zaki arany { district six }

{ zaki arany }

She was a nice lady, I'll admit that. However this world wasn't built for kindness. Therefore she had to go. No man, woman, child, elder, being should submit to his eyes when we follow a society ruled by fear. After the taunts that have been thrown my way from her; kindness was only the first layer of several that drew me in. She was taunting. Not only a nice lady, she was a fine lady in the same title. A nice, fine lady, who drew me in with her elegant words and fluid moves. I've never seen someone like her before, really.

Some would've called me fucked up for leaving Odell. Those some would normally call me a cheater- disgusting, a vile creature for just leaving out of nowhere. Like it was some crime to just pop out of the world and out of your boyfriends' life. I called it curiosity. It's easy to understand what they're talking about though. It's cruel to just walk out of someone's life, and even worse when they welcomed you back into their arms. What confused people was that Odell and I had everything in their eyes. Happiness, pride joy. He and I grew up in similar backgrounds, and he was someone that enjoyed my company, as I did with his. If we were in this picture perfect relationship, why would I leave?

I was sixteen and curious; she was seventeen and beautiful. It was easy for her to wrap me around her fingers, really. It was easy itself to figure out how the puzzles fit together. Mum and Dad embraced the idea without even thinking. They believed that the 'lifestyle' that I've been living was something inhumane. So, as a teen desiring to be accepted, I believed it.

I changed my look, stopped putting my hair up like I normally did and I took off the glasses I normally wore. Changed from long-sleeved shirts to tank tops, pants to shorts. I was determined to become a new 'me'. They couldn't know that I had left a life behind for them. I wouldn't allow it of course, it was hard to admit that I left Odell in the first place. I walked taller, looked prouder. I presented myself with confidence and not the relaxed look I normally wore.

I spoke in a sharp, commanding tone. It was one that made me sound like I was the CEO of a business. People would see me as some sort of army commander. I stood stiff, I barked my orders and I became a me that nobody knew. Maybe so nobody knew it was me, but that's okay, I was in the period of questioning anyways.

Was I?

I lived with her for six months. She lived on the complete opposite side of the district, and I tried my best to avoid the side that knew me. That's the kind of person that I am really. Someone who runs away from the things that I'm scared of, because I'm too much of a fucking wimp to face them otherwise. I've always done that really. I always ran from the bullies and ran from emotions, anything that could've put any sort of vulnerability in my name typically. Who was ever dumb enough to trust someone else? In a lot of situations in this world, that gets you killed.

I'm not a fan of dying personally, I dunno about you.