When I got home, I smiled. It was the first time I smiled genuinely in years. I ran to my room like there's no tomorrow and jumped onto my bed. Immediately, I called for Alice. Alice shimmered into existence, her usual sly smile rested on her face.
"Yes Alina?" I smiled and sighed softly,
"This week has been wonderful!" Alice's smile wavered,
"You're smiling. Alina, are you sick?" I shook my head,
"It's just...I never expected myself to enjoy spending time with others. Noel makes it a lot more enjoyable." Alice's expression was finally readable for once. Her usual guarded, sly smile was replaced with a look of disdain. She shook her head and sighed,
"I thought you were someone I could respect. She's bad for you, that Noel. She's making you feel irrational thoughts. You shouldn't be hanging out. What about you ambitions? What about your brain? I thought you vowed that you will become the youngest girl to be president!" How dare she? I created her and she treats me like I'm the faulty invention. I fought back tears, but it was too late. Tears slid down my face uncontrollably. Alice's eyebrows knit together in worry,
"See? You're getting too attached. Stay away from her. You need to focus on your goals and finding a way to make yourself feel full." I forced myself to unclench my fist. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger boiling inside of me.
"She makes me feel full. She does." Alice sighed exasperatedly,
"You don't even know how that feels. How do you know she's the one?" Alice's smile became smug.
"Get out." I muttered softly. Alice crossed her arms and sniffed disdainfully. I can't take it anymore.
"GET OUT!" Alice jumped back at my anger. I rarely get angry at people, but when I do, I'm not someone you want to mess with. Alice left immediately. The pain became fresh and immediate now that everything sank in. I crumbled to the floor, too weak to stop myself from silently crying. Slowly, I curled into a ball as tears drip down my pale face. An hour passed. Maybe two. It felt like eternity as the pain slowly numbs my body. I've never felt so empty. I'm broken.
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Shattered Like Glass
FantasyEmpty. That's the only thing Alina feels. Her amazing brain can imagine anything, her IQ higher than most. What will happen when someone makes her feel full? What about that same someone leaves her? A fragile heart like hers would become shattered l...
