Encre POV:
I finished. I made a huge art piece on their stake rink. Let's see them mess with an artist now. Stupid kids need to learn their lessons. I guess I can always go to the festival as a normal person then. It. Should be fun. I hope. Anyways. The festival starts soon. I can hear the wheels coming up "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS" one of the kids screamed. "*french(I'm too lazy sorry)* its a little thing called revenge children. Hopefully this teaches you all a lesson. Ciao" I walked away with that established. Though I suppose nobody here really knows french.... oh well. It felt good to say. I feel accomplished. And I feel that I need a shower as well. I have chalk all over my arms and legs and the sun is setting soon.
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I go home and clean up. "Ahk there's so much chalk.*again in french*" I dry off feeling much better and I get dressed. I decide to get a bit of money and go to the festival. To my dismay. Everybody seems to hate me. Maybe I shouldn't go after all... yeah. I think I'll stay home.... that seems like a much safer idea than.... facing everyone. *sigh* no matter. Home is where the heart is.... though my heart was stolen long ago. So I suppose it matters no more. I wish things weren't like this. I wish things could go back to the way they were where everyone could be happy and it wasn't so difficult. Where our child wasn't growing up without knowing his father. God. I can't believe this. Aghhhh. I need to just... move on. I need to just. Sleep. I want to sleep forever. I want to sleep forever in a world where there is no more pain and no more suffering. I wish. Oh god I wish.
I cried. And cried. But nobody came to my aid as always I am alone. And I am afraid. I want things to change. But they won't. I drift slowly to sleep. As my vision turned to black and the tears stained my skull I saw him. Leaning over me just as I lost consciousness
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Fallacy x Encre {requests open}
ФанфикThis is my very own twist on this story ok?? So don't get mad if it's way different than the others.