The Redback Rose
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Ongoing39m
Last published Sat, Feb 16, 2019
The cracked grey shore ran unrivaled into the horizon, murky waves of teal washing our footprints away. Peter sat on a driftwood log, his shoulders hunched from defeat.
"Now you know," he started, ringing the stress from his hands. I sat there, eyes rimmed wide with disbelief. The world as I knew it didn't exist anymore, we were only playthings in this great universe. Where we simply expendable? Did our lives, our loves, not equal enough to be considered worthy? I turned away from him, running a hand through my hair and watching the waves crash on the shore.
It's one thing, to be betrayed by someone you love. It's another to be betrayed by yourself.
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"Who are you?" I demand. The boy in front of me replies, "That's not how this works, love." I freeze. That phrase. That voice. It can't be. I look up but he's just a cloaked silhouette. The rustling stops when boys surrounding us step from their hiding spots and light lanterns. Every single one of them masked and cloaked. Except the one in front of me. The lamps lit, and I see his face. "Whoa," slips from my lips as I stare at the boy in front of me. His eyes widen and his jaw almost, just almost, drops. With his guard down for that one instant I lose all fear and gain control. "You!" I yell suddenly overflowing with anger. My stomach heats with rage. I fight to stand, stronger this time with anger as fuel. He backs up, his breath increasing. Obviously, uneasy, I take it as a win and almost stand all the way. "You. What are you doing here? How did you find this place!" He switched to angry. "You! You're the reason! They put me back because of you! It was all cause of you! It was your fault! All of it!" I'm so angry I yell only what I can. My thoughts flying through my head I can only yell unexplained nonsense. I've never felt anger like this before. The red glow lightly pours off my own skin and I take notice to it. I compare it to the glow coming off of him. Suddenly, it's an instinct to allow the anger to explode and in doing so the red glow is taken from his chest as I absorb it all and throw it out in all directions. I yank down away from the boy holding me just as the red glow gets sucked from him, absorbed into my hands, and then thrown out in a sphere of red glow. All boys stumbling but not by much and the one holding me gets knocked back, I'm free. "You die now, Peter Pan!"
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