Tears of a Ghost
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Here comes the dramatic chapter one!
Tears. The lonely sound of single drops hitting porcelain. Sobs. Heavy breathing and violent shaking from deep inside. Blood. Oozing slowly from cuts all over. Fear, anger, sadness. The only three things possible to feel. Orphaned, homeless and dead to everyone.....
I glanced up to my reflection in the cracked mirror. Blood from a gash in my forehead ran down my tear streaked face. Ash settled on my features, highlighting my cursed green eyes. Then I remembered it all. The orphanage burnt down. I was the only survivor, and here I was in the remainder of a bathroom, crying and bleeding. I mentally slapped myself. "Come on Rosalie! Wake the hell up!" I thought, angry at myself for just standing there. Everything I had left was now lying around me in piles of soot and debris. For an orphaned fifteen-year-old, I didn't have much. I had no friends at the orphanage, and the owner, Mrs Levian, hated me. I didn't have many belongings. All I possessed was a small leather wallet with a picture of my family in it, which was now in the singed pocket of my orphan uniform. (Brown jeans and a beige jumper) I grabbed it and examined the old fabric. There wasn't much damage, but the smell of smoke stood potent, even though I was surrounded by it. It suddenly occurred to me, I was free. No more working like a slave in a stuffy orphanage. No more getting beaten for no reason. No more kids taunting me for being the oldest. the thought of freedom took over my mind, and I found myself climbing over the gate and running in a random direction. Yes, I would have to suffer hunger and cold, but at least I could be alone.
Homeless, yes, but free.
Fearful, yes, but free.
Wounded both emotionally and physically, yes, but free.
Freedom was all I needed. Even if I was dead to everyone.
I found a dark alley and sat down. I caught my breath and looked to where I came from. The streets of London were busy, and nobody noticed me, the thin, small girl with her head in her hands, watching the smoke rising from the orphanage. Nobody seemed to care that sixty-five children lost their lives in a devastating fire. London was selfish. But at the same time, London was empathetic, in a weird way. Some passers by, an old lady, threw a five pound note at my feet. I picked it up in awe. I'd been out here less than ten minutes, and I already had food money.
I buried my face in my hands and let the tears fall. I mentally said goodbye to dear young Alice. The youngest orphan, at five. I looked after her, she idolised me. She used to follow me around everywhere, and when it was lights out, I snuck to her room and sang to her. Thoughts of Alice made me smile. I tried to remember my last moments with her. The fire was already roaring, and she was crying her eyes out, clasping onto me like a koala does a tree. I was on the floor, holding her close as she screamed. Out of nowhere, a wooden beam fell from the ceiling, landing on top of poor Alice. I remember her staring at me with pained eyes. With her last breath, she sang the first line of our song, the song I wrote for her.
"Think of me when you're all alone...." Then I knew she was gone.
Tears spilt down my front as I remembered the rest of the song.
"Think of me when you're all alone, think of me when you can't sleep. Smile for me when I'm not there, and smile for me when I cry. Cry for me when I'm gone, but remember I will always be there...." I shakily sang the song to myself, my voice breaking at the last line. I hugged my knees and cried quietly. An uneasy sleep came over me as London hit sunset. -
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HERE COMES CHAPTER TWOOOO:
Fire surrounds me, smoke billowing into the black night sky. I struggle to breath. I can feel death is close...
I woke up with a small yelp to find out that I was having a nightmare. It was still dark, but the street lamps lit up the alley way dimly. In my hand was the scrunched up five-pound note that the woman gave to me. I decide to buy myself some food. I stand up shakily, and stalk out of my place. It wasn't long before I found a small newsagents that was open all night. I walk in and the first thing I see is the warm pasties. I'm able to buy two, and I was in such a rush to leave that I almost forgot them.
As I walked back to the alley, I see a dark figure walk up to me. They're more than a metre away but the stench of alcohol still found it's way to my nose. They were incredibly drunk. I could see by the way he walked. He started to jog until he came to me. In an angry voice he said; "You've done it now kid!" And punched me in the stomach. As I hunched over in pain, he kicked me until I hit the floor face first. I could feel the blood pouring from my nose. He ran away again, and I struggled my way back to my alley. I brought my knees up to my face and began to cry, my tears burning against my bruised face. The blood dripped from my nose and onto my ugly clothes.
I stayed like this for hours. The sun had arrived ages ago, and I was still in the same position. There was silence as I thought. "Hey... are you alright?" A soft male voice echoed down the alley. I looked up and saw a boy of about 16 looking at me from across the alley. My face was blood-stained, I had a bruise on my cheekbone and my stomach hurt like hell, but I still nodded. The boy looked at me. He wasn't fooled.
Who was this guy?
