Love, lust, Revenge

all waist. She would not forget those blue eyes, the same inn

gan to hear voices. She crave to scream for help and cry but her parent's w

Since calling for help apparently seems not to be a wi

It took only the courage of a new orphan, the courage of a twelve years old girl wh

ld woman smiled at her from where she stood,

oman. Although the woman was a stranger she felt safe, s

the tent, she fell! Her lungs seized and she s

wning! Drow

aim roughly with familiar bad

hook her "It's already twelve y

face, her dirty pillow look damped and her crack-back bed wasn't helping the matter. Her

with an iron bucket that still contain

lla" He dropped the buck

the front to back. His faded white tee shirt looked rough, his socks wer

like a lost ch

uld see his face well. He frowned as she ignor

e dragged her out of the room, ignoring

cked him off "You know I c

n his pocket and the other behind him. His Hazel puppy eyes, silently beg

rthday, Sorella

, and she froze, staring at him like

ody as the cold winter morning breeze kissed her wet clo

Is everythin

l, she looked at her eyes in the mirror. She wasn't really expect

t every hope of being a princess as she thought. She should have remembere

still open eyes of her parents, in the pool of their own blood. She sprinkled wa

and middle finger and then

ing, Mama

She didn't have any surviving family members and she took it as her responsibility and took care o

ine how she would cope. At least now, she does two jobs, one as chie

ng kept her going, it makes her feel like she is not

m door to see Gio staring a

erto" She faked a smile "I ha

a happy one, like a child te

me a ne

iggled as she pinch his no

nds behind him. He was expecting Alita to say her one a

k today, I will call

a sad face, all excitement gone! He just remembered the last time Al

smile on her face like she just read his mind "Pinky promise" she brought out

lla" He still seemed unconvinc

and began to bring out utensils "I will be jumping off the cliff"

tight shorts, Gio would have been jumpin

hristmas! They have to

ite" Elite adds to the enthusias

wn inside she missed childhood. She missed rolling on the grou

would defin

way! Flours everywhere, lots of empty

ld him tight and never forget to sniff. Ever since their parents died, Gio seems no

llied for asking who a father really is, not o

and Mama Samantha all throu

o tell him about his parents in due time. But thi

n mourn at night. Where they would go to the church with the

went too well to be true. They skate, dance, fought w

like they were dead. It started when Gio was three and would refuse to tak

ill seem to be their best game, the only di

of the house, waiting for the hour to go to the church

or she imagine what the day would feel like and fell asleep! It seems s

d louder "Please tell