Innocently Rebellious

today

                         Today  I  lost everything.

My dignity.

My belief.

My hope.

Myself.

And it all started with one rumour.

Rumours that destroyed not only me but everyone I loved. Rumours that turned someone into something. Something wasteful. Something useless. Something broken. Something monstrous.

Funny isn't it?

How such little things can define you in unbelievable ways.

In this case,

I'm the guy who grew mad, just like his mother. The guy who can't live with drugs just like his brother. The guy who made a man lose the ability of walking for the rest of his life, just like his father. The guy who's older sister hanged herself for the rest of the world to see.

The painful thing? they were all true.

My mom did go to an institution and had a mental breakdown that absolutely destroyed her. Because of pain.

My brother did rely on drugs and disappeared every once in a while. Because of his pain.

My father did cripple a man. Because of his pain.

And I,

Ignored everyone.

Until I couldn't anymore,

So I started building up my reputation.

The guy with no soul.

No heart.

No nothing.

The guy everyone fears.

The guy who broke noses and bones.

The guy who turned from nobody to something.

And that something is a monster.

That something is me.

And if that's what the world wants to see,

then so be it.

I broke hearts.

I broke lives.

I broke relationships.

I broke anything that would dare stand in my way.

And that's when she came.

Ria Bahar.

Long story short,

we fell in love.

Or at least I thought she did as well.

In the end, she only used me to see if the boy who's heartless isn't so heartless after all.

She declared it to the world like a trophy made of pure diamonds.

I promised myself I would one day give her a taste of her own medicine.

And so I did.

I found her.

The girl who's the only one better than her.

The girl whose eyes can make one fall to their knees.

The girl who underestimates perfection.

Hamlet Stones.

Simple plan really,

I try to catch her attention.

To find her alone and woe her.

And it happened one night,

when Hamlet was returning to her home.

I followed her.

And I'm glad I did.

Because it made things so much easier.

Camara Blues. I know your secret.

And so I did what I do best..

Take one's weakness to an advantage.

I blackmailed her.

I threatened her.

And when I finally thought I'd get my revenge.

I find myself in a deeper hole.

One where I dug it up myself.

This is where it all started.

This is where I gave things that went downhill another try.

This is the story of a girl and me.

A girl who's not as who she may seem.

A girl who hides in secrets.

A girl whom I can't understand why she would keep such secrets.

But it's not my story to tell.

It's hers.

To anyone reading this..

Welcome to Innocently Rebellious.