Emotional brat 001

Bonus:

The place between the woods what was erupted in gigantic flames and fire, a little black-headed girl of juvenile sat between that deadly glare clasping a grown adult who was stained in blood that was being out of that big punch through his chest, on her tiny lap, weeping with her heart out-

"Papa... Papa....*Sob*, Someone Help Us!! " as she tried to press her tiny hand over the tremendous damage so that the blood won't pump out more but that was so bizarre to say,

"Vana...my daughter....you-you--"

"Pa- *sob* don't leave me..." she said gripping his bloody hand into her one finger, begging for something over which no one has absolutely no control,

"...avenge me...." and these were the last words before the blood runs cold in the trapping flame...and...

"*sob* I promise...I promise...I will make them bleed! " she threw her little fist as if smashing little pearls from her narrowed eyes that were burning,

A new beginning...A new beginning to blood!

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"N-Nev..."

"*Sob* ick, Don't touch me! " and she shooed my shivering hand, which I was trying to extend for put onto her shoulder as a sense of support,

Leaving me at the utopia of bafflement!

I'm still in conflict about whether what I witnessed was either true or just a fabrication of my numbing mind?!

But, when I curled my fingers with a little outgrowth of the nail that jags into my palm with a vital yet reckoning grip, the ache was true...her blood was true, her cry was true,

It was all true!

Unexpectedly,

"What happened between you, girlfriends? " Mito came running to the sight after hearing of cry and sobbing, looking at all of us three dumbstruck, whereas the lovesick cat bends her hot messed face away from his slightest of view, and folded her injury around her elbows,

Of course, she probably doesn't want to embarrass herself in front of her so-called 'crush' even before making any progress to achieve his heart,

But... Didn't she do her 'magic trick or spell or whatever it was in the god-forsaken name' - so apparently this progress is already in the making, isn't it?

Although, great! who is saying?!

I, the girl who undoubtedly holds the title for doing the task with the most embarrassment and unpredictability in the history of freshmen, was the one blameworthy!

Blame worthy of making her cry!

Blame worth of stabbing right through a pre-existing wound, which I don't know if would have been on any recovery... But a sure thing to say the wound, I encountered was long dated back, but how much?

That can only be stated once I touched the bottom of this bottomless sea of sorrow,

"Anyone? " he looked at me with his unfocused chesting eyes and dribbling sweat over his forehead,

Wait, is he concerned? Or am I just hallucinating his concern for more than 'just being human'?

that I blinked my eyes twice before returning to reality rather than the trains of thought and without any words, pressed my blood-soaked palm as if finding support, to his swollen but solid shoulder of this clean thin grey t-shirt with a round neck that he wore in such a bone-chilling cold.

Is he even human? Or do all athletes wear such clothes no matter what the sky is showering or the land is boiling or freezing- as if their bodies are made up of stone?!

Just like Viber! The foolish wolf! My so-called boyfriend...

"*whine* I-I got dust in my system... " but... My friend- who I considered the best of the best, the devil's official daughter, was crying her eyes out, as she slide tears from her cheeks but still, she was pushing to the limit to cover them...however, his face seem dissatisfied without any blinking blunder as he said with his raised eyebrow-

"It's moist soil"

"I am allergic to moist soil!" she cried recklessly, meeting his black eyes with that bloodshot iris of hers that was stressing from both corners in swollen blue veins, that even he, such a hulk boy was astounded, and without any further argument, skimmed with his soft eyelids at my perplexed and completely lost face through the edge of his heart-shaped jawline,

"... 's girl..."

And I released his bicep shoulder from my skeleton grasp leaving the patch of red liquid aka blood at the impact point on that clean grey shirt, however not any of my concern for that time because, with my grey eyes concentrated on the cry-some bestie of mine, who was harshly rubbing her wounded hand to her wet cheeks which were dipping in hot tears and the blood spots which was pertained to her wet cheeks like the wet color on the white canvas,

Her injury is unfurling and... Even he noticed that the blood wasn't there and now...

"Just-Just get out! *Whine* my face is-is... About to swell up!" she cried at the top of her lungs and turned her face to the oak's rough bark, with a child-like attitude, and more than childish-

"Swell up? As if like some communicable disease?! Like Mumps?! " he, the haze boy with a metallic physique cried with covering her mouth and nose under his both hands, taking his steps behind,

Agh!

Seriously... Still, want to keep the veil of her act in front of her so-called 'narcissistic' crush?! And it worked?!

Rolling my eyeballs, I forcefully held the coward guy's arm-

"Don't overreact! "

"Agh, you came into her contact too! And you are touching me! Ahhhh... Now my beautiful face is going to swell like a donut!!!! "

So drama king! As he was about to shoo my hand off any contact with his! But...

"Just stand here like a human or else I will heartily ask Viber to scar your pretty face with his pinky wolfy finger(wiggling my shortest finger of five in my vacant right hand illustrating close contact with his temples)"

And...all the strangeling forcing was quit abruptly, with a big lump of saliva down his thin throat,

Ha! This trick always works

However,

"Don't even think I am scared of you! " he growl through his fingers glancing at me with his deadly gaze but...

