mom! If i can still call you that!!! You fell apart after Johnny left, and i didn't have enough time, patience, OR power to stay here, pick up your shattered pieces, and nurse your bruised ego to abso-fucking-lutely perfect condition again!!!

"So instead, i took you to the doctor and let him prescribe you 50 million fucking pointless drugs- that i had to pay for,  by the way- which cost me at least $250, so you owe the fact that you're still breathing to my measly salary from Aethid's store! Do you know how fucking boring it is to count how many shirts are in 60 racks . . . . . for a LIVING!?"

Looking shocked, my mother's eyes became glassy. I glared at her and said "Mom, no. No more crocodile tears. Either throw out your meds, or go back to your illegal drug-induced coma, because i really don't need the drama, and i was better off without you to begin with." Stalking to my room, i slammed the door. ...............................................................................................................

Safely in my room, I sighed once more. 'i've done more sighing today than ever in my life. I feel a little bad, but it felt really good to finally tell my mom to get off of her high horse.... Oh crap! I have to feed these kittens!'

i knelt down on the floor and opened up the jacket. Gently, i pulled out a cushion, i put it on my bedside table. Pulling out three baby bottles, i filled each one of them with milk and i fed the kittens one b y one. After they had stopped mewling, i put them gently on the cushion.

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 MAG: hello readers! since this chapter goes longer, i split it up into two because the page would be to long otherwise. Thanks for reading!!!