Chapter two: Yellow Skies
The autumn leaves around me like snow on a flower me and I hide in a ditch and I see black shoes run back and forth and they stop, and my sunny yellow shirt is all muddy and my shorts are ripped.
“Boo, Amber!” Said the little boy
I freak out; it is Dionýz and I about eleven years ago we played out in the wooded areas a lot back in the north.
He kisses me, and withdraws and he tackles me and pins me down.
“Let go of me please!” I yelled
He smiles. “So who will be going first today?” He said coldly
He gets closer to my face and he kisses me his warm tongue in mine and my arms wrap around his back.
You must be wondering how do eight year olds do this…well we are not normal me and Dionýz are child hood friends we grown up together and we did everything together and I mean everything slept in the same bed just everything and I was the same kid as I am now.
“Amber, you know what I wonder.” Asked Dionýz
I turn and look at him. “What” I said rudely
“Pff its nothing.” He grumbled
Now.
I am face flat on his bed and he is right next to me and he is asleep also the alarm is screaming in French revolution terror and I wake up and he is right next to me.
“Was I drunk last night?” I wondered
He wakes up and he kisses me. “Morning Amber.” Said Dionýz Coldly
I turn off the alarm, and there is rum right next to the bed.
“OH GOD WE WERE DRUNK LAST NIGHT!” I Freaked out
He gives a blunt look and smiles.
“You helped me make rum cookies last night Amber.” He Said Lightly
“Phew, me getting drunk will be bad for my breath.” I said rudely
Dionýz takes a deep breath and walks in to the other room, and I look around I see pictures of me him, his mom and dad (before they got divorced when he was two) his older brother and sister.
I take a long look at the brother and sister one, His older Sister Phoenix and Brother Zephyr look exactly like their mom and dad, Dark skinned, Phoenix has ice blue eyes like her dad and Zephyr has soda bottle green eyes like his mom and they both have the nose of their dad long but small, but Dionýz is the tallest out of them.
“Nothing has changed in my house.” Said Dionýz sadly
I turn and look at him and he smiles. “Dad still blames mom for me being gay because…” Said Dionýz timidly
“She slept with a woman, and you saw it.” I said coldly
He turns around. “So let’s put the bake goods in the oven.” He said boldly
I grab his arm, I know I am not the tallest tree in the forest I am only five foot eleven inches tall and not the most strongest either, but he turns and looks at me. “Dionýz you have not changed you ALWAYS change the subject when something is wrong now please tell me!” I yelled
He avoids my eyes “That’s the first time in years I heard you say ‘please’ Amber.” Dionýz murmured
I pinch his face hard and pull him close to my face. “Tell me Dionýz!” I Shouted
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Power of the Rose
Fiksi RemajaCold, Spiteful, Nineteen year old, male, Ambrosa "Ambrose." or "Amber." Basile has been a actor ever since he was two, and Renne "Ren" D'amor has been a Male model ever since he was six and soon later they both meet, at a photo shoot. Ren is sweet...