Should I trust him?
Right now I would trust anyone who would help me. -
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And three because I can
Dan's POV:
She was hurt. There was blood dripping from her nose and her left cheekbone was badly bruised. Something about the way she looked at me with scared, tearful green eyes made me want to help. Want to save her. Want to sit down with her and talk until the sun went down. "What happened?" My voice broke mid-sentence, causing me to sound intimidating. I thought she'd freak, but she just sat there, staring at me with those eyes. "I- don't really know." Her voice was quiet, but I could tell she was fearful. She didn't break eye-contact with me, even as she spoke. I walked over to here, careful not to be too sudden. I sat beside her, expecting her to shuffle away. She didn't move. "My... name is Dan..." I desperately tried to make conversation. "Rosalie." She turned to me and smiled weakly. I grinned. "So... how'd you get here?" She seemed surprise by my question . She raised an arm and pointed to a huge pile debris. There was a metal gate before it reading ORPHANAGE. I gasped. It was gone. Burnt. Ash. Nothing. She grimaced and slammed a hand to her stomach. She winced. Tears flew to her eyes as she relaxed her arm. My first instinct was to wipe the pained tears from her face. I strained myself.
We had been talking for ages. I don't even know if it was hours or days. Beep, beep! A quiet noise came from my pocket. I whipped my phone out. It was ten o'clock in the morning, time for me to leave. I stood. "Keep your head up, Rosalie." I placed a twenty-pound note on her shoe and winked, before running away. I didn't want to leave her like that, but I would come back later.
Rosalie's POV:
He just left. I wanted him to stay longer, but he was gone. The pain in my stomach had subsided when he was there, but now he was gone, it came back. Dan was his name. He had perfect hair, perfect eyes, and his clothes were messy but they suited him so well. I smiled at the money he left for me. I pulled my tattered wallet out of my pocket and tucked it inside. I kissed the picture of my family and lay against the wall. I would wait for Dan to come back, even if he didn't come back today. He made me feel better. -
And 4
He came back. Just as I began to give up hope, he came back. I was hunched up in the corner, shivering from the cold. The day had been dull and grey, chilling the stone wall that was my backrest. He was all wrapped up in a coat and he looked so comfortable. "Dan!" I choked. I had been silent all day, and the sudden noise from my throat made me jump. I could see him smile, even through his scarf. He headed over to me, and he hadn't even sat down when I felt his warmth. I just wanted to cuddle up to him and sleep. The bag on his back was fit to burst. It intrigued me. Finally, he opened it. It was full of something fabricated. He pulled it out and revealed that it was a thick blanket. Confused, I tilted my head. He chuckled and threw it over me. He sat in front of me and tucked the edges of it around me. Smiling, he leaned back. I squirmed to see if I could move, and found I was trapped. I frowned at Dan's amused face.
Dan's POV:
She was adorable. Through the soot and messy hair, she was absolutely adorable. Her playful frown when I trapped her. The way she choked out my name happily when I came back. It all got to me. I felt so sorry for her. There wasn't much I could do, but I would make sure that I made her feel special. Because even though she didn't look it, she was. A little gem. A diamond in the rough, you could say. I knew that behind her sad green eyes, underneath the sadness and fear, she was a beautiful, independent girl, even if she didn't show it. You could say I loved her in a non-relationship kind of way. I loved her like a brother loves a younger sister.
Rosalie's POV:
Dan was hugging me. Although I felt super awkward, I couldn't resist his warm chest. I lay my head on his shoulder and let the sad thoughts come straight back to me. I could feel the tears burning my eyes already, and I wasn't afraid to let them go. They fell onto Dan's jumper, glistening on the fabric. His hand reached up and rubbed my shoulder. That kind act made me snap. I buried my face in his chest and sobbed, the tears soaking through his clothes. I thought of my darling Alice. The fear I felt when I walked alone through London. The pain that seared through my stomach when the drunk man hit me. And then I thought of all the kindness that Dan showed toward me. The way that despite being a street rat with nothing, somebody actually cared. Somebody was there. Even if it was just a one time thing. "Thank you" I sobbed, over and over into his sodden jumper. He stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head. "You're welcome, petal." Petal.... the name made me smile. I was his petal. I slowed my sobbing down until I began the hiccupping stage. Every time I hiccupped, Dan laughed. The beautiful sound of his laugh made me smile, regardless. We continued like this, me on Dan's lap, wrapped in a blanket and hiccupping away, and Dan, caring for me. I loved it. I loved him, in the way a younger sister loves and older brother. -
And 5 because I'm getting carried away
I woke up shivering. It was brighter than usual, like yesterday's happiness blew all the sad, over hanging clouds away. Dan wasn't there, but I didn't mind. I wondered to the newsagents, and the owner knew my situation, and gave me discount. I ran back to my alley the long way, not prepared for more abusive drunks. The bustle frightened me a little, but I knew I'd get used to it. I arrived in my alleyway, and sat down. I'd bought myself two sausage rolls and Dan a large pasty. I ate my first sausage roll quickly and saved the other for lunch time. I knew Dan couldn't stay for long today, as he had to get to his Saturday job early. I was glad I could see his face, even if he was only passing by.
