Trials of Love
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,356
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
What Happened Here...?
Note: I’m going by Japanese rule of surname then first name. Just so you all won’t get confused. I‘m so liberal...
Trials of Love
Chapter 1
What Happened Here...
By: Slick
I sat in the middle of my charred living room floor, hugging my knees to my chest. My eyes darted about the gloomy area, tormented by the forlorn void that swathed me. I had gone two days without eating and many more with nothing much else.
Sighing heavily, I stood, walking towards the grimy, balcony windows, wiping away the dark, smoky film looking out and down amongst the city. Such small specs humans were from way up here. Of course, I am only human as well. But I am a clever one. One with strength, intelligence and power to elude unimpressive fools who follow in my tracks.
My girlfriend, Ken Aikyou, didn’t count as one of those ’fools’. She was someone I adored like a fanatic, cherished like a jewel and loved with everything I had to offer. I hurt her emotionally once before and almost ended my life because of it. But that, is just part of my account I have to share. Tearing myself from the confines of the balcony windows, I sauntered into the one bedroom of this eerily scalded, vacant apartment.
Slowly, I walked up next to the only piece of furniture in the now black and cold apartment. I sat on the edge of the bed and draped my arm protectively over my lover. I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss upon her cheek, careful not to stir her resting essence.
She smiled softly in her slumber. I smiled as well, watching her sleep peacefully. Removing myself from next to her, I walked into the bathroom, wiping away the dark film that had gathered upon the mirror after years of build-up. I stared into the reflection with cold, dark brown eyes. I could‘ve sworn I had no reflection after my crude and harshly lived 16 years of my life. How rude of me, already knee deep in this story an I have yet to introduce myself.
My name is Ookami Seijaku. I am a 16 year old female without purpose. This apartment you see, has gone through Hell. An no... Not metaphorically speaking... There are things about me you would like to know, yes? Of course. If you hadn’t wanted to know of me, you wouldn’t be reading this? Well, reader, here... is my story...
Trials of Love
Chapter 1
What Happened Here...
By: Slick
I sat in the middle of my charred living room floor, hugging my knees to my chest. My eyes darted about the gloomy area, tormented by the forlorn void that swathed me. I had gone two days without eating and many more with nothing much else.
Sighing heavily, I stood, walking towards the grimy, balcony windows, wiping away the dark, smoky film looking out and down amongst the city. Such small specs humans were from way up here. Of course, I am only human as well. But I am a clever one. One with strength, intelligence and power to elude unimpressive fools who follow in my tracks.
My girlfriend, Ken Aikyou, didn’t count as one of those ’fools’. She was someone I adored like a fanatic, cherished like a jewel and loved with everything I had to offer. I hurt her emotionally once before and almost ended my life because of it. But that, is just part of my account I have to share. Tearing myself from the confines of the balcony windows, I sauntered into the one bedroom of this eerily scalded, vacant apartment.
Slowly, I walked up next to the only piece of furniture in the now black and cold apartment. I sat on the edge of the bed and draped my arm protectively over my lover. I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss upon her cheek, careful not to stir her resting essence.
She smiled softly in her slumber. I smiled as well, watching her sleep peacefully. Removing myself from next to her, I walked into the bathroom, wiping away the dark film that had gathered upon the mirror after years of build-up. I stared into the reflection with cold, dark brown eyes. I could‘ve sworn I had no reflection after my crude and harshly lived 16 years of my life. How rude of me, already knee deep in this story an I have yet to introduce myself.
My name is Ookami Seijaku. I am a 16 year old female without purpose. This apartment you see, has gone through Hell. An no... Not metaphorically speaking... There are things about me you would like to know, yes? Of course. If you hadn’t wanted to know of me, you wouldn’t be reading this? Well, reader, here... is my story...