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The Blind Kind

The Blind Kind

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WpMetadataNoticePublikasi terakhir Kam, Mei 14, 2020
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May 4th, 2018 The rustling of the leaves outside the high school window filled the heightened senses of a certain raven haired boy as a woman guides him through the maze of a school he now goes to, unfortunately. The clicking of her heels echo through the empty halls of the school. "Alright, Izzy, are you sure you got it from here..?" Isaiah, the boy in question, rolls his dull eyes behind his glasses in response. "I'll be fine, Liv. I'm not a child..." He mumbles his last sentence, hoping his sister wouldn't hear it. She did, of course, but chose to ignore it to please her little brother. She brushes a couple cat hairs off his shirt, pulling him into a hug when she's done. "Call me at lunch okay?" She smiles at the raven haired boy. He rolls his eyes once more, but a small smile pulls at the corners of his mouth despite his efforts not to. "Of course Liv." Olivia smiles, satisfied with his answer, she steps away. Isaiah is quiet for a moment, hand hovering over the doorknob. He turns his head towards his sister. "...You can leave now Liv." Olivia purses her lips, before hugging Isaiah once more. "Alright, alright...I got the clue. Remember to call me." Isaiah nods with a small huff, and with that his sister reluctantly walks down the hallway. Isaiah waits for the click of her heels to fade away before opening the door. The teacher looks to the door, pausing her lecture on 'those damned vape things' as she called them a few minutes ago. A small shiver makes its way up Isaiah's spine, sensing all the eyes on him as he speaks up. "Isaiah Moore. Is this Mrs. Lewin's class?" (*Cough* Original story *Cough*)
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The rooftop scene played in slow motion in her eyes. Her boyfriend's hands wrapped around her best friend, their lips locked, their laughter echoing in the crisp morning air. Her heart didn't just break it turned to dust. The voices in her head chuckled darkly, whispering like shadows: "If you had chosen him... you wouldn't be in pain. He would never betray you. He has been watching, waiting... a red flag to the world, but to you... a green light." She staggered back, her breath trembling. "Who... who are you?" she whispered, pressing her hands to her ears. "We are your choices. Your paths. And the gangster who scares everyone? He would rather die than see you cry." The voices faded, but their words rooted in her chest. The next day in class, she could barely focus. Everyone knew her as the quiet girl who never caused trouble, but now her world tilted sideways. When she glanced at the back corner, she caught him staring Raven, the school's infamous gangster. He leaned against his chair lazily, tattoos peeking from under his sleeve, but his eyes those sharp, storm colored eyes softened the moment they met hers. She quickly looked away, cheeks burning. At lunch, she found her seat empty. Her supposed best friend didn't sit beside her anymore. Her ex avoided her completely, as if she was the one at fault. She tried to eat, but her throat closed up. Then a tray slammed down across from her. "You're not eating," Raven muttered, sitting down uninvited. Her eyes widened. "Why are you-" "Because you look like hell," he cut in. "And because I told myself if I ever see you cry over someone who isn't me, I'll make them regret it." Her stomach knotted. Was he joking? Threatening? Or... protecting? Before she could answer, the voices whispered again-only she could hear them: "See? He burns for you. Dangerous to others, safe for you. Don't push him away..."

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