"Of course, you are not scared of me, but I know whom you are afraid of" I took my hand out of his frozen hands and stitched lips inside whom cursing was ready to pour out but poor thing, with an unforeseen attitude like one saying- 'hehe, I know your deepest secret',

"Stay," I said in my heels, without turning to that statued face covered with palms Man, in front of me was the fun-loving lass who was so mindless to run around like a little hamster without anticipating any consequences but today... The jolly sky was pouring heavy rain out of grey...

The rain of arrows smitten my progressing soul and my feet felt heavy, my breath seem to grow too profound with my heart rate, and I felt suffocated as if that scarf around my neck appear to be a rope around my windpipe...that I grip the silk cloth just above my collarbone loosening its stretch... But... My head was throbbing, with a vague drop of tear driving through the corner of my eyes-

"Will, do you think today's day is good to die?! "

"...how pale you look right now tells exactly, how you got 'discharged before time'..."

"he's... hot... "

"Me too, sister... "

That warmth of her embrace, of her smile, and shimmer of her narrow eyes... A sibling? A companion? She...has become something to me like no one... How? I seriously don't know...

and abruptly, I pulled the most precious thing of mine- the light pinkish scarf around my neck, the same scarf that was given by the group of my high school friend who never knew what that safeguarded my twelve-year-old secret, as I took it into the open cinch,

My neck, pale and frigid felt as if being kissed by a thousand kisses of the chilling breeze that first burned on impact and then chill me to my spine!

Maria without any emotional state as always, standing like another great sculpture standing near an oak tree, was hard hit as her eyes widened and her lips parted staring straight at me, however, her chest was stiff like they had quit breathing...and me?

"Nev... N-*sob*"

The girl with those flooding eyes as I was as if walking on sinking ground of overwhelming emotions,

Seriously, What the hell of chemical reactions happening inside me?!

But, the receiver didn't respond and clutched the bark of an oak tree between her arms, embracing it and completely ignoring me, that a flinch of additional guilt load to my chest and my feet froze to a few inches of reachable distance-

Great, look now she won't talk to you!

This broke something inside me...

"Booyah!!!!! Booyah!!!! "

And I couldn't be more shameful that I seriously did it... The two eyes of face covered boy and my hybrid friend stick to me in an instance, all confused especially Mito's who must be thinking-

'Does this girl get extreme mood swings or something?! '

But... Nev was still reluctant, still sticking to the bark of the tree like a panda in the bamboo garden,

"I-* sob* don't know what you have gone through, Nev but...but...I will always love you no matter what...I will...I swear..."

the reluctant soul turned her skull- with those little ching-chong eyes that were red and somewhat swollen but...

something is changing? Of course, something truly is...

her face said so, those eyes were baffled but softened finally meeting mine, and her black as-coal hairs that fall onto her shoulder which were messed up were gliding into the silent waft of the demolished wasteland,

"*Sob*I swear I will..." With a little step now I stood just in front of her, I bend and touched her little yellow face that was dirty with wet mud and a blood spot, however, this time there was no reluctance at all, just our eyes contrasting into each other,

"Even if you are clumsy, always drag me into childish things...I won't say a word...but please don't kill yourself- you are precious to us, in this entire universe, god has only created this one antique out of all..." With a giggle, I crouched down and lifted my precious scarf to her face,

But... Then seriousness flooded my veins,

"If you die...I don't know honestly from whom I will learn to be childish again?" I whisper while stroking her cheek to the scarf, and her eyes grew wide looking questionably over me, and then...her eyes stood gazing with a horrified look onto my collarbone,

"Not everyone's childhood is like a happy memory" I chuckle but my voice was already on the brink of cracking,

The cat is out of the box

But, without any fierce reaction to her complex (almost horrid) reaction, I withdraw the piece of cloth from her face and clasp her limp injured hand caressing my shivering hand,

"But...I'm happy I met you...cause now I am not afraid of losing my scarf anymore, I am freed up of hiding myself in the scarf" and wrapped her injury in my darling light pink scarf that was a farewell gift from my high school BFFs who never knew...that what I would we hiding under its care,

"It's okay if you don't like to be my...friend anymore...I won't *whine* or pressurize you" I said adequately pressurizing her with those tears that were about to flood out of my eyes,

That I had to itch my eyes so that those tears that were burning like chilly in my eyes won't roll down,

But... They did...

Oh god damnit!

"Sorry...sorry, I need to--"

"Pfft...how are you such an emotional brat?! " abruptly, she busted into sudden laughter,

(hey hello,

Who missed me?

Okay...I guess... You are angry?

But... I am here and wrote 2k words! And today's chapter was a great loophole that I died resolving but at last, I did today!

But one thing is that... Maybe you would feel after reading this story so far that

'Nev is emerging as new love rival'

However, let it be suspense for now, and also, your girl is grown to go to college by the 15 of this month now

Yours,

Author)

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Spoiler: "Why did you not leave? " our protagonist asks that strong physique but the narcissistic boy shrugged with a blush,

Also, "I will make them bleed! "

A lot is going on around that that is just on the surface.

Also,

"Willow stone! " how can you forget the frosty but heavenly shine