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I'm so innocent, I'm guilty.
Joined: Feb 2008 Gender: Female  Posts: 138 Karma: 1 |  | Those Blue Eyes « Thread Started on Oct 5, 2008, 12:46pm » | |
Just a little weird story I made. 
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Her eyes always betrayed her.
In sadness, tears welled up and spilled down her cheeks, leaving streaks on reddened cheeks.
In anger, her eyes burned with a surprising fire. She always defended herself, and had the nasty habit of rubbing salt into the wounds of her superiors.
But when it came to love, her eyes were always large and delicate. The way she looked exposed the self-conscious little girl that lived inside of her Jealously and uncertainty battled in her eyes, and a trace of brave fire. It was soon extinguished, and she was left with only one thing in her gaze.
Hurt.
When she kissed for the first time, her eyes betrayed her fear. She always had the look of bravery in those blue eues, but not today. She only looked worried. And - was that a hint of passion?
Her pretty little face was twisted in a look of disgust as she gazed at me. I felt her anger stabbing me like daggers, but I didn't care. She was broken. She was alone.
Finally, she had become like me. Her bravery was broken down in was cried out. The fire in her eyes had melted away and was replaced by tears welling up. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her cheeks were light pink and puffy. She squinted at me, and I ran a hand through my hair.
It wasn't hate that broke her down. It was love. He had betrayed her, taken advantage of her. When he glanced at her, that self-conscious little girl was satisfied if only for a moment. I am compelled to ask her, "Was it worth it?" but I hold my tongue, waiting for her to speak.
Shock and anger battled in her gaze as she looked at me. She was struggling to fine the right words. I realized this and waited her her to speak, but she didn't. She only sat there, looking at her hands folded in her lap.
When she finally spoke, her voice cracked as thought she hadn't spoken her a long time. One delicate hand rested on a dark blue spot on one of her arms.
"Why?"
I answered as best I could, blinking my own blue eyes on dry tears.
"I was once like you. He betrayed me too. I felt I should be like one of the cheerleaders on the team, or at least be the girl next-door who will always be there for him. It took betrayal and hurt from him to realize and place and finally learn that love isn't what it's supposed to be, like in fairy tales. Love is dark and foreboding, and there is always a chance you'll be stabbed in the back. You have to learn to fight your own battles and be ready to be alone."
Her eyes met mine and she sounded like she was choking on the words.
"So I'll never find love?"
It's all a game of give and take, sweetie. If you learn that, you can learn anything."
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Geezs, that felt dark. Was anyone else surprised I'd be able to write that? *raises hand*
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