Dan's POV;
I ran toward Rosalie's alley, hoping to lose the gang that followed me. I turned sharply and entered the alley and went to hug Rosalie. "Hey, angel, I can't stay long there are some-" I was cut off as the three guys entered the alley. "Aw, is that your little homeless orphan, Danny boy?" His tone was mocking. Rosalie tensed in my arms. I released her, and almost immediately, she ran toward the boys, and I could tell she was mad. "f--- off you bunch of piss-worms!" She growled. The boys laughed. "Oh, she so loves you! Aww, she's adorable!" This time, I stood. Rosalie acted before I could reach her. She punched the first in the balls, the next in the nose and the last had the worst treatment. She bought him forward, kissed his cheek and winked. He was oblivious to her tricks, and got a sharp kick to the stomach. I laughed as she turned back to me. "Now leave Dan and I alone, unless you want another round." All three boys scrambled away, whimpering. "Thanks angel, I owe you one!" I swept her into a tight hug. "I gotta go, I'm late!" I kissed her forehead and ran off.
Rosalie's POV:
I earned the name 'Angel' after I explained my situation to Dan. I tearfully told him about Alice, and sang him our song. He said I had the voice of an angel, hence the nickname. I loved Dan's warm hugs, his brief kisses on my forehead, and his relaxed way of wanting to be with me. I loved Dan, maybe even enough for him to like me too.... -
Last chapter!
I smiled. Dan wolfed down the pasty I gave him, almost as fast as he'd ran to get to me. Today, I was as excited as ever, Dan was taking me to his school so that I could wait for him. His lunch break wasn't long, so we had to run. He finished off the crust and turned to me. "You ready, angel?" His voice was calm but hopeful. I nodded. As I stood, my legs gave way. I stood back up, smiling. Dan swept me into a soft hug. "We have to run." he whispered. I nodded in response. I began to run behind him, but the lack of movement so many weeks before made my legs hurt. Every step I took brought more pain. Dan noticed this and stopped. I was a little confused, until he picked me up bridal style. Giggling, I wrapped my arms around his neck. He ran and ran, when finally, we reached his school. The gates were busy, and I must say, Dan made quite the entrance. With me still in his arms, he sauntered into the grounds, holding me close. I was laughing quite hard, and everyone turned to watch us. What Dan did next surprised me. He stopped and turned to everyone. He looked me directly in the eyes and smiled. He leaned forward and kissed me fully on the lips. I kissed back involuntarily, stroking his arm slowly. When he broke away, he was grinning. There were whoops from the crowd that had formed around us, and one young girl was screaming "They're adorable!" Dan winked at me and muttered something inaudible in my ear. "Pardon?" I said. He chuckles, this time he made sure everyone heard what he said. "Rosalie, will you be my girlfriend?" The crowd went mad. The screaming girl was jumping up and down, the boys were clapping. One girl shushed them, awaiting my answer. When it was finally silent, I smiled at Dan. "Yes.." That one word sent everyone into shock. All the girls were giggling and the boys were patting Dan's back. Dan leaned forward and kissed me once more. "I have lessons, see you later, angel..." He whispered, putting you down. I hugged him and ran out of the gates. Now I had to find something to do for six hours....
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Dan carried me back to my alley again, and when we arrived, I was breathless. He had his arm around my waist as we sat down. I leant back and felt a sharp something jab me. I turned and saw a black rose pinned to a piece of paper. I opened the note. "You think you're safe? You and your friend are as good as dead. The fire was just the beginning. -A" (PLL fans, come get me) I gasped. Dan was reading over my shoulder, and his hand tightened around me as I panicked. I was hyperventilating, a full panic attack. I stood and paced, Dan watching me with worried eyes. Tears overflowed and spilled obnoxiously down my cheeks. At this, Dan jumped up and swept me into a tight hug. We collapsed, still hugging. I sobbed into his uniform, he stroked my back. He pushed me back to examine my tear-streaked face. His eyes trailed to my hands, enveloped in his own. "Whatever happens, Rosalie, I love you." I sniffled at his words. "I love you too." Dan smiled and closed the small gap between us with his warm lips. And for the first time, I could feel all the electricity that spread through me like poison. -
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That ending part got me confused but now I understand.
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