!Xilef Yadhtrib-Nu Yppah [Months!plot]
Mar 1, 2012 22:00:16 GMT -5
Post by NoireRose on Mar 1, 2012 22:00:16 GMT -5
[/size][/blockquote]Felix "Valentine" Trusdale
Avox ~ February
Yellow is for the sun and his other color
Blue is for the skies and his action color
Green is for the grass and when somebody else talks/writes color
Pink is for his birthstone and his writing color
Purple is for his birth flower and his thought color
It wasn't even my birthday. I couldn't smile and every thing was wrong. It was only 30 minutes until the party and here I was standing in my room absorbing every moment I could get. Sawa and Sonia were busy getting the last minute details in. Devyni and Krysta were getting ready by finishing up their own little finishing touches.
All I did was lock myself in the room. I knew why they were having the party today. It was my made-up birthday. The anniversary of my birth. My frown deepened. I missed my sisters. The sisters that I knew I would never see. The sisters who would blind-fold me and buy me a cake even though I didn't want it. They would of scrounged up money to give me and I would spend it on them instead of myself. Everything went swimmingly until I became an avox. When I became an avox I disconnected myself from every one including myself.
I disconnected myself because I knew if I didn't somebody would get hurt, and I didn't want that. I just wanted to be alone. The tears start coming on and I clench my fists over my necklace. The necklace that had been in my family for as long as I can remember. My father had it from his past family and my mother took it after he died because it reminded her of him. My mother was a sick woman after my father died, and that's why I killed her. The thought alone makes me sick to my stomach. Secretly, all I want to do is throw up, curl up in a ball, and die. Maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to forgive myself then.
I get up and reach inside of my closet, and I dig out my best suit. The black and white one that has the vest. I wipe away the tears from my eyes and I take out the song book that once was my father's. I wander out into the hall and make my way to the piano. I feel numb and I stroke the casing of the piano. It sends shivers down my spine, and my breathing begins to act up. I place the music book on the stand and I lay my head down briefly on the casing. The only thing that brings me closer to my father is that book and the music it holds. I open the case and brush my fingers up against the ivory white keys.
One of my fingers finds it's place and plays the key it found. My ears pick up a noise from the direction of the door frame. I look up to the door and find Sawa and Sonia standing together. My vision switches that to an image of my mother and my father covered in blood. Instantly, I become enraged at their invasion of my moment. I get up and stomp over to the door and slam it in their face. I turn my back against the door and slide down it. The tears have officially came and the voices are teasing me again. My mind repeats their phrases and begins to play those melodies that my father played on the piano.
The voices surround me and begin laughing at me. I pull my feet closer to my body. I bite my tongue to try to stop crying, and I try to calm my body down. I begin scratching my wrists drawing blood, and the iron taste fills my mouth. When I hear a simple knock at the door my entire body freezes. Time stands still, the voices hide for a moment, the red blood stains my white shirt, and I wipe the tears from my eyes. I regain my composure, and I hear another knock. I'm not entirely sure if I know the knock or not but I move away from the door and go back to the piano. Right as I'm about to sit down the door opens and reveals the person who knocked